#ciwinterfestival

Rancis had already pregamed before coming to the festival, so he was already having a good time. It was a different scene than his usual down at the tracks, so he couldn’t complain, especially with the spiked festival drink in his hand to keep his spirits up. “Yo, the drinks here actually aren’t shit like I thought.”

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Unlocking the front door, Anna held it open wide for Hans to enter first, mostly thinking about how they needed to get that baby girl out of the cold before anything else. The lights were still on and heat was flowing through the ducts despite the fact that nearly every other home and business around them seemed to be out of power. “We have backup generators,” she explained as she followed behind him and slid around to start heading out of the foyer and into one of the living rooms, waving for him to follow along. “You two can stay here as long as you need. Until the snow stops or slows down and it’s safe enough to go back out.” Up until this moment Anna hadn’t thought too hard on the sudden blizzard or where it could have come from, but once she stopped at the entrance of the living room to see Elsa pacing across the room, realization dawned on her. Her magic! Elsa could stop this! “Elsa!” she calls out excitedly, rushing forward to her sister. “Why haven’t you stopped the storm yet?” It’s a question said without any thought, though luckily vague enough that it doesn’t give too much away - for it was as soon as the words were out of her mouth that Anna remembered the other person standing in the room with them. “Oh… uhh…” she starts, coming up with some excuse off the top of her head as she looks over at Hans then back at her sister. “Because you know - you know so much about weather patterns….. I didn’t mean why haven’t you stopped it, that’s wrong wording. I meant why didn’t you warn me? Or uhh… yeah.” @hansoftheisles​ / @elsarendelle​

as she slowly began to re-enter consciousness, the first thing poppy realized was she wasn’t alone in bed. which was a bit concerning until she cracked open her eyes and saw angelo laying beside her, their legs still entangled together. it should still be concerning, honestly. but in her still groggy state of mind she’d yet to remember the fact that they hadn’t been together for well over a year and this shouldn’t feel as natural and normal as it does. her eyes close once more for a brief second before fluttering back open, this time paired with her arms reaching upward in a stretch. she’s careful not to move too much though, afraid of waking angelo, before she looks over at him and realizes he too is already awake. “morning,” she says in an almost whisper, offering him a still sleepy smile. the realization that this isn’t normal for them anymore has yet to dawn on her, though the fact that something might not be right is starting to sink in as she takes in the look on angelo’s face. “you okay?” @angelosanger​

Slipping away from Sebastian hadn’t been hard, but as Ariel roamed around the festival in search of a friend or any type of familiar face they were starting to realize maybe it would just been better to stay with him. Getting in line to enter the Ice Palace, they grin at a girl who looked to be maybe around their age. “Hey! Do you think they’re going to do any shows here later? Or is it just open for everyone to skate on their own all night?” Either way Ariel was down, but they’d always wanted to see a performance at the rink and doing it at the winter festival seemed like the perfect chance. “Are you in line? Do you want to skate together?” @wcndybird​

With an arm wrapped tightly around Tyler, the blonde floated a few inches off the ground as they made their way to the festival grounds. While technically impossible, Tink was still determined to keep an eye on all of her boys for the entirety of this event - especially Tyler. No repeat of the incident from the fall fest was going to happen on her watch. Not that she’d likely stick around for long, chances high that she’d get distracted by something or someone else soon enough - but for now she wasn’t going to leave his side. “So, Toots - what are we doing first?” @tylertootlesanderson​

With Helen off doing the wine and design with her friends and Lucius nowhere to be found, Bob was relaxing on the sideline of the festival with no plans to move until someone came and found him. He couldn’t go home, not with Jack-Jack still running around here somewhere, but there wasn’t really much at the event that really caught his attention. Or at least there wasn’t until he spotted his other son darting by, running a bit faster than he should be in such a crowded place. With a sigh, he almost just let it go but he could already hear his wife scolding him for just the thought of not addressing this issue. “Dash,” he called out, a bit harsh and loud enough that he knew the boy would hear as he stood from the bench he’d been sitting at. @dashiel-dash-parr​

staring at the menu above one of the booth stalls, fred couldn’t help but make a face. “this all sounds so fancy,” he complained as he continued to look over all of the options. nothing was appealing to him - everything had cranberries and that just seemed wrong. cranberries should only be in desserts as far as fred was concerned. “we should just bring burrito bros over here. do you think they’d let us do that?” @imgoingghcst​