… H-Huh? Why was there suddenly a fist-sized frog here? It jumped up on the booth’s table from nowhere, knocking down a couple glasses and shocking the saleswoman. Addre lamented the waste of punch and grabbed the frog, staring it down through his mask with eyes burning flares fueled by ‘being pissed the fuck off’. Have some shame, frog! This was arguably worse than stealing another sample, since the beverages didn’t even end up satisfying anyone’s belly, and Addre was about to retaliate on the amphibian when he realized that it looked like… a gummy bear?
No, no, no, it was made of the same material; it was spongy, transparent with a deep-blue tune, but it was animate! What kind of weird ass frog was this?!? Addre immediately let go of it, watching the strange creature leap away into the crowds (returning to the patrons of this town where its owner would return soon). Although, thinking further about it, he should’ve eaten it… it looked tasty. Damn it, why didn’t he just eat it?!? What got into him?! Fear?!?!?!?
Looking at the booth only pissed him off even more, so he decided to just leave it be. Time to move on… there were plenty other things to do in this weird town. Thinking about it, the punch earlier didn’t sate his thirst, so maybe he should go out to get a drink somewhere else-
Addre was found in the most ridiculous pose a moment later, his arms shaking like jazz and his feet split over as he had only barely evaded a thrown pumpkin from his left. There was a booth with a bunch of those vegetables put on display… and there was a dispute too. Something about ‘bad quality’ and a furious dude dressed as a wendigo who stomped away from the booth due to reasons Addre just couldn’t bother wondering about. Nah, as a matter of fact, it made him interested in the booth itself… but if it would bring that much anger out in someone, then maybe it was a bad call for him to join the event.
But then again… those vegetables looked like they contained juice in them. He could always have a taste- oh… damn it. The sign next to one of those orange pumpkins explained the contest here; cut a sculpture out of the pumpkins and win a price for the best display. C’mon, he was starving and dying of thirst here! Where could he get a proper drink?!?!? HUH?!??!!
How bothersome… then again, he could always try and get a drink for the price itself. It seemed easy enough; just make some pretty spectacle out of the pumpkin in front of him. Easy peasy. The judge who was scolded at by the wendigo guy earlier happily allowed Addre to take his place, being delivered a table, a knife and a pumpkin to work his masterpiece out of. Now, the question was… what exactly was he going to carve out? He was being late in the game, watching what the other participants were carving out… and they were all carving faces out of those pumpkins. Creepy, toothy faces were popular, huh… then he’ll be a little unorthodox and earn some creativity points!
He picked up his knife and went to work on that poor pumpkin, almost peeling off all of its fruit skin. Then, he began cutting in arcs, giving the vegetable a rounder form on its bottom. Two orbs were cut on the top to protrude a bit out of the rest of the vegetable, resembling eyes… and then he made the face’s lips thicker. The eyes were given eyes via short, deep cuts, and then his masterpiece was ready! Niiiiiiiiiiiice.
The judge… found it rather adorable. Addre had carved out a frog’s face on the pumpkin – a bit new, given that frogs weren’t inherently scary or associated with Halloween, but it was a sweet effort nonetheless. Addre had expected to blow the judge away with creativity, but all he got was a soft ‘aww’ and then watched the big price go to another player… who just did a similar face to the other pumpkins around, like- what was the point of this contest, again?! HALLO!?
God, he was angry… but he did achieve a kernel, so there was that. Guess it wasn’t a total waste, after all. The next 30 minutes, however, he’d aimlessly wander the stalls around, shaking off young kids trying to ask for those kernels that he had put effort into obtaining, ending up on a few Halloween photoshoots, and somehow – somehow – chase after a little runt who mugged him of his Star of Pain!
Seriously, one would be able to hear his grunts and roars from several streets away… what looked like a prank gone wrong was Addre harboring ill intent towards the group of brats who thought that it’d be fun to snatch his necklace right from beneath his nose. How the hell did they even manage to escape his field of vision like that?! Was it the mask that he was wearing?
Despite their theft, they were still just kids; Addre quickly caught up to them, snatched the necklace back and bonked each and every one of them on the head, sending them back home with tears and sniffs. For crying out loud… he didn’t exactly look amused under his mask, but things finally began to turn less sour once he heard Medeia’s voice. Huh, they got separated earlier…
Despite everything that had happened, he could only respond with lifting up the two kernels he had achieved. However, Medeia would have to explain why she was tightly accompanied by that stranger; she didn’t look like a member of Errings Rising at all… but her garments gave off the assumption that she was some kind of black mage.
This required further inspecting, in which he lifted up his mask and revealed his blushing, half-drunk face. He’d just point at the stranger accompanying Medeia, demanding an explanation…