Two men were flanking a man who wearing a black tuxedo and a scarf loosely wrapped around his neck. In his hand was a wand with a rounded tip, as well as a hat that was often used by magicians.
He looked at the audience and nodded. His nod was met with cheers and thunderous applause.
"Wow, wow, patience, patience, not yet," said the man on the man's left. The man turned out to be the sheriff of the area.
His friend who was on the opposite side smiled at his words,"They can't wait anymore, sir," he said.
"Yeah, I know, me too," the man in the middle joined in while continuing to smile at people, "kids, now bring me the party poppers," he ordered.
A party popper is now within his grasp.
"Now, I'm officially opening this celebration," he shouted, and everyone cheered, then started the countdown just as the governor was saying.
However, despite all the effort, the party popper didn't want to explode either. There were no pieces of paper flying in the air. The party stalled.
Everyone was silent, including the two people who were escorting the governor.
"Hey, Jack, this thing doesn't look like it's working properly," Governor McMougunie told his sheriff.
"Why?"
“Damn!” the governor was getting frantic.” He made a gesture for the people to be patient.
"Oh please, you guys are looking for ideas, idiots!" he cursed his two subordinates, "useless!"
He was still trying to open the party popper. People started cheering for them, that damn thing would ruin everything.
Then, "here, take it," the sheriff held out his gun.
The governor was silent, "What do you mean?"
"Use this," said the sheriff.
The governor's brow furrowed. However, without thinking he grabbed the sheriff's gun and fired it three times.
"Pop, pop, pop!!!"
Gunshots echoed through the air. At first the people were silent, because they too were not prepared for the governor's actions. However, a moment later they began to cheer with joy. The autumn celebrations seem to have started!
"Sir, why did you open fire," the sheriff quickly reloaded his gun, trembling slightly.
"Because, you were the one who told me to? Idiot!"
"I didn't mean that, sir. I thought you could hit the party popper cover with the butt of my gun, but, well—"
The three fell silent.
"Besides, the party has started," said the governor, with a very strange smile.
"Mr. governor—, sherif, umm, sorry to interrupt your conversation," suddenly the man who came with the sheriff grabbed the governor's hand.
"What?"
"Yeah, what is that Anthony?" added the sheriff.
"There, look up," he pointed up there, where a giant balloon seemed to be getting bigger and closer towards them. The zeppepin looks withered and not filled with air.
"Run!!!"
"Why did you shoot the balloon, sir," said the sheriff as he ran.
"Idiot, how would I know that that's where my balloon was."
Looks like there won't be a carnival this year.
