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And now, for the third part...

Chapter Three: Cotton Candy and Face Paint

"Keefe, for all the mallowmelt in the world, would you please stop holding the bear in the air? People are starting to stare." Keefe had spent the last few moments holding Mr. Fluffbutt high up, like a baby lion about to be made king. "I can't! He's too darn cute! Well, Mrs. Stinkbottom is still awesome, but still-hold on, Foster. What. Is. That?!" He was pointing at a cotton candy cart, loaded with the fluffy pink-and-blue sweet. "That's cotton candy," Sophie said, starting to smile at the adorable face Keefe was making. "Well, whatever it is, I WANT SOME." Sophie shook her head. "I don't know..." "Come on, Foster, this could very well the first-and last-chance I ever get to experience whatever that fluffy thing is! Think of me!" Keefe begged. She narrowed her eyes, but sighed and gave in. "Fiiine. But keep in mind that this very well be the last time I do what you want to me do." "Hey, you're the one who was all pushy about the ride of doom, Foster." "Pink or blue?" the man behind the counter asked. Sophie and Keefe exchanged looks. "Pink," they said in unison. The man handed them two fluffy swirls on sticks, and she paid for them. Keefe took one bite and his eyes stretched huge. "This is ten times better than mallowmelt!" and promptly started devouring his. Sophie could disagree-but cotton candy was pretty good. She looked over. "What the-Keefe!" his was gone in approximately 9.2 seconds, leaving a grinning, cotton-candy-plastered Keefe behind. "Honestly, not too fast, or that ride may come back," she scolded. He scoffed. "That was delicious and thereby worth the trouble." They walked around for a little, Sophie occasionally letting Keefe play some games-but then he spotted the face paint stand. His eyes widened again. Sophie immediately guessed what he was thinking. "Oh no. Keefe, don't you ''dare." ''But he was already dragging her towards is. "Foster! Do you see all those colors and designs? I bet the unicorn one would look especially cute on you." Sophie rolled her eyes. "Come on, last time. Here's a deal: if you pay for this, we each get to decide what face pan design goes on each other's face." Keefe wheedled. Sophie frowned. On one hand, she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of getting what he wanted-''again. But on the other hand, some of those designs would look awesome ''on Keefe. She sighed again. "Okay, deal. Sit down, pretty boy." "Hey, since when did I take Fitz's nickname?" he complained as she paid the lady. "Since I'm paying, I get to choose first," Sophie announced. Keefe groaned. Sophie grinned, scanning the designs on the board. "Okay," she said finally. "I choose...

Annnnnd, cue cliffhanger! Sorta. But I have to go to bed, so sorry! I'll post the rest tomorrow when I can find the time to.

-Icebluemoonlark4eva ​​