Tamaki ✣ 055 ✣ Renaissance Faire Event

[spectaculaire]

Who: somarium
Where: The park around Cafe des Reves (Residential District)
Style: First!
Status: OPEN
Notes: Backdated a little to early this afternoon, and running all through early evening!

[The time for the Renaissance Faire had finally arrived! The streets and sidewalks leading up to the cafe were properly decorated with posters, streamers, and

Comments

[beingtranslated]

[Perhaps you were waiting for a certain monkey? Steve runs through everyone's legs on the dance floor of sorts, earning a few screams and screeches as his furry tail brushed against a couple of legs. Finally, he finds himself in front of Flynn. Standing on his hindlegs he waves his hands to get Flynn's attention.]

Steve!

[foundaprincess]

[the monkey's antics always amuse. Flynn lowers himself down on one knee and grins a greeting]

Hey, little guy! Where've you been?

[beingtranslated]

[Notice his hands? It's full of icing and grease and sauce and it looks like this little primate has been hoarding whatever food he could get his hands on.]

Hungry.

[foundaprincess]

I'm sure you are.

[he looks around, left, right, before producing... a pretzel cracker. He dangles the treat in front of Steve, grinning with a mischief]

Want it?

[beingtranslated]

[Looks like the pretzel is too high for the monkey to reach. He's just going to try to reeeeach for it now. Aww, look at him. Like he's doing a little dance.]

Hungry! Hungry!

[foundaprincess]

[d'aw that is cute

but cute won't deter Flynn from the Awesome Idea that has just come to him]

If you want it, you'll have to do me a service. Understand?

[with hand gestures now for better communication!]

No Job [exaggerated headshake] No Food [pointing to the pretzel] Got it, monkey?

[beingtranslated]

...Hungry! Hungry!

[He's still reaching for the pretzel, jumping off the ground as he struggles to reach for it. You should consider that as a yes, Flynn.]

[foundaprincess]

[He hides the pretzel in the palm of his hand, and points to one of the couples out on the dance floor. Conspiratorial whispering is go:]

See that guy over there? He has a little black box hidden in his back pocket. [Flynn traces a small box in midair and indicates its location on his person. Box. In. Back-pocket. Okay, Steve? He grins, continues:] I want you to get it for me. [miming the universal "shush" sign] But all sneaky-like. He figures you out, I don't know you and you don't get your food. Comprende?

[beingtranslated]

[Wait, where did the pretzel go? Steve lets out a groan as it disappears in Flynn's hand. At first he climbs up the man and tries his best to pry his hand open to no avail. It looks like his monkey strength just isn't enough to make Flynn budge.

He then looks over to where the man had been pointing, opening and closing his mouth as he continued to speak. Steve makes no real effort to respond on whether he understands, instead waiting for Flynn to stop gesturing over to those two people.

As soon as Flynn ends the animal scampers down him and makes his way over to the dancing couple. With his tail, he tries to reach into the man's back pocket, dodging the other dancing couples in the square. It takes him a few tries until he's successful. The man however turns to the monkey, but the box had been safely tucked behind Steve by then. He makes a few adorable smacking sounds before he runs back toward Flynn.

Just like you asked for!]

Flynn! Flynn!

[foundaprincess]

[he takes the box-offering, clearly impressed, though he covers it up quickly with a pooh-pooh gesture]

Beginner's luck. That was good though, for a first try! Here you go then- [and the pretzel is now back in view, perched between Flynn's fingers as he holds it in front of the monkey]

[beingtranslated]

[And reaching for it. Hop, hop, grab!]

Hungry! [Watch that little monkey devour that thing whole.]

[foundaprincess]

[Efficient and entertaining! Well aren't you a neat little package of fun? Flynn tosses the box around as he watches Steve eat]

Hey, little guy, are you interested in what you stole? Check it out- [he lifts the lid open, revealing a pretty ring nestled within the cushioned interior] The guy over there was planning to surprise his lady-friend with it. Too bad for him, huh?

[as far as Flynn is concerned, he is doing the guy a favor anyway. His lady friend? Yeah, dude could probably do a lot better.]

[beingtranslated]

[Dude, you're talking to a monkey. The context of the whole ring in a box thing is lost to him. Instead he'll just finish liking his fingers for remnants of that pretzel earlier while admiring the little object that was being presented at him.]

Shiny.

[foundaprincess]

[contented sigh] It is, isn't it?

[let us take a moment to appreciate the shiny, Steve]

[beingtranslated]

[Nope. He's already done appreciating.]

Pretzel!

[foundaprincess]

Whoa there, monkey, we had a deal remember? No loot [another cracker appears in his hand like *magic*] no pretzels.

Now what will you get me for this one, hmm?