i'll be using a bunch of different OCs in this! I'll add there tag in brackets like ( #dfSkipper) whenever I introduce a new character!

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i'll just write a 'starting post'... gimme a sec..,

( #dfCitrus)

The sky was clear and deep blue. The seaside was pleasantly warm with a cool breeze blowing through.

Set up along the beach and grass were tents, stalls, and food carts, and several beach towels, umbrellas, and deck chairs.

There was a large white wooden deck to one side, and on it were a few tables and a bar, which was closed - it seemed the bartender was yet to arrive. A small blue slide curved from the deck into the sea.

Reclining under an umbrella was Citrus, waiting impatiently for the first guests to arrive.

( #RRCrowley)

'Everyone told me this was gonna be fun,' Crowley muttered to himself as he entered the festival grounds. 'This place looks reeeeaaally quiet.' He visited the bar first, disappointed to find that there wasn't anyone there to serve him.

After a while, he flew down to the place where a large pink tent had been set up. Warily slipping inside, he found a comfortable-looking area with several armchairs, sofas, beanbags, and games.

'...Huh. Well, I guess I'll just chill here until someone shows up,' he said.

Citrus' ears pricked as she heard rustling from inside the tent. She excitedly got to her paws and trotted over to it.

"Hello?" she called, peering inside. She grinned when she saw Crowley. "Hey! You're here for the party, right?"

( @Draco)

Crowley was slumped in one of the beanbags with his wings stretched out. 'Oh, hey......... Citrus,' he said boredly, after some time of not being able to remember her name. 'Wouldn't call this a party, to be honest. It's pretty dead right now.'

( #dfSkipper)

Her face fell. "Yeah... I mean, nobody was expecting crowds to pour in, but I thought SOMEONE would be here."

Just then, a small furry grey shape could be seen walking past the front of tent. The masked cat gave Citrus a glance, then carried on looking around the area.

( @Draco)

Crowley gasped dramatically and jumped off his beanbag. He clumsily chased after Skipper and tackled him to the ground. 'Skipperrr my booooy!' he exclaimed in delight. 'You came! It's not dead after all!'

Citrus watched them go, seeming to have perked up a bit. "They're in love," she said happily to herself.

"Crowley!" Skipper wriggled out of the crowdragon's grip. "Nice to see there's someone cool here. Fancy getting something to eat and then looking at the games?"

( @Draco)
(Citrus no)

'Yeah!' said Crowley enthusiastically. 'I wanna look at all of the market stalls too and see if there's anything cool I could steal later!'

(hello!! Can I join in :) I wanna get in on some summer fun!!!)

( @spiraling
sure, join in!!)

@radiant

Skipper nodded. "I don't have any money, so I'll be stealing too." he set off towards one of the many snack carts and added, "We should have a competition to see who can steal the most."

( @Draco)

Crowley grinned toothily. 'I bet I'll be able to steal the most. I'm a master thief. You're way too conspicuous.'.

@rad

"I'm a lot smaller than you, though," Skipper teased. "I can at least slip away into a gap while you'll be flailing about for everyone to see," he laughed.

(I'll be using this dude #SUXander :) )

Xander shut the door to his truck and walked around opening the passenger door. A girl with brown hair jumped out and tugged at her dress, trying to pull it over her knees.
"When you said we were going to a party, this wasn't what I had in mind." Xander shut the door and look at the girl, her brown hair all tied up, and in an incredibly fancy dress,
"Yeah, well I knew it was a party and it was on the beach." He says, scratching at his ear.
"You KNEW it was on the beach?! Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have worn these!!" She gestures to the four inch heels she has on. She puts her hand on his shoulder, balancing while slipping the heels off. "I can't believe you did this."
"Come on it was kind of funny." He relents. Olive let's out a small grumble,
"Funny maybe to you, but not to me!" She scoffs. Xander grabs her heels and throws them into the bed of the truck and takes her hand.
Making their way to the shore he whispers, "Let's just try to have a good time, alright?"

( @Draco)

'You'll just get stepped on,' said Crowley. 'I can fight back if things get nasty. What are you gonna do, kill everyone with your adorableness?'

