[voice][utter glee!]

[maddest]

Who wants to come show me the sights?

[Break wants to dive into this all head first.]

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[waterbends]

[Katara will just pass by and holler:]

No one let this man into your house! He'll eat all of your sweets.

[--but his PCD is already off. Darn.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I want cotton candy.

[waterbends]

What in the world is cotton candy?

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[thelightbringer]

[A lesser man would go for the blind joke.]

Do you expect it to be different from all the others you've seen?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Hello, you.

And yes- there might be cotton candy.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

It's amazing. It's like cottonballs- but made of candy.

[waterbends]

Sounds sticky.

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[thelightbringer]

"There is."

Not that Lucifer stopped to sample, but he can smell it in the air.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Take me?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

But so tasty.

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[thelightbringer]

Think of the scandal.

[Which is Lucifer's peculiarly good natured way of agreeing.]

[waterbends]

Bring some home, then, or I'm locking you out.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Come help me find it.

[waterbends]

I wouldn't even know where to look for it.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Neither do I- it's the wandering that's the point.

[waterbends]

[She's waffling.]

Isn't this a celebration? I'm still in a pretty bad mood.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I can't go alone.

[waterbends]

I'll go for an hour.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[waterbends]

Put your shoes on.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[He hurries to do so, grinning.]

[waterbends]

[She folds her arms and huffs stubbornly.]

But I'm not playing any games.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

What kinds of games do they have?

[waterbends]

Some shooting games. I saw some with fish, I think. Balloons.. not that I've been there or anything.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Let's go! Come on!

[waterbends]

Alright, alright.

[And she'll usher him out the door.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[Break bounces along through the streets, cane in hand.]

Have you ever been to one of these?

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[angle_on_it]

I'll go with you. [A pause.] Where are we going?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

To visit all this mayhem.

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[angle_on_it]

[Oh. Well, Sokka's had about enough mayhem, but he won't turn down the opportunity to spend some time with Break.] I should get my club. Can you spare a second?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Of course. I'll meet you at the door.

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[angle_on_it]

[He's only a moment, and when he makes it to the door he's got his machete instead of his club.] I'm here. I'm ready. [And he presses the door open, holding it with a foot.] Let's go. Onward, to mayhem, right?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

To mayhem!

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[angle_on_it]

[This can only lead to trouble, right? Sokka takes in a deep breath and smiles.] It's a little warm out, isn't it? But I like the fresh air. There's a nice breeze, too.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I try to get out during the summer as much as possible.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I try to get out as much as I can in the summer.

[al_truism]

Oh, I have to show you the funnel cakes. They have them with strawberries.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Oh oh oh yes.

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[angle_on_it]

Really? I'm kind of the opposite: I'd definitely prefer it to be cold. Like, ice and blizzards and a couple months of darkness kind of cold.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

It's hell on my lungs.

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[angle_on_it]

If you wrap up in a scarf, it helps. [Not that Break really needs the advice, but hey, Sokka's got it.] Or breathe through your nose -- gives everything time to warm up on the way to your lungs.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Neither quite cover the scope of the problem, I'm afraid, but that's kind of you.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I'll get my coat.

[Bouncing off.]

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[angle_on_it]

Sometimes I wish I could just send a hawk to Gran Gran -- she would know about thirty more ways to help out. [And maybe none of them would work, but Gran Gran certainly would have continued to offer options to Break despite that. (Please note, in the Southern Water Tribe, sometimes the cure is worse than the ailment itself.)]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

It is customary to miss the wisdom of our elders- but I suppose that's what you have me for.

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[angle_on_it]

Hey, yeah, I guess so! I mean, I never really thought of you as old before, but yeah, definitely! [Oh, Sokka, what a charmer you are. XD]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Didn't Katara tell you? I'm edging up on ninety.

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[angle_on_it]

Ninety? [Sokka whistles in appreciation.] You're almost as old as Aang!

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[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer waits by the door, and busies himself with inspecting the doorway.]