A Shining New Moon
Buster had about .2 seconds to react after he stepped through the door and was met with 25 simultaneous cries of 'Buster!' Not nearly enough time to prepare himself.
An avalanche of pink energy swarmed him, raining hugs, kisses, and a couple noogies.
"Kids, kids! Give him some space!" His savior arrived in the form of Rosita, swiftly navigating the cloud of children to grasp his hand and help him to his feet. A few piglets clung to his ears, but were promptly batted off by the chiding hands of the dancer. "Sorry, they're just so rambunctious. I don't know whose side of the family it comes from."
"Oh, not a problem." chuckled the showman, adjusting himself.
"Not that I don't mind the surprise, but what're you doing here? Is something wrong with the theater?" Rosita's brows furrowed in worry at the thought of something happening to her second home.
"No, no, not at all!" the koala assured. "The New Moon Theater couldn't shine any brighter, even if I encrusted it with diamonds!" He paused,