Yes this was inspired by the 4-H fair I am apart of and had a blast at.

On their way down Main Street in search of their hotel the group passed The Three Sisters. Were Caradon and his men looking at them from upstairs? Were they hiding throughout the town watching them? Would they be attack before the three-day limit? Two drunk men staggered out of the door, each supporting the other.

"Either The Three Sisters is a bar or those guys got kicked out for uncontrolled drinking." Annie said disgusted.

With a bit more searching and asking the locals their desired hotel was found. much to everyone's relief no one inside or coming out looked like they had an overdose of ale.

Ten minutes later

"Now that we're checked in lets check out this festival." Ed motioned.

"How can you be so relaxed?" Lame asked slightly worried his friend wasn't aware of the danger.

"Even though I highly doubt it, if anything goes wrong with this meeting Caradon wouldn't you like to enjoy yourself without a cast or neck brace. Like I said, I seriously doubt it." Ed added quickly seeing the look on their faces.

"KUN! Kun! Kun!"

Dixie grabbed Ren's hand and excitedly pointed toward the fairground. From beyond the fairground gates a colorful wooden carousel played its joyful music.

"Oh, Ed's right. Lets go." Ren escorted a very happy Dixie to the entrance gate.

"What'll it hurt? Onward march people." Clen announced.

Everyone split up into three groups of three so the alchemists could be with them at all times. Al went with Ren and Dixie, Ed with Gox and Clen and Chanty with Annie and Lame. It was agreed that everyone met back at the carousel so they could get lunch and explore the livestock barns afterwards. With those plans set, the group split up.

All over there were booths of games and the music of a band could be heard through a loud speaker and the friends spent hours having the time of their lives. Well, Gox obviously had a bit of trouble enjoying himself like everyone else but the atmosphere was full of happiness and excitement so that was enough for him. Ren found his joy of the day in Dixie's smile. He'd never seen her so happy as she was on his shoulders with an ice cream in one hand and a balloon tied to her wrist. Clen realized the hard way that sharing the cotton candy he won with Ed was NOT the best idea. I'm sure the term 'sugar buzz' might explain what happened.

One of the games appeared to be more of a trick than a fair game so Chanty and his group checked into it.

"Well howdy there little missy." The owner of the game booth greeted Annie. "How would you like to try out my challenge? It's a cheap toll and the prizes are excellent so why don't you give it try for yourself? What is the challenge you ask?" He smiled and pulled off a red blanket with yellow stars from a cage. Inside a scarlet macaw perched. "My challenge is to make this birdie here talk. Think you've got what it takes to charm the animals?"

"Just a minute." Annie turned to huddle with the other two. "Can you believe that guy! I'll bet that he smuggled that bird from somewhere yesterday and its never spoken a word in its life."

"Of course he can make money off of it." Lame agreed. "People will try thinking they can do it but it's a dead end. They might as well just give the guy their money."

"I bet we can shut this guy up." Chanty said. "Look at the current jackpot. Double or nothing he adds up the money he's made and takes out ten percent of the jackpot for himself in case he loses so he's not out on everything."

"Don't worry." Annie told them. "I think I can pull this off." She turned around. "Ok, I'll do it."

"That's the spirit." The man said and put the cage closer to Annie.

"On one condition." She added. "I'll pay double the price you want and if I win I get to keep the bird." Thinking she was out of her mind the man agreed.

She bent close to the bird and whispered some things to it. To prevent the man from getting suspicious the boys just started talking to him as a way of distraction. After a minute or so Annie straightened up.

"Ok, birdie. I want you to say, 'hello Annie.' And say it like you mean it."

Nothing. The man looked amused.

"Well it was a nice try but…"

" 'ello Annie, swquark!"

The booth owner looked horrified and Chanty and Lame just gave each other high-fives.

"H-how could? It's never…"

" 'Ike you mean it, Annie. Swquark! Ay it ike you mean it!"

12:00

Everyone met as planned at the carousel, and everyone had started to get hungry. But a few new members had joined the party. Annie with her bird and Dixie (with help from her brother) had won three little fish. Lunch didn't last too long; everyone was so understandably hungry they inhaled their meal. Next up were the livestock barns. Nobody stuck around the cows or pigs for too long as it was it smelled pretty bad. Ren had a hard time getting Dixie away from a fuzzy lamb that she wanted to pet so badly in the barn with the sheep and goats. Clen found it so bizarre that the pupils of some goats were rectangles. Ed and Lame went to the stables and the Fullmetal had quite a laugh when every horse stuck its head out to give Lame a sniff.

Thinking this would be the best way to spoil his little sister Ren motioned for everyone to get some ice cream. On their they passed a barn where six fat golden hens pecked around it. Not knowing what made him do it Ed turned around after they had gone past the barn and had to do a few double takes before he started laughing. Chanty was the first to notice this.

"What are you laughing at?"

"(snicker)"

"Oh, you're laughing at me. Ok what's the joke."

"Look behind you."

A little afraid of what he might find the Dawn slowly turned around and…"Oh you have got to be kidding."

At this point everyone had turned back to see what was holding up the two alchemists. Once they saw what made Ed laugh they laughed too.

Marching behind Chanticleer in a single file line were eight plump hens.

"Go on, go away!" he tried kicking at the first hen but it just backed up and stared

"Looks like he's quite the babe in the henhouse don't he?" Annie teased through laughter.

"You guys just go get your ice cream." The Dawn snapped. "I'm gonna try and shake these ladies off."

"Can't escape natural charm can you?" Ed whispered to Dixie who giggled.

Grumbling about his new fan girls Chanty trudged away with the hens following him like baby ducks after their mother.

After Ice Cream

"So where do ya think that painted feather duster went off to?" Annie asked looking around.

"I heard someone talking about a rabbit barn that also had poultry, maybe we should try there." Al suggested. Clen shook his head.

"Nonsense. All we have to do is follow the trail of broken hearted hens."

At the Barn

"Kun, kun!" Dixie squealed. Upon entering the barn she immediately fell in love with a fluffy white bunny with floppy ears and Siamese cat patterns on its ears, feet and face.

"Phew, sure stinks in here." Gox said.

"Chickens tend to be that way…thank God Chanty doesn't." Annie said.

"If you're going to refer to him like that he prefers rooster to chicken." Al said.

"Speak of the devil, here's our man." Lame announced. "I see you've lost your-"

"Shut up."

"Well that's---Hey! He told me to shut up!"

"Chanty, that's not very…"

"Quiet. I'm putting this guy in his place."

"Huh!"

The Dawn had crouched next to a cage that contained a rooster the size of a small dog. Stout gray legs supported a densely feather-covered body, its talons were thick and sharp like a falcon. The top half of its wings were white and the bottom half were black with a thin strip of green between them. A small head with amber eyes, a yellow beak and large ruby crown sat atop a cylindrically domed neck. The white feathers of the neck blended with black as they neared the body. Thick black feathers made up the tail and the wings were tucked close to its body to give it a proud and somewhat stuck up look.
What everyone heard was a bunch of clucks and crows from the rooster and Chanty was making a similar cluck noise with his mouth slightly open. Dixie pulled herself away from the bunny to get closer to him and was clearly fascinated with how his Adams apple moved as he 'clucked' (for lack of a better term). Here's what was said.

"Heh, you may look human but I could sense your un-human-niss from a mile away."

"Yeah sure."

"Don't you back talk me! See this ribbon? First place grand champion for best in breed."

"If you hadn't said best in breed I would've asked if they judged bad attitudes."

"Oh a wise guy! I'll have you know where I come from I'm the best breeding rooster there is. No other pipsqueak rooster wanna-bes gets anywhere near my hens cuz they know what's good for them. And guess what? I saw you with MY hens. You're lucky I've got this cage to hold me back otherwise I'd claw your eyes out and peck your head so full of holes you'll look like Swiss cheese!"

"Ever cross whatever mind you may have I could easily snap your neck?"

"HA! Like you would. I say you're too chicken to kill a chicken!"

"Oh ya do?"

"Yeah! And furthermore I'm compelled to tell you that your hair looks worse than a duck when it's molting. If my feathers were messed up that bad I'd…Hey, HEY! What are you doing!"

The ego filled birds voice had quickly gone to bragging/insulting mode to wild panic. It tried to hide its distress with its tough-guy tone but pretty much failed when Chanticleer made a motion to open the cage door.

"HEY! What do you think you're…you're not authorized to…c-c-close that door or you'll be sorry!"

"What will I be sorry for?"

"I'll s-start squawking and crowing like you w-wouldn't believe an-and m-my mistress will hear m-me and get rid of you!"

"What's the matter? Is Mr. King of the Coop not going to back up what he says to a pipsqueak wanna-be?"

"N-n-no! I c-could take y-you on with…I-I mean…you d-d-didn't really think I meant…what I really meant was…JULIE HELP! HE'S GONNA KILL ME!"

Chanticleer closed the cage door, straightened up and walked away. The poor thing was so scared at this point it could've laid an egg, regardless of being a male. About that time its owner came around, attracted to his constant squawking.

"Catastrophe, what's the matter?" She said opening the cage and stroked him.

"That kid's the matter! The one with the stupid jacket and bad hair!"

Catastrophe? Chanticleer thought. How fitting.

Well, Catastrophe told his mistress the whole story about how a raving, foaming-at-the-mouth idiot tried to steal his precious ribbon and when he told the guy to leave it alone he was threatened with a knife to have his head cut off and his feet used for voodoo.

Obviously no one understood him except Chanty who tried his best and failed to keep his laughter to himself.

HEEHEEHEE! HAHAAHAHA! Hoho! Giggle!

(Both Me and Chibi me roll on floor laughing)

Me – (wipes away happy tear while Chibi me spews fountain tears) Oh boy that was fun. How I have longed to do that for the longest time! I certainly like the way it turned out, what about you?

Chibi me – (laughing too hard to answer)

Me – Best to soak up the good times while we can because things are going to take a drop from here.

AlchemysBlood – Drop? You mean plummet.

Me – SHhhhh! Just cuz I give you spoilers doesn't mean you can hint things to those that don't know.

AlchemysBlood – You wanna know something?

Me – If it involves me, any item that belongs to me or anything on this planet being made out of cheese than no.

AlchemysBlood – (snaps fingers cuz she cant think of a way around it)