This was Finn’s first official festival since they and Jake had been on the island, and to say that they were enjoying themselves already was a bit of an understatement. Grinning widely and apologetically towards the other they had lightly bumped into wearing a balloon hat and holding fried oreos in one hand, and a funnel cake in the other while dragging along a large, inflatable crayon in their arm, they apologized lightly before looking at the other enthusiastically. “Yo, this place is rad as shiz and I am into it. Did ya know they have like 8 different fried foods here? Because they totally do, I checked.”
Chester turned to look at the person who bumped into him and after registering that it was no other than Finn, the blond boy also immediately noticed the colourful ballons placed on the others head and his eyes lit up. “Duuuuuude, that’s like so cool!” he exclaimed brightly, pulling lightly on one of the ends until it made q satisfying squeaky noise. “You’re totally rocking it”, he intended to assure them.
“And i know! I’ve already decided that I need to try out as much of the disgustingly-delicious greasiness out here as I can. Can’t let anything go untasted for when it disappears for a whole year again - or at least until the next festival. Hold on on second- I actually made a list”. Chester signaled for a quick stop by putting his finger in the air, rummaging through his backpack and, at last, pulling out a wrinkled piece of paper. “See? This one I rated twelve out of ten cheese because it’s basically entirely covered in it”, he stated proudly, pointing at where he wrote the cheesy corn dogs down.

















