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[battymadam]

WHO: battymadam, redtogold, dreambubbly, ~Imaginary Friends~, and YOU!
WHAT: An imaginary friend adoption fair!
WHERE: John Doe Park
WHEN: Saturday Afternoon
WARNINGS: High levels of ADORABLE no seriously this should be pretty G-Rated.

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[hintcoinplz]

[Wow, all these odd little creatures running around.]

What's all this for?

[dreambubbly]

[Feferi has Sympathy Seal - which she's named Snowball - perched between her horns as she approaches.] They're for-real imaginary friends! This is Snowball. [She points up.]

[hintcoinplz]

Oh, they're so cute! I think I've run into some of these before...

[He glances around, and sure enough he spots the Sympathy Tiger he met after the whole post-apocalyptic Mayfield thing.]

Oh, I recognize some of them now!

[battymadam]

[snapping out of her boredom, she waves to Luke]

It's adopt-a-thought Saturday, dearie! We're going to find all these friends a good home.

[friendly_ghosts]

[Watching with amazed interest.]

Are they for really-real imaginary friends?

[Because that makes any sense at all....]

[dreambubbly]

Yep! They are. [All smiles. Feel free to notice the seal perched between her horns!]

[friendly_ghosts]

They're sooo cute! Can I pet them? They won't bite, will they?

[dreambubbly]

Not at all! Go on ahead.

[miraculls]

[Immediately gravitates towards George Mucus, looking kind of hungry and licking his lips a little....]

Haha, you having some kinda motherfuckin' party? Where'd you all get this sopor slime from?

[dreambubbly]

Gamzee, George Mucus isn't sopor slime! He's a friend. Like Snowball! [She points up between her horns.]

[battymadam]

It's an adoption party, maybe!

[pasodoble]

( ( Oh, it looks like something is going on in the park. This looks like so much fun. What are these strange creatures running around-- ) )

When did we get a zoo?

[battymadam]

How about never!! These aren't animals, they're imaginary friends, silly dear.

[pasodoble]

. . . But I can see them.

[battymadame]

So?

[sheesh, she's really getting this a lot. Maybe she'd better just explain.]

These guys were created by kids from my world. Their imaginations brought them to life. Get it?

[tenebrousking]

[Go, Pokeball!... Too bad Grimsley doesn't have any spares. He sighs a little as he approaches the odd festival.]

Now what do we have here...?

Mind if I assume she knows what he looks like from that poker game they were supposed to have? c:

[battymadam]

Hi, Grimsley! This is an adoption fair. Have some snacks and look around if you like.

Certainly!

[tenebrousking]

Madame Foster.

[A sweeping bow.]

Do you mean to say you are giving these... creatures away? How did you come to regain so many at once?

Re: Certainly!

[battymadam]

[she giggles at the bow. Who even does that anymore? Anyway, he was at a loss for what to call them, so she gently informs him]

They're imaginary friends. Well, back home I had hundreds of them staying in my home. Heck, maybe they do it by the fraction, I dunno!

Anyway, adoption is what these guys want the most. My Mayfield residence is a lot smaller, so I figure I might as well give it a shot here so they all can be comfortable.