@radiant

"That's the plan," Skipper beamed, his tail high in the air. "Nobody would be able to send me to jail. I'm too cute."

@spiraling

Citrus spotted the pair and hurried over to them. "Hey! I'm so glad you're here!" she exclaimed. "I'm Citrus, who are you? And d'you want me to show you around?"

( @Draco)

Crowley scoffed. 'Yeah, OK buddy, you believe whatever you like.' He raised his head suddenly, sniffing the air. 'Hey, is that hotdogs I can smell?'

(Leaving the computer so I'll be slow from now on/only replying infrequently)

@rad
okey dokers)

"Seems like it," agreed Skipper as he, too, raised his nose and drew in the scent of hotdogs. "Over there," he pointed his tail toward a blue van in which a short red-haired woman stood, looking bored.

Xander looked at the small cat and smiled, showing off straight white teeth,
"Hey, I'm Xander and this big baby over here is Olive." He wraps his arm around Olive's shoulders as he introduces her.
"Big baby?!" She all but screeches, "you're the one who decided not to tell me this was a beach party!! Whose the child in this relationship?!" Xander looks over at Olive calmly,
"You are if you keep screeching like that. Next thing I know I come with a girl and I leave with a girl and three seagulls." Looking back at the cat Xander smiles, "yeah that'd be great! I'd love to get a drink. I'm thirsty."
Olive, who was in shock from his previous statement, grumbles, "it's not like you drank a whole bottle of Gatorade on the way here."

( @Draco)

Crowley wasted no time in bounding up to the van, smoothly shifting to his human form mid-run. 'Three hotdogs, please,' he said, casually tossing his scarf over his shoulder to get it out of the way. 'Ketchup and no mustard.'

@spiraling

Citrus giggled at their bickering. "Nice to meet you! There's a bar up on the deck, but I don't know if our bartender is here yet - super slow dude, he is. How about the milkshake stall or juice cart instead?"

@rad

"Sure, coming right up," the woman replied in a slightly monotone voice, going over to a pot of hotdog sausages and taking three out.

Skipper wound himself around Crowley's legs, looking up at him. "Who's the third one for?" he asked casually.

( #RRArmin)

Up on the deck area, a tall blond-haired vampire was standing by himself, looking out across the ocean. It was a beautiful day. //Whoever set up this place did a pretty good job of it,// he thought, gazing appreciatively around the colourful festival grounds. //Shame it's probably going to be really crowded later on.// He leaned against the railing, enjoying his momentary peace and quiet.

(I'm just gonna leave him there, so if anyone wants to interact with him then feel free - if not, then I'll just do something with him later.)

Xander's eyes light up at the mention of a milkshake. Olive, who saw those eyes light up, shakes her head, "oh no. You are not getting a milkshake!" Xander looks over at her in confusion,
"What? Why not?" He asks, eyes focused on her. Olive purses her lips,
"Need I remind you of the day of the barbecue?" Xander puts a hand over his face,
"Olive, that was a one time thing!! And Mac put something in that ice cream!" Olive laughs,
"Xander it was catnip, you were eating a tub of ice cream as a panther and I swear." She looks at Citrus, "he went crazy, batting at the air where things weren't, it was so funny. At any cost, keep him away from ice cream. We don't want a repeat."
Xander lowers his hand from his face, sighing, "That's for sure, juice will be fine I suppose." He levels a glare at Olive who just smiles back.

( @Draco)

Crowley shrugged. 'I dunno. We could have one and a half each. Or I'll have two.' He impatiently tapped his fingers on the side of the van while he waited for the woman to get their food.

@spiraling

"Hehehe, I'll let the owner of the milkshake stall know," Citrus laughed. "Juice is this way, close to the sand!"

She merrily skipped away toward the cart, looking back over her shoulder to check they were following.

@rad

"Let's split it," Skipper decided. "We could always get more later."

The woman squirted some ketchup onto the first hotdog and passed it out the window, then put the second one into its bun. "No onions?" she asked.

( @Draco)

'Uhh, no. Why would I want onions if I didn't ask for onions? Also, onions are disgusting.' Crowley muttered the last part in an undertone. Then, to Skipper, he said: 'Next time we could get burgers. They smell pretty good too.'

