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The festival:


Tommy's pov:

I had a dreadful sleep, if you can even call it that. The whole night I was dedicated to going back to sleep,

yet everytime I was forced to wake up by my nightmares.

If I could, I would stay in my hotel room all day, but unfortunately Father John came knocking on my door and telling me to get ready for the festival.

I showered, with wet hair I got dressed in some nice items and clothes.

Funnily enough every single piece of clothing that is even considered to be okay was given to me by people in this city.

Though I treasure Marigolds gift to me (Her grandsons jacket), It's regarded, by many people, as an object for the homeless as it looks

destitute and dilapidated. No offense to the dear old lady who at the most needed time took money out of her

ass, as Father John had taken everyones money away, but the jacket looks like it had been shredded by a Leppard and then chewed on by a

very hungry pig.

The jacket is in much better condition than all my other clothes given to me in The Batiant.

Jack, who had seen me wearing the piece of clothing, had gifted me a new one.

The pieces of fabric that I chose to clothe myself in, are the denim shorts from fundy, the blue blouse from Bad,

The jacket from Jack (I know, I know, but focus on the rest of the description) and the bee hairclip that

tubbo had given me.

Before I left the hotel Adeline gave me a birthday wish and hug.

So now here I am, waiting in a crowd of people for the royal family to come and speak.

As I look at the huge empty wooden state where the Family would speak, I try and observe the festival closer.

There are blue, purple, pink and red banners everywhere. At the edges of the huge square like road, there are stands of things that people are selling, food, clothes and toys.

We all stand in the central area of the city, the ground is made of concrete. It's about 700 meters by 700 meters.

There are a few pictures of a young blonde boy, with bright blue eyes who had been taken away from them.

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