The Happiness Express

Still chuckling over his escapade at Fate's facepainting booth, Harvey sauntered through the State Fair crowds with an incessant grin on his now-colorful face, a bunch of balloons trailing merrily behind him and conspicuously smashing into the faces of anyone who passed him by. Having balloons tied to his arms and scribbled all over his face was throwing him into a rather giddy, ridiculous mood, and he didn't mind the strange and/or disturbed looks he was getting from the folks who could actually see him. Really, he was pretty amused by them. He felt like he could do anything. He felt like...

Choo-choo!

...Hijacking a train.

The children's ride had been making rounds around the fair all day, and Harvey had contemplated hopping onto it more than once, but one thing or another always ended up grabbing his attention first. Now, having seen a good amount of the fair by far and made a bit more audacious by the bursting makeover Fate had given him, he stood by grinning and watched the train turn the corner and approach. As it drew closer, he leapt rather clumsily onto the side of the first cart, ignoring any other passengers that might have been disturbed by his surprising appearance, and clung to the edge as he tipped his cap at the driver's cart. "Hi, a fine fair, isn't it?" he laughed, hoping the driver hadn't been too spooked by him and his balloons.

_{((...I wanted him to do something with the balloons and everything .__.))}

Having stuffed his face with gummy bears Walter was wondering what game he should be playing next when he heard a strange sound behind him. At first he thought it was that someone had won a very big price from the sound, but as he turned around the little train came chugging past through the crowd letting out another hoot. He stared, then a silly grin spread across his face and he ran.

It was no big deal catching up to the train, running alongside it until he found a free space and jumped in as close to the locomotive as he could, which was a wagon that had a balloon instalment. He settled snugly in with a little laugh, accidentally knocking off the octopus arm crown fate had given him when he painted his face.

"Sure thing!" Harvey grinned at the conductor, wondering if the guy had been too put off by his sudden appearance. To be fair, though, it didn't look like he was actually controlling the train, as he momentarily dismounted it after greeting the other new passenger, who Harvey now turned to get a look at himself. It was a perky kid with an octopus scribbled over his face. The conductor handed him over a strange headpiece with tentacles, probably from Fate as well, from the looks of it. Harvey couldn't say he was particularly fond of children, but this one had been stuck in right next to him, and he was likely to turn out to actually be a few centuries older than himself, knowing the surprises that came with being dead. Besides, Harvey was still an insufferably delightful mood, himself. "Hey," he blurted, yanking at his balloon strings to keep them from snagging against a passing cart. "Are you an octopus?"

"It's no worry," Heng said.

He smiled again, and hopped onto the side of the cart.

"An octopus is a strong creature," Heng commented, nodding. Children were so adorable.

Heng remained standing, keeping an eye out for straggling passengers or those who might find it difficult to ah, "leap" off.

"The fair has been f-.... I mean the fair has been well," Heng said. He almost said 'The fair has been fair' but managed to stop himself in time. "I am glad that we managed to pilot such a train as our booth. 'Tis been a relaxing experience. Perhaps Death could inquire on procuring a set for Headquarters," Heng chuckled.

"Well, after the sixth time the train's gone around, there's not much left to see. Although the people are ever changing," Heng replied, scratching the back of his neck. "And how have you two been enjoying the fair thus far?"

"Yup, it's been pretty lively so far," Harvey agreed with a grin. "Cool idea for a 'booth,' too. Not too much work, plus you get to see all of the fair the whole time." He briefly wondered why his own team hadn't come up with a similar idea, but then concluded that they were, at the moment, probably still a bit too dysfunctional to connive on something so comprehensive. Ah well, they'd get there. He hoped.

At the idea of a similar train making rounds in HQ, Harvey perked up even more. That could occupy his interest for any amount of time spanning from a month to an eternity, depending on how far it went. Actually, that sounded like a pleasantly psychedelic experience, chugging through eras of mix-and-match architecture on a kiddie ride. "Sounds awesome!" He glanced over briefly to the kid next to him. "Not to mention...I'm not sure Death would agree. Fate might, though! Wouldn't hurt to try," he laughed, already pondering on how to word the request.

"Oh Death would never let us, if she did we'd already have one, that is why we are asking Fate." he laughed. If it was one thing he had learned from all the time working for her it was that Fate was up to more shenanigans than Death. She was nice enough to let him run around HQ, but she also wanted paperwork of it when he found something new. "I can come with you and ask if you want to."

His smile trailed off when he looked at the one eyed man. He was very friendly but there was something off about him. Spending his efforts concentrating on the man Walters reply came out rather flat. "I really just wanted to ride the train..." he could not see the familiar glimmer of a thread around the conductor which could only mean one thing... "Are you a real pirate? Like a real real pirate?"