Ellie woke up early this morning, it was opening day of the festival and five thousand things needed to be done yesterday that were going to be done today. Due to the nature of the festival being a very family and community-based affair, with the more adult things coming out later such as the nightclubs and the bars after nine o'clock, they had lent the land to the Cub Scouts (Badum tsss) for their push cart championship, expecting the cubs to clear up after themselves. Instead, it looked like a bomb had gone off, papers were everywhere. There was a pile of discarded pushcarts with the wheels on or not, and when she looked upon it was just one thought. "We're never gonna get this done, are we?" sighing she grabbed a cart and wheeled it over to the stack of discarded cars and loaded them up. This was going to be what she would have to do for the next hour or so before the start of the festival, she just had to hope that the stalls could be set up as everyone else worked to clear up.