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The crowd was already starting to grow when they arrived. Malhelo let out a groan in annoyance. He and Phantom had been sent to watch over the younger ones, and, while Phantom was actually likely to enjoy himself, Malhelo tended to dislike raucous events such as this. Though… He had never actually seen anything quite like this before.     Floon floated slightly above the rest of the group, trying to scout out good spots, and good snacks, and whatever else caught his interest. Lavender was holding Mildred’s hand, trying to provide a sense of comfort to the more anxious Whismur. The pair of them were chattering back and forth with Floon, occ...