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Tagged; [@Dirty Dan]

The loud noises that were likely from the festival outside his home woke Loki up, and his alarm soon sounded afterwards. He always woke up right before his alarm would go off, something that always confused Loki to a degree. Raising his arms to stretch, the crack of his stationary bones resounded throughout his body. Loki had decided to take a quick hour nap before the festival happened, as he was tired from college earlier in the morning.

[color=#58FA58]"I wonder if this festival is as good as people claim."[/color] he said, outloud, to no one in particular, a smirk gradually forming on his face. "Eww you have that smile again Loki. It looks gross." his younger sister, Eris said with a teasing grin. "You only have that smile when you're up to no good." she continued, patting his back, whilst discretely placing a [url=http://cenblog.org/terra-sigillata/files/2011/03/bush_obama_kick_me.jpg]sticky note[/url] there. Loki hadn't noticed, [color=#58FA58]"Right back at you Eris."[/color] he replied, ruffling and messing up her hair, before walking towards the red and flowery rigid door. The flowery and red pattern was another prank by his parents, though Loki didn't mind, he did like it after all.

He walked downstairs, the wood creaking at each step. The smell of roasting meat and melted cheese met Loki's nose, [color=#58FA58]Ham and cheese?[/color] he thought to himself with a raised eyebrow. His Mother and Father, Joanne and Ryan respectively, were downstairs inside the kitchen. His father was reading the newspaper, and his mother was cooking a light meal. When he entered the kitchen, his parents greeted him and he sat down and began eating the warm, light meal his mother had prepared before going to the 'Teneber Festival.' Hastily eating the prepared food as he was somewhat excited at this anticipated festival, his father mockingly grinned and said "Slow down or you'll choke like you did a week ago." he chuckled before switching his gaze back to his newspaper and licking his finger to turn the page. [color=#58FA58]"Dad, will you stop mentioning that? It hurts my feelings."[/color] he replied sarcastically.

The meal was rather good the cheese melted in his mouth and the meat was just right, his Mother was always a good cook. After eyeing that his meal was finished, his father got his wallet out and handed Loki a few ten dollars, about 70 dollars in total and his mother gave him 50, totalling to 120 dollars. "Use that to enjoy the festival, and don't spend it all on your fancy kid toys and dolls okay?" his mother teased, knowing that he liked collecting figurines and such. [color=#58FA58]"Maybe I'll spend it on drugs this time. I heard the kids around this neighbourhood love 'em."[/color] he joked before getting up from his wooden seat. "Better than spending it on your girly toys, son." his father replied, not lifting his gaze from the ever so interesting newspaper. [color=#58FA58]"Yeah yeah."[/color] he said, lifting his hands up in mock surrender.

Turning around from the kitchen, his parents eyed the sticky note and both donning the family grin, the mother began patting his back to keep the sticky note firmly on his back, while saying "Have fun." With a confused face and a raised eyebrow, he replies with [color=#58FA58]"Sure, thanks."[/color] The creak of the floorboards could not be heard over the loudness of the festival, and stepping into the hallway, stepping outside he noted that it was warm yet there was a layer of frost covering the floor. So he decided against wearing a jacket, only taking his maroon beanie and placing it over his head.

Even though it was warm, his breath was still visible. Something that confused Loki, but didn't bother him too much. As he approached the festival, which was relatively close, the strong smell of alcohol hit his nose. The pathways were beautiful, lined up with decorative lanterns that were visually pleasing to the eyes. Eyeing left was an alley, with two people and from the looks of it, the man harrasing a woman. Switching his direction towards the alleyway, he quickened his pace and grabbed the arm of the rather odor-filled man. He smelled of pure alcohol, and his clothes smothered in what looks to be puke, atleast Loki hoped. [color=#58FA58]"Hey hey, it's a festival, don't go around harrasing females."[/color] he said coldy, in contrast to his usual tone. Glanving the female who looked distraught yet relieved that someone came to help [color=#58FA58]"Go."[/color] and with one word she took off. The man got freed from his grip, and with a "Fuck off, Greenie." he swung horizontally towards Loki. He simply stepped backwards to avoid the rather frail swing, and lunged forward digging his knee deep into the mans abdomen. [color=#58FA58]"Now go to sleep for now, don't harass women while you're intoxicated."[/color] he said darkly, in contrast to his eerie smile before the drunk closed his eyes with fear.

Leaving the drunk in his own piss and grime, Loki walked off, cracking his left arm and began walking on the pathway again to the busy festival. The amount of drunken teenagers and children unattended increased with each step. Hearing a large 'DING' or, well 'Crack' his eyes snapped to an attraction, the 'High Striker' as the sign said. Seeing a rather bulky teenager basically breaking the attraction in pieces. Loki chuckled to himself, to see the owner's face distort from greed to utter surprise in quick succession. The teenager then began collecting his prize and handing it to a kid, [color=#58FA58]"How nice of you."[/color] he said to the bulky teenager patting his back, in mock salutations, though his real purpose was to carefully place a [url=http://boe.wallab.ee/variant/20130718-b54efc2cfe718a514ac12f987fa43f22df09ebdd1a20e90b54c6f9f-1024.png]sticky note[/url] as he was passing by, [color=#58FA58]"Well I'll leave you to your devices now, O strong man."[/color] he finished and flashed a mock salutate before leaving. As he was walking away, he hastened his pace, as the strong teenager might notice and subtle disappeared into the crowd of drunken men and women. After his exchange he began looking towards the other attractions filled to the brim with teenagers and adults alike, mostly drunk. [color=#58FA58]"Such a lively atmosphere."[/color]