#cievent5

[missbxll]

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” the blonde mumbled to herself as she glared at the apple cider booth standing in the spot where her usual favorite lemonade stall was at. That was the whole reason Tink had even bothered coming to this festival in the first place, for her spiked lemonade with the fancy bendy straws, and now she had to find out it was replaced by fucking apple cider?? Her life really couldn’t get much worse, now could it? 

[masonofhearts]

Mason had been all ready to enjoy the fall festival when he had noticed a sign hung up declaring it a “no straights allowed” event. Now, logically he knew that couldn’t be true - the island would never approve of that kind of rule - but at the same time, he didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes or make them uncomfortable just by being there. So he did was he does best, he obeyed the sign without any questions and left - or well, left after grabbing a caramel apple, he wasn’t about to just miss out on that. Which is how he found himself at the mostly abandoned park, sitting on the bench with his apple and watching Spades chase after the birds and squirrels. It was a bit of a surprise when he felt the presence of someone else approaching him, he had been sure most everyone would be at the festival all day, but he still looked up with a welcoming smile. “Hey, what are you doing out here?”

[slightlysawyer]

Unsure of what he was doing Slightly picked a direction and went for it. He would have normally been helping with the Pumpkins but after last year they decided he wasn't what they needed. It was cool, but now he had no solid plans. Stumbling over someone's kid he dropped his candy apple "fucking fuck, I wanted to eat that."

[weepingwillcw]

“Ba da na na na nuh.... ba da na na na nuh...” Jen scream sang random vowels to the Ghostbusters theme that was playing over the sound system. She wasn’t a dancer. Hell, those waving guys in front of furniture stores had more rhythm than she did. Still, the girl could care less. It was Halloween season for fucks sake. She was gonna live a little! “Come on! Come on! Dance dude.” 

[artsandpoppy]

Frozen in place, Poppy knew she had to be seeing things - hallucinating or something. Because there was no way she could possible be seeing what she was seeing - or more accurately, who she was seeing. There was no way that sitting at one of the picnic tables placed out for the event was her former fiance. Except no matter how hard she blinked he wouldn’t go away. It was real. Creek was here. Creek was in Corona. Instinctively the first feeling that rushed over her was a wave of love that she couldn’t repress. There he was - the man that she had (and partially still does) loved, the person she had planned her forever with, the one that for so long she couldn’t have imagined her life without. But after a moment the feeling passed and a coldness washed over in its place. There he was - the man that had broken her heart so severely that for awhile she never knew if she’d recover. And within a second the third emotion finally reared it’s ugly head - anger. Spurred forward into action, Poppy crossed the distance separating them and stopped to stand directly across from him at the table. “What are you doing here?” she got out with an ease that she didn’t truly feel, hands shaking as she stood so close to him. It had been years since she’d been even in the same room as Creek, much less a few feet apart, and it was a little overwhelming to say the least. “Why are you here?” @shadesofcreek

[theflynnriders]

“now. repeat after me,” flynn began, turning to vanellope as they stood in line for the hayride. “i, vanellope von schweetz, will not complain about the speed of the hayride. nor will i threaten to take over and drive this thing myself if i think we are driving too slow. i shall behave and enjoy the fun ride for what it is.” @notaglitch

[artsandpoppy]

It took a lot of borderline begging and bribing to get Branch to attend the fall festival with her, but Poppy had succeeded in her mission - just like she knew she would. Now, with her arm interlocked with his, the brunette tugged her best friend around to look at all the different stalls and stations. She wanted to ask him to go on one of the rides with her, but knew that would be pushing her luck. The things were far from safe and he’d never allow it given her pregnant state. Instead she settled for remaining firmly on the ground and away from anything to exciting. Which mostly meant sticking near the food booths. “Should we do candy or caramel apples? Which one sounds more autumn-y to you?"   @notxmrbrightside

[masonofhearts]

“A fellow rebel breaking the festival rules?” Mason asked in a teasing tone as he approached Belle at the picnic table she was currently reading at. Though as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he regretted it - afraid that he’d make the woman nervous or doubt her rights to be here. For a guy like him, he understood not being allowed, but who would turn away someone as amazing as Belle? Even if she was straight. “Unless you didn’t see the signs, in which case just ignore me and continue about your day.” @peculiarbeautyy