Fire Up the Coconuts
Originally posted: https://www.deviantart.com/xqueen0fhellx/art/Fire-up-the-Coconuts-887508851
Mischief & Mayhem - I’ve Been Bamboozled!
Collab between WhimsicalCrystal | PaganStars | xQueen0fHellx
Reoseans Included
Erasmus 13176 | Locke 12465 | Kirin 13727 | Pants 002
Carrying his large stuffed prize, Erasmus was not entirely in disagreeance that perhaps some of the fair games were rigged. There was no way he was stronger than his puller companions. Sure he helped pull a puller back from an icy brink, but he couldn’t be that strong.
Locke had been fuming. It was only with the help of his new companions that they had directed his anger off of the pink and black runner and back onto the games. He was now determined to show everyone up and prove that he could win, or prove that the games were rigged.
Kirin seemed to be right along the same lines. She wasn’t a pushover, and she seemed to get a thrill from competing with the males. Erasmus would have figured her long ears would have gotten in the way sometime, but she handled them with ease.
Pants on the other hand, was more than a pawful. He was egging on the two to compete together, and his rosettes flashed by and he raced around to point out this or that. It was enough to make Erasmus dizzy.
At this point, the male would have been more than content to just take his stuffed animal home and relax, although he wasn’t sure he could leave the fair even if he wanted. Magic was funny that way.
Instead he thought he would distract the rest of his companions with a game that was sure to piss off the black vay more.
“Hey, there-there’s this one!” His paw pointed to a stall that had coconuts lined up on posts, and the goal was to knock them down with well timed balls. Humanoids were allowed to throw the balls, while reoseans could toss them in their mouths or kick them.
As they watched, a few balls were thrown, but the coconuts stayed put, only wobbling slightly if hit. Erasmus wondered if there was a trick to it and decided to watch his companions to see what they would do. He didn’t need to win anything, and the tricky coconuts seemed just the right distraction for his competing companions.
“Good eye kid.” Pants nudged him and meandered over to the stall to try it out himself.
***
Kirin was stuck between thinking that the carnival was a load of bull but at the same time some of the best fun she had had in a long while. The dark coated Reo was used to being on her own, jumping from place to place, head down, ears back and teeth ready to be bared. But this fair had made her open up if only to enjoy the competitions. Or maybe it was the pair of pink and blue runners that were currently dragging Locke and Kirin around like a couple of sugar-rushed kids.
The last game was completely freud, she had determined that. There was no way that the little fluff ball had beaten her, and though she loathed to admit it, he certainly shouldn't have beaten the hulking fireplace beside her.
Kirin could practically feel the heat rising off of him.
But fair or not, the Carnival continued to twinkle and the carnies who ran the games continued to heckle those who walked by. Kirin puffed and blew the white lockes out of her eyes.
Following Erasmus, Kirin looked over to where he had gestured, her lips drawing into a thin line. Really? Another bullshit game?
“I don't know kid, not sure if Fire-place here could handle getting beat again” She shrugged her dark patterned shoulders, glancing at Locke.
***
“Did you just call me fire-place?” Locke snarled, pinning his ears back as he glared at the black coated female who somehow was always standing just far enough out of reach for him to smack her.
Her humor laced glance told everything as he bared his teeth at her. Hell, he could practically taste the smoke from his flames in his mouth as he continued to glare at her.
“Oh come now, stop your childish antics and attack the coconuts instead.” Pants drawled, a small conniving smirk on his face as he motioned towards the stupid game in front of the group.
Locke snarled again, eyeing up the game and the human running it. The human had a bored expression on his face but as soon as he saw Locke’s disturbingly murderous face, he became incredibly excited.
As in, so excited that he was sweating in fear. Damn right you should be. At least you’re getting paid to do this. I’m not!
“Fine. Fine! I’ll destroy the fucking coconuts for you.”
“Wait, no, that’s not what I-”
“Shut up, give me a ball.”
Pants backed up a step, if a bit awkwardly. Erasmus was cowering behind the blue male while Kirin watched on with amusement. Oh, I so want to chuck this ball smack into your shit eating grin, woman.
Without a thought, Locke snarled again, throwing the ball he was giving straight dead center into a pole. The coconut wobbled at the top, though barely moved.
“That’s not possible.” Locke said, even more angry than before. He put enough strength into that throw to crack a watermelon, there was no way in hell that the coconut should still be on that stupid pole.
“This game is rigged...” he grumbled, eyeing up the human.
The human running the game looked about ready to crap his pants at Locke’s stare, quickly gulping before offering another ball.
Locke snarled at him, snapping at his outstretched hand. “To hell with this!”
Locke leaped over the short barrier that kept the players from approaching the coconuts on their sticks, much to the horror of the human and his companions.
“The heck are you doing Locke?!” Pants yelled, his ears pinned back.
Erasmus’s face was that of horror and intense embarrassment, much to Locke’s amusement, and Kirin, well. Let’s just say she was a chaotic sort and looked like she wanted to have jumped over the barrier first and Locke just beat her to it.
“This game is rigged, and I’m going to prove it.” Locke stood next to a pole, scoffing at the stupid thing. A quick kick and the pole vibrated, the coconut finally, FINALLY, falling down.
Locke picked it up and brought it over to the group, exposing the trick behind the game. The coconut had a decent sized intention drilled into it, right where the pole would go. If you didn’t hit it with direct, constant force, the coconut wouldn’t fall off.
Locke turned towards the human, spitting out the stupid coconut before snarling at him. A quick motion and the human threw a closed container of sweet cotton candy at the male, who gave the human a disturbing smirk.
“That’s more like it.”
“Locke, that’s not how you expose unfair games.” Pants spoke up, an exasperated look on his face.
“Well, good thing I’m not you.” Locke said, a smirk on his face as he started to munch on his hard earned treat.
Maybe he should play some more games. Exposing cheating was way more fun than he first thought. And more rewarding.
-End-
♦ I’ve Been Bamboozled! Not every game is fair at the...fair. Sometimes you can encounter a rigged game, or an intentionally faulty product for sale. How does your Reosean handle such inconveniences? Do they argue? Walk away in shame? Draw or write about your Reosean experiencing some of the UNfairness at the fair.
Collab in which everyone wrote the POV of their own reoseans
WC 1186 +11
Personal +3
Collab +2
Other Reo Erasmus 13176 | Kirin 13727 | Pants 002 +2
Guild Member Erasmus 13176 | Kirin 13727 +1
Event Bonus Link +3
Total = 22 CP
WC 1186 +11
Personal +3
Collab +2
Other Reo Locke 12465 | Kirin 13727 | Pants 002 +2
Guild Member Locke 12465 | Kirin 13727 +1
Event Bonus Link +3
Total = 22 CP
WC 1186 +11
Personal +3
Collab +2
Other Reo Locke 12465 | Erasmus 13176 | Pants 002 +2
Guild Member Locke 12465 | Erasmus 13176 +1
Event Bonus Link +3
Total = 22 CP
Locke Edits link