[OOC: I'm sorry for the delay! I had an unexpected baseball game to attend for work. Don't ask. This is a PARTY POST. Feel free to make up booths that are there and thread-jack to your heart's content, tag characters multiple times, post characters in a couple times at different moments throughout the fair, feel free to assume that your character
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The sunglasses look pretty awesome too, don't they?
Yeah, he's feeling cool.
He's trying to forget that the last time that he felt this cool, he had to deal with zombies trying to blow up his high school.
Later, he'll be in the dunking tank to be dunked. He had to volunteer for something, and he is hoping that it'll be hot enough later that he'll want to be cooled off.
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Yes, she's probably gotten quite a bit of cotton candy all over her face at this stage, and there might be a puff or two of it that has somehow gotten itself stuck in her hair. She loves cotton candy a lot. And she's already eaten quite a bit of it.
So she's got fun and games all around her and lots of sugary food in her hands. All she needs now is a buddy.
Ohai, Xander.
"Oh my god those glasses are like totally badass. Are you a spy? You look like a spy, like a super badass spy of awesome and badassery and hi my name's Trin you're totally awesome what's your name? Do you like cotton candy? HOW AWESOME IS THIS PLACE?"
She's sliding her sticky hand around your shoulder, Xander. Trin's kind of forward like that. Whoops.
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He doesn't know which question to answer.
He is not even aware of most of the questions that were asked.
"Xander," he says finally. She's pretty so he doesn't mind the sticky hand on his shoulder. "Xander is me. You are Trin. You think my sunglasses are badass, which is true."
He pauses, sliding the sunglasses back up his face.
"It's about... all I got."
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"But yeah. Those ARE badass glasses. They make you look like James Bond. I guess you aren't actually James Bond, because your name is Xander. Unless it's a cover? Are you a spy, Xander?" She giggles and eats another bite of cotton candy.
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She grins at the sight of him, pretending she's taking a picture.“Look at you, all manly and something out of Top Gun!”
She's tucked a stuffed animal under her arm. It's a cute giraffe she's naming Toto.
No one won it for her. Phoebe's got angel strength and a good aim!
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Xander smiles back at her, laughing and making a pose when she pretends to take that picture. "Thanks. I try. I won them in a game."
He adjusts them and takes a look at the stuffed animal in her arm.
"And what do you have there, little missy?"
Yes, this is him trying to be suave. It comes out more like a cowboy.
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She lifts up the giraffe. "Meet Toto. It'll go into my collection next to the zebra and the monkey."
Who's really surprised that Phoebe collects stuffed animals? Anyone? Bueller?
"Come on," she says, taking a hold of his hand and dragging him toward the photo booth. "We need to have pictures together. It's a tr-trav--sin that we don't have any yet!"
The word you were looking for is travesty, Phoebe.
"Remember you have to make the silliest faces ever, Xander."
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Yes, a mob. Because they would be that angry about some rigged games at a fair. Uh huh.
"Are the zebra and monkey named Scarecrow and Lion?"
It's a valid question, he thinks. The narration has to wonder about all of these Wizard of Oz references being tossed around. It's like they know.
He takes her hand and follows where she drags without a complaint. He has that elephant ear in his mouth, it would be hard to do that. "Silly faces. Right. The Xandman isn't good with the silly faces, but he'll put in a good effort."
And try to stop talking in third person. Something.
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"...No, one is named Gaspar and the other is named Alejandro. It's after this soap I used to watch, holy fluck it was good, but then it got canceled and it was a sad day. Man, I never knew if Theresa was really pregnant."
This is seriously not cool, Xander. Phoebe watched every day.
Not that she'd have missed much if she stopped watching for a month, but it's the principle of the thing.
She sits on his lap, preparing the camera and what not. She pulls her face into a ridiculous expression. "Like this, see?"
Phoebe squishes his face with a hand. Not hard, but enough to give him a fish face that'll rival her own silly face. "Say cheeeeese."
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No, he has actually never seen a soap opera. If he did, it was with his mother when he was little. None of those memories remain to today! None!
It's the principle of the thing.
Right. Xander completely understands that without actually understanding. He finds that happens often with Phoebe, but he likes her as she is and doesn't really mind.
"Yes, I see. Clearly, you are the expert at funny faces." He looks at her expression, laughs at the sight of it, and then tries for a ridiculous expression of his own, which is then helped along by Phoebe's hand. Xander has half fish-face and half some other kind of face. WHen he says cheeeese, it sounds more like bweeeeeshe.
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She would like the narration to stress that she'd do this with him even if they hadn't had sex together.
Phoebe has different sets of expressions. She sticks her tongue out, she pulls her mouth to the sides with her fingers, she scrunches her face up, and a few other expressions that can't really be put in words.
"I am! Trust in the Pheebs. In Pheebs we trust!" There may be a stash of candy she's holding onto with the other hand. Possibly, someone should cut her off now.
She stands up when they're with their picture-taking, opening the curtain of the photo booth. She waits impatiently while their pictures are printed out.
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He winks at her.
Xander would like the narration to stress that he really did enjoy that sex.
He tries for different sets of expressions each time too, using her as inspiration and then coming up with a few of his own.
"Uh-huh," he says, glancing sideways at her all suspiciously (which may be one of the photos that is taken). "How much sugar have you had today?"
Not that he can judge, but Xander doesn't really get sugar-highs. His body is continuously used to eating too much of everything, sugar included.
Xander stands beside her. "Y'know, I haven't done one of these picture booth-y things in awhile like I didn't even come up to your beautiful bosoms at the time. Do we split the pics in half or each get to choose our favorite?" Not that he's sentimental enough to carry a pic of the two of them around in his wallet or anything. Nope.
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She bumps her hip with his when he winks at her. It is a very manly, sexy wink.
There was all the enjoying ever that bowling night where wasn't any bowling. Yes.
"Not much!" she protests, but she's speaking faster than she usually does and there's sugar stuck to the corners of her mouth. Phoebe peers into her stash, which is almost empty. "...Okay, so a lot. But there are funnel cakes! And cotton candy! And popcorn with a fuckton of butter! What was I supposed to doPhoebe dances in place till the pictures are set and ready to go. She plucks them out of the slot and grins. She's shameless about being sentimental about these things. "My bosoms are very beautiful, thank ye for noticing!" she looks down at them, a hand briefly poking at one. "Kinda could go for another cup but whatever ( ... )
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Enjoy it while it lasts, Phoebe.
"I'm used to people having a hard time catching up anyway," she says, her pout shifting into a sheepish smile. She can't very well pout when Xander's laughing. That makes no sense ( ... )
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