The central fairgrounds were a mess of people and noise. Laughter. Singing. The normal carnival music and the game masters trying to entice people to try their luck and their hand at ring toss or fishing for snow flakes. Weaving through the crowd, Tide was headed toward the craft booths at the edges. There were all types of crafts here. From making your own hot coco bomb to splashing glitter and glue on every surface imaginable.
For Tide, her destination was the booth where paper snowflakes were being made. Never mind that snowflakes were falling down from the sky. She wanted to make her own and hang them up in her windows.
Sitting down, she dragged over the paper and the scissors. Tongue poked out as she carefully cut out each snowflake. One for her. One for Jason. One for Khareesh. And slightly smaller ones for each of her companions. Each one would be decorated according to their own personalities. Some of them were a challenge. Sinet's almost turned into a black void, but some pretty fluorescent red glitter helped save it. Just barely though.
It may be a bit troublesome to eventually get home, but Tide was having a fun time making each snowflake. That was all anyone could want right?