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After Gem finished waking up she climbed down the ladder from her loft bed in the main barn. She collected her supplies, moving outside to feed her herd of 23 cows and three horses.

Doing so was easy, second nature to Gem as she walked through the barn, refilling water troughs as she did every morning. She greeted every animal and let them all into the small front pasture. they would get moved a little later to the larger pasture but this would do for now.

Once she was finished she refilled the hay and water in the horse stables, leading Roadster and Whiplash to the second pasture where the horses stayed most of the day. Lavender nickered and blew at her, as Gem chuckled and apologized for sleeping in, before saddling the beauty and heading to the non-animal storage.

It was a short walk between the two mainstays of the co-owners of Fast Family Park, siblings-in-law Joel's Garage and Gem's Barn.

She walked in with a loud greeting, "Joel! Morning, I'm putting the cows in the back west field, do you need anything?"

When silence met her she grumbled. "you better not be asleep up there, even i slept in, and im up!" She yelled, dismounting Lavender. The horse seemed to mirror her 'can you believe this guy' look as Gem looped the reins around a nearby fence post and walked in.

More often than not, Joel could be found tinkering or sleeping in the car, more at home in the bucket seat than any bed Gem could offer. Joel's car was the centerpiece of the main garage, a few parts and some extra karts layed to the side, but for the most part the wide space was clean. It was some rare, classic, fast car she shouldnt be bothered to remember the name of, though shes sure he's said the name a million times.

Gem tip-toed through the three bay garage, glancing in the car before being surprised he wasn't asleep in the passenger seat. Whatever, not like she needed him to know, it was just polite.

"I'm putting the cows in the west field!" She yelled once more, hoping to get some response. When no one answered she rolled her eyes, and left on Lavender.

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Tangotek stretched out as he woke. There was soft light breaking through the tops of his dark red curtains and he wondered tiredly if he's missed a meeting or finally got fired. He didn't know where the meeting was being held, so he could always blame the strange meeting places as the reason he's late today.

Pushing himself up with a groan, Tango forced himself to get up and get ready, before leaving the totally-legal-apartment he made for himself in the top of his own Wood Tower.

Yes, pause for laugh, ha-ha, the place he works in the Tuff Towers is the Wood Tower, and its the smallest, and, since he ended up breaking an old lock, lives in a glorified storage shed on the third floor. It had curtains, a bed, a dresser for his two work uniforms and multiple underclothes- no real casual clothing, and his jacket. He carried a 5 gallon water container up the steps every few days.

He has to use the employee locker room on the second floor, cleaning the whole thing on his way out before getting yelled at in some meeting for the dying park. Tango knew they were running out of ideas and money was dwindling; if they couldn't make rent this year then the Tuff Towers would be closed permanently. The whole thing was sad, as the person who inherited the title just coasted until they couldn't, slowly hemorrhaging money until they only had three main employees left. Himself, Bdoubleoh and Etho. They were practically running the whole park themselves with some string and the post-it note.

Not like the two other mainstays seemed to care, with Bdubs never getting the point that they are dying because no one likes his strange requests and Etho looking for away out, keeping up with classified ads and 'help wanted' signs around the town. Maybe they should just call it quits, just close the park one day and never open it again and when people come asking for Tuff Towers Builders Park he'd just shrug and move on.

But he couldn't. Tango was basically homeless, Bdubs was his friend and trying super hard and Etho was reliable when it came down to the wire. He could leave, but really had no where to go and no one to care. Even Etho didn't want to leave until Tango was in a more secure situation.

Tango hated it, feeling like he was anchoring Etho down, just because the guy couldn't leave him behind. They'd sink together before the man let him go, and while Tango was incredibly grateful, he was also scared he was on a ticking clock before Etho grew to resent him.

The heavy mahogany door didn't have any signs on it indicating the daily "How do we fix this sinking ship?' meeting hadn't been changed and he was officially late. Maybe this would be the break they all secretly needed. Tango braced himself for the anger before he pushed the door open.

[ren wakes up and immediately starts feeding animals. he has turtles, axolotls, both river and tropical fish, jellyfish, squid and a massive kelp forest to take care of. Martyn takes care of of the park part of the amusement park. He oversees the safety and use of the observation tower; a massive ufo-shaped structure that slowly rose a group of patrons to a height of 80 and did two rotations before lowering and restarting the process. He also had a drop tower, a mid sized wooden roller coaster and a small fairgrounds with 5 other kiddie rides. A scrambler, a funhouse, a large slide, a school bus ride shaped like a pirate ship and a swing set in a circle rides. Ren meets with Martyn and they discuss the weekly plans, starting with opening to the public for the spring and summer. Fall and winter were dormant, both for the fish health and because it was very hard to compete in the fall against the nearby Creaking Hills Haunted Trail, Haunted Mansion, and Haunted fairgrounds starting weekends in august. The whole Affair took more and more space it did not deserve in the tri-state area, if you asked Ren. August to January(6) was far more than just October. His humble conservation however was open to the public from late march to october, but he may as well cut off october too with how hard it was to get customers away from the Creaking Hills. Ren knew he shouldn't be jealous, but gosh darnit, he worked hard for his aquarium and only young adults seemed to care. Schools came by all the time of course, but his beautiful pristine tanks were wasted on the middle schoolers who would rather be anywhere but there, until they got to the wet specimen portion and got either excited or grossed out. Ren didnt hate the bext generation or anything, but goodness, could anyone show appreciation to all the hard work that went into his life passion? was that really too much to ask?

Ren snapped back into focus as A [fish type] splashed water at him. he chuckled, 'okay okay' he apologized and kept talking to his fish as he fed them, checking the many meters and monitors that helped him care for his marine life.

Today he took his time, saying hello to all his fish, all his jellies, his squid pod, and each and every axolotl. He would clean the tanks in two days, on monday. For now his filters were changed and everything was in working order. They could be open today, but as of right now they only had a skeleton crew of himself and Martyn, and his crew of specialists only came in once a month to monitor the things Ren couldn't adjust on his own. They had an on-call vet, but the vet also worked for the only other entertainment park that employed animals.

So on-site it was just himself and Martyn. Who really had nothing to do in the winter and bad weather days. He kept a close monitor on weather and wind for safety, but there was by no means a professional set up for the weather radar. Martyn used satellite and his best guess before turning to the actual local meteorology center. He has always been really close though, and Ren was always impressed with how similar Martyns guess was to daily outcomes.