A human's friend has been begging them for months to take them to Earth to a local event. Something that all humans could enjoy in one form or another. Something that was fun for all humans but didn't involve large explosions or things being destroyed. The human thought for a long moment and smiled, they had the most perfect idea. And that is how this level one havenworlder ended up sitting and trying deep fried cheese curds and onion rings for the first time, while sitting at a county fair. The human danced in a line dance, the havenworlder tried a merry-go-round, and there was fun and laughter late into the twilight hours. -- DaniAndShali
The Podunk County Fair didn't have fireworks. The budget didn't include it. What they did have was a car with comically oversized tyres squashing defunct vehicles with an option for plumes of smoke from its superstructure. It was not the world's hottest destination for thrillseekers. Well. Not for Human thrillseekers.
Only humanity could commodify this event by splashing HAVENWORLDER SAFE! in large, friendly letters all over the flyers. The result was an optimistic spiel from Companion Fluuph towards Human Ford, who was there for a holiday and family time.
The morning of the week-long Podunk County Fair dawned, and Human Ford put on her shoulder saddle after breakfast. She announced, "I'm takin' Chicken to the fair, any o' y'all comin'?" A small avian cogniscent like Fluuph may have been insulted by the nickname of "Chicken", but Fluuph was used to Humans and their peculiar ways. Besides, they did rather resemble the fluffier breeds of Terran domestic avians.
Surprisingly, the entire family came to watch the spectacle of a pack-bonded Havenworlder in their local fair. Or, considering Humans, unsurprisingly. It was something of a parade, since the immediate family called several aunts, uncles, and cousins to attend the shenanigans.
Fluuph was the first Havenworlder to attend the fair that year. They got a cheap sash to honour the occasion, and later, a plastic crown with equally plastic gems encrusting its surface.
The attractions clearly proclaimed which levels of Havenworlder they were safe for, including the Poketta Boat Ride, which was a leisurely drift through picturesque set pieces and no threat to even the hypothetical Level Six Havenworlder.
Fluuph began there, working their way 'up' through the inoffensive rides until they were at Level Two. Sufficient excitement but not exciting enough to cause stress. Between rides, Fluuph enjoyed such Terran delicacies as corn dogs and cotton candy, they also took time out to appreciate the vegetable displays and pat the more harmless farm animals on display.
Of course this included a joke photo with Fluuph pretending to be offended by the captivity of their lookalike bird.
And, of course, Fluuph stayed to watch the comical truck smash old cars, which was the highlight of the evening.
[Image (c) Can Stock Photo / cynoclub]
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