They returned home after spending three hours at the fair. They were exhausted, slightly traumatized but mostly happy. They were also covered in the smell of funnel cake, barbecue beef, grilled cheese, cotton candy, caramel apples, hot dogs and ale. They had been eating barbecue beef when a burrow of ale exploded and rained all over them.
"It is too bad we did not do the potion lunge." Mauve sighed tiredly as she fell into a chair in the living room.
The potion plunge was a ride that riders took into a room and got plunged into a tube with a potion of their choosing which altered their outfits, eye or hair color. They emerged from the tube and fell into a pool of glittering water. Everyone that had taken the potion plunge had been walking around covered in glitter.
"Did you see the guy that looked like a roasted phoenix?" Christie chuckled like a storyteller who knows the plot twist and is going to ruin everyone's evening. "Red hair is not for everyone."
