Unlucky situation

「🎤」𝚄𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, when Sunny performs, he’s not expected to recognize every face of his audience. Yes, he gazes among them all as he fills the air with his song, but it’s mostly because he has nothing else to look at, if he weren’t closing his eyes. So when the rare fan comes up to him to praise him, saying they’ve been to every one of his performances, all Sunny could do was greet and smile.

And this rare visit eventually came once more, with the daisy walking offstage after one of wonderful performances. He stared contently into a mirror as he made his way out, bumping into a stranger as he was distracted.

❝Ah–! My bad, mademoiselle! Why’r’ya standin’ here by the backdoor for?❞

Cawn, well experienced in being bumped into, quickly regained her balance. She then noticed who bumped into her, and sighed with a relief. At least this time nothing serious got in her way.

“Ah yes, mr. Seedling! I’m glad to finally meet you! My name is Cawn Cert, and i wanted to cawngratulate you the great performance!“ The harpy clapped her hands approvingly. “You really are a great singer!”

She noticed the object in the daisy’s hand. With the impact of their bump, the mirror could get damaged.

“I don’t really need visitors- I mean, ehem. Oh, crime fiction? I happen to have those, yes, indeed-”

{🕷️} She simply nods her head, using her lower right arm to point to a nearby bookshelf. She seems to be busy with those books being sorted to actually do a more careful guide for the other…

“If you need any help, please let me know. I wouldn’t want you to have any troubles, n-no. I don’t want others to be in trouble for any reason.”

“Thank you!” Cawn nodded her head at Weeper, and moved to the shelf she was pointed too.

Like she was told, she found some interesting crime fiction books. While she read some already, many of them were interesting stories, written by authors she has never heard of. She finished browsing the books, and, just as she put the last rejected one on the shelf, the shelf broke down.

“Oh, I own this place, yes? I-if you’re in need of a book, you can gladly borrow them, but please return them as soon as you can, as I don’t want to get unorganized again…”

{🕷️} And with those words, she began to mumble while going up to a bookcase, using one hand to make some space between some books and another to put the books into place.

“My name is Readin’ Weeper, a-and I hope you don’t mind the cobwebs- I don’t get visitors often…”

Well, it seemed that the books were free, and if the owner agreed to help, Cawn could avoid spending hours on unlucky search for a good book. The harpy clapped her hands, happy that everything was going well for once.

“Well, Weeper, i sure am glad i ran into you!” Cawn grinned at the spider. “The cobwebs are a-okay, but honestly, the name is a little misguiding - people will think this really is an abandoned library! Now that i think of it, maybe that’s why you don’t get many visitors?“

The harpy scratched her chin, trying to remember what exactly was she after.

“Oh, pa-pardon me. I’ll be with you in a small moment…”

{🕷️} Well, it looked as if somebody was actually inside of this cobweb ridden place! Though, the person within this large building seemed to be the ‘new-found’ owner, considering she was currently holding a stack of books in her… …Four arms?

“I need to organize a f-few things, but I can talk… O-or just leave you be and go back to reading after this is done…”

The stranger was smaller than Cawn would have expected her to be - not that she expected to see anyone in here at all. Does abandoned even mean anything anymore? If it turns out she actually needs to pay for the books here-

Cawn loved music. She also knew first hand, how tough singer’s career can be at times. Beacuse of that, she always respected any fellow singers. That’s why, when she heard Sunny singing for the first time, she decided to go, and congratulate him the amazing performance.

Of course, it didn’t go smoothly. Someone with a drink accidentally bumped into her, and then it turned into a long argument. Way too long to catch the singer.

The other time, that was just an unlucky situation - she got carried away by the crowd.

Cawn entered the abandoned library. A bookstore would probably be a better idea, but she really had no coins to spare right now. Looking for a good read, she ventured deeper into the building. She didn’t get too far, before she heard something... or someone.

It wasn’t unusual for Cawn to trip. Stones and cracks seemed to appear under her feet even on the nicest and smoothest roads. However, this was the first time, when instead of landing on the road, she... Fell through it.

While she instinctively prepared for a harsh landing, it seemed that her fall was amortized by something... Or someone. Yes, the thing she landed on was definitely alive.

The hand crawls back to its owner and reattaches.

“We do have a roller cawaster!  We have a roller coaster too!”

He giggles a bit, smiling wide.

“You’ll love it!”

“You bet i will, i just LOVE roller cawsters! It feels like AGES since i rode one!”

Suddenly, Cawn grabs Beppi’s shoulders, her eyer nearly sparkling with excitement.

“Pleasure to meet ya, Cawn!”

He moves his arm, his hand detaching and staying in her’s.

“My name does seem to be pretty well known aroundf here!  Mostly cuz I run the faire on Island 2!  It kinda helps get my name out!”

Cawn dropped the detached hand in surprise, just to burst with laughter just a second later.

“Name’s Beppi the Clown!  Howdy!  And who might you be, stranger?”

He smiled, offering a handshake.

Cawn vigorously shook the clown’s hand, with a wide grin on her face.

He couldn’t contain it, falling on his back in a fit of laughter.

“Wow!  You’re great at this!”

Cawn puffed her chest out, proud of her skill with bird puns.