Listening silently to the conversation, Alver watched as the little boy greeted the teenaged blonde boy, assuring the guy that girls are icky anyway. So that was where that negative chatter was coming from and why this guy was considered a misfit. Just because he wasn't sucking lips with some girl? The fuck was wrong with these people in this dumbass filled town? Alver didn't get it. Whatever, deciding to make any sense of the religious crap and idiotic antics of people would only hurt his head. The mother and son introduced themselves as Amy and Jackson, in a rather cute fashion, while the blonde guy was introduced as Aaron.

Whom decided to lead the way to the groups first event. Some sort of simulation kiddy version of fishing. The tall albino blinked slowly as he stared at the stand, examining its purpose and why exactly this would be considered fun. But Aaron seemed pretty determined to have them all play, and was the first to jump in in a excited childlike manner. Alver raised his right white eyebrow ever so slightly at the scene, but stepped closer as he watched, trying to figure out the exact objective of this game. 

GET 3 RED TO GET A BIG PRIZE!
GET 2 BLUE AND ONE OF ANY COLOR FOR A MEDIUM PRIZE!
GET 3 OF ANY COLOR FOR A SMALL PRIZE!

After reading a few written intrunctions hanging around he looked to the booth attendant and pulled out one ticket and held it out.

Hesitating, the attendant slowly took it, pulling away instantly to avoid getting any closer to him. Alver didn't seem to care though as he decided a fishing pole to pick. They didn't have white, so he went with the light purple fishing rod. Examining it over, he held it out above the fish. Lavender eyes focussing on the objective before glancing up at the hanging prizes and pondering what exactly he wanted. The big prizes seemed to be large fluffy animals, the medium plushie sized animals and the small cheap necklaces and such.

Deciding to go for the big prize, he focused on the red. Concentrating, he moved his fishing pole in a more lax manner compared to Aaron, but he managed to get three red fishes with ease. It wasn't that hard if a game really. Just got to focus and aim correctly. 

[color=gold]"Um... Congratz, what prize would you like?"[/color] the attendant murmured softly.

Alver looked thoughtfully at the prizes score pointing a to a fluffy white huggable plush dog. The attendant nodded before getting one and handed it to the the tall albino. Who held it for a moment, feeling the soft plush fake fur before glancing to the little boy and silently handed it to him before walking off to another stand. He was still in sight, but he thought he would at least examine his surroundings a little.

It was then, something smacked against the back of his left shoulder. Grumbling, he shifted his white coat in examination to see orange-red splashed against the spot. At the sound of snickering, Alver turned his lavender gaze to a group of high schoolers.

[color=springgreen]"Hey! Finally got some color there Ghostboy!"[/color] one guy smirked.

Alver frowned, glaring before simply huffing and wiped some of the contents on his finger. Looked like ketchup from a hotdog that was chucked at him. Licking it off his finger, he rolled his eyes.

[color=plum]"....Didn't your mother ever tell you not to waste good food? Or are you just too immature to even know better? I feel so sorry for parents, if they weren't as much of illiterate fools. You just hit my coat as well, not actually me. Guess your the poorest player in football."[/color] Alver said with a sarcastic smile and shrugged, causing the guy to angrily glare at him.

It was then the guy stormed over to the taller man as if to slug him, but Alver side stepped as the guy swung, stumbling and landing straight into a trashcan.

[color=plum]"Please do control you're temper. It's a carnival after all. Oh, and do clean up after yourself. It's quite sloppy to litter."[/color] the albino said calmly before walking off back to the group without batting a eyelash.