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So, she didn't think that refereeing could be as much fun as actually participating, but since she got to do it with her face painted like a pretty fairy and a bottle full of red and delicious alcohol, Siena was having herself a ball.

"RED TEAM WINS!" she hollered, pulling up the front of her broom to come to a screeching, perfect stop at the finish line. The gaggle of eight-year-olds jumped, shrieked, and cheered, while the Blue Team held back tears. If their parents weren't five feet away, Siena would've told them to buck up and cut it out, but she cooed and bent down to give out commiserating hugs.

After the tears were dried, her assistant made an announcement about