Kurt and Blaine strolled through downtown Lima, hand in hand. Lima's annual Summer Festival was always so much fun. There were food trucks, fireworks, booths selling knickknacks, and street performances. "Do you want pizza?" Kurt asked Blaine.
"How can you still be hungry? We've already had dough boys, ice cream, and soft pretzels!" Blaine said, laughing.
"My stomach's bigger than yours I guess," Kurt replied. They passed a crowd gathered around a man. "What's going on there?" Kurt asked. They pushed their way to the front and saw a crowd of small children sitting around a man in a purple suit and a big top hat.
There was a big sign in front of him that said "The Great Marco." "I will now need a volunteer for my next trick," The Great Marco said.
"Magicians are so fake," Blaine whispered to Kurt, but Kurt didn't hear him.
Instead, he was jumping up and down with his hand raised.
"I pick, you, sir," The Great Marco said, pointing to Kurt.
Kurt squealed giddily and Blaine laughed and whipped out his phone to film what was bound to be interesting.
"Young man, what is your favorite animal?" the magician asked.
Kurt thought for a moment. "I guess I like dogs," Kurt said.
"Well, reach into this hat," Marco said, holding his top hat out for Kurt.
He reached in and instead of feeling something fluffy, he felt something sharp. "Ouch!" he yelled. He pulled the small animal out, revealing a rabbit. "Your rabbit bit me!" he exclaimed.
"Sorry kid, it happens," Marco replied. He held the rabbit out for the audience to ooh and aah over.
Kurt was dismissed back into the crowd. "What a crummy magician," Kurt said.
"I know, I know," Blaine said gently. "I'll buy you that pizza because the rabbit bit you."