“Okay, fifteen time the charm!” Phoebus mumbled to himself as he steadied the rifle in his hands: Using guns has never been a strong point of him, let alone hitting anything with it. But right now, he has no other choice but to aim with it and pray that Lady Luck is watching over him...
The rubber bullet flew across the booth and knocked off the tower of empty cans. The toy weapon was dropped from his grip, and Phoebus couldn’t help but throw both of his arms in the air and cried out loud in exciment - the teenage boy didn’t care if other people walking by stopped and glanced curiously at his direction.
“Ange! Ange did you see that ?!” He turned to the girl standing next to him with a wide grin on his face. Ange was just as excited as he was - judging by her bright smile, but she remained calm like how she always is.
“Good job Phoebus! I know you can do it!” Was her reply, but it was more than enough to make Phoebus’ cheek flushed pink.
The old man running the booth gestured the two of them at the first prize table - piled with large, huggable stuffed animals. There was a large shark, loaf-like cat and fuzzy bunny, but none of them caught his attention like the stuffed blue bird in the center. Picked the toy up, Phoebus held it in front of the white haired girl, “For you, Ange!”
“Really ?” He could’ve sworn she glowed after he said that, and that his heart skipped a beat when Ange hugged the stuffed bird close to her chest - a few locks of her flowy hair lightly draped on top of the bird as she did, “Thank you so much, Phoebus! I really love it!”
Still grinning, the raven haired boy casually dropped his arms by his side. Something brushed against his fingertips, and as Phoebus glanced down, he noticed it was the inside of his pocket that has been turned inside out - completely void of the Lien he brought with him to the fair...
Crap, Tomy is going to kill me...
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Art trade with @dwsk-hazelmoon
Feature Phoebus and Ange at the fairground during Vytal festival, completed with a quick drabble of the event!