Three kits of Longfur watched the festival play out. All of them were adults now, and thus Longfur wanted them to leave her home. The kits typically stayed outside the home of their mother whenever possible, if they hadn't moved out yet.

There were a few locations they were interested in viewing.


There was an AI giving out hints and warm meals.

Past a book gate there was a lake many writers were visiting today.

There was a play going on in the center stage. The group could hear honking in the distance.


And of course.....they could always go back home......

The group heads off towards the center stage. There they find a play being preformed by.....

clowns.

The kits, having already come, have no idea what trick is being performed. Each one looks to the other, checking if any of them considered offering to assist.

[One of the clowns hops down, making a squeaky noise, and tries to gently usher Tragic up.]

The clown pulls a sheet away from the container she's talking about. Inside is an aggressive looking wandettle with a knife in its mouth.

Ms Fizzlewig the Helpy Clown opens a bag and starts pulling out papers.

IT'S A SINGLE SHEET OF PAPER WITH A SENTENCE ON IT.

Tragic sighs and looks at the crowd before looking back towards Horseface.

Wires grab all of the kits and drag each one onto the stage. Helpy and the rest of the clowns push the box off stage as the birds call forth a play.

The crowd overwhelmingly chooses for the kits to talk about eachother badly.

The crowd chooses "Yes!"

The crowd screams in excitement. Lights pan around the room before settling on Longfur, who is eating from a bucket of deep fried shrimp.

There is not an immediate clear answer from the crowd, but Riley is in the lead.

The crowd's votes change, picking Fuschia!

The strings holding Tragic are let loose. The other two are lifted into the air.

"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The strings are cut, and the two kits fall into the box. The wandettle screams even louder, knife armed and ready.

Helpy and the other clowns cover the box in a large sheet. The sounds coming from the box are.......unimaginable.....

Helpy uncovers the box. Inside is the original wandettle......and a new one!

"Coooooo-key."

Horseface does a funny jig as a distraction. Jazzhands!

Suddenly the two missing kits crawl out from under the stage. The box trick had simply moved them under it, and added a wandettle to the cage. Sadly, the underground passages below the stage were pitch dark, cramped, and maze-like.

They didn't know if they would ever make it out alive.