Xander and Olive followed behind the cat. When they got to the sand their feet started to sink down into it, and Olive gasped, "ouch! Hot hot hot hot." She jumped from one foot to the other as they walked. Xander laughed,
"Regret not wearing those heels?" He asked.
Olive, jumping from one foot to the other, growled, " you're the gentleman here, you should be giving me your shoes or carrying me, or SOMETHING!"
Xander yawned, as they continued to follow the cat. "You know I would, but I just don't feel up to it." Olive glanced over at him, still hopping from foot to foot,
"No, you're just lazy." She stated. She called up to the small cat, "so, what flavors of juice do you guys have? Cause if you have anything remotely sour, give it to him."

@rad

"Mmhm, they do - everything that smells like meat smells good, I guess," Skipper said, flopping down on Crowley's feet. "Actually, everything here smells pretty appetising. Even the not-meat."

The woman finished the other two hotdogs and passed them out. "That'll be six-ninety, please."

( @Draco)

Crowley stared up at the woman for a moment with a deadpan look on his face. Then he suddenly grinned, grabbed all three of the hotdogs, and took off running. 'Nnnnnope, see ya!' he yelled in between bouts of laughter. 'C'mon, Skips!'

@spiraling

"I'd suggest our limited edition grapefruit flavour," Citrus grinned back, stopping in front of the juice cart. There was a chirpy-looking anthropomorphic lizard of some sort stood there, drinking what seemed to be a glass of juice from his own stall. He waved welcomingly at Xander and Olive.

@rad

"Oi!" yelled the woman. "You bloody crook! I'm calling the police, I am!"

Skipper looked up at her, meowed innocently, and charged after Crowley, smirking under his mask.

Xander eyed the lizard, unsure of how to feel about a reptile selling him juice. Olive walked up the counter, her feet having gotten used to the hot sand, and leaned forward and stage whispered, "I'd like a grapefruit juice smoothie thingy, extra sour for the sour head behind me."
Xander rolled his eyes, "Olive, I can hear you." She glanced over her shoulder and then back at the lizard, shaking her head,
"He can't hear us." She whispers. Xander sighs, and runs a hand through his hair. A quick movent catches his eye and he watches as someome darts away from a nearby stand.

( @Draco)

'You can't stop meeee!' Crowley yelled back rebelliously. He paused for a split second to get his bearings, then calmly headed off towards the market area, thinking that there might be more people there and they could lose themselves in the crowd.

@spiraling

"Right away, ma'am," the lizard said, holding back a chuckle. "Anything for you? Or just the grapefruit?"

Citrus followed Xander's eyes. "Huh... they're in a hurry," she said quietly. "And the lady in the van is... yelling something...?"

@Rad

"Nice one," Skipper purred, trotting beside his friend. "Do you think the police are actually going to get here?"

( @Draco)

Crowley leaned back against a tree, casually tossing Skipper one of the hotdogs. 'Nah, I bet this kind of thing happens all the time. She probably won't even call them.' He bit the end off his own hotdog, muttering a curse when he accidentally spilt ketchup down his front.

"you think they did something...." Xander looks around and then leans down towards the cat's ear, "illegal?" He whispers, his eyes huge. Olive shakes her head at the lizard,"no thanks I'm good." She walks over to Xander and pats at his cargo shorts' pockets. Startled, Xander looks down at her,
"What do you think you're doing?" He asks. She pulls his wallet out of his pocket and grabs a ten dollar bill,
"I've gotta pay for the drink, you idiot." She puts the wallet back in his pocket and returns to the counter.
"You didn't bring you're own money?! Is that all I'm good for? My looks and my money?" He asks. Olive looks over her shoulder,
"Well for one, at 'parties' you usually don't have to pay for things, but you neglected to tell me that this wasn't a party. And second yeah pretty much."

(I've gotta go, got stuff I gotta do x( but I had fun in the short time I was here!! I'll try to come back later :D )

(See you around, Spiraling!)

hecc
see ya later spiral! i sorta disappeared for a walk anyway o o p s

(Bye!! That's alright! don't worry x) )