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[idkmybffnirvash]

[In front of the ferris wheel, there is a girl waiting with a hell of lot of carnival tickets, except the wheel seems to be stopped.]

But I bought enough for all of the rides . . .

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[runstowardsfire]

*going past and flying rather low on a broomstick*

What are the tickets for?

[runstowardsfire]

No . . . It's because he puts, er, weasels in his trousers.

[idkmybffnirvash]

He must wear big pants.

[runstowardsfire]

[Let's just leave it at that.]

Maybe . . . It's suppose to be part of the entertainment.

Someone else told me that the wheel is meant for rides of an entertaining or romantic nature. Were you going to ride it?

[idkmybffnirvash]

Yes. I was waiting for when it started again.

[runstowardsfire]

It's stopped? How does a machine like that work?

[idkmybffnirvash]

This child burns fuel that gives it energy to move one piece after another. But, right now, it doesn't want to move.

[runstowardsfire]

It doesn't want to move--um, you called it a child . . .

[idkmybffnirvash]

[nods] It can move, but it doesn't want to. And I did.

[runstowardsfire]

. . . So it's not a machine?

[idkmybffnirvash]

No, it's a machine.

[runstowardsfire]

Oh. Can you tell why it doesn't want to move today?

[idkmybffnirvash]

No. But I think this child has been working hard for awhile now, so it's alright for it to rest.

[runstowardsfire]

[You learn new things everyday.]

So it will move again in the future once its ready then?

[idkmybffnirvash]

I think so.

[runstowardsfire]

I wouldn't mind trying it--I've never been on a mechanical ride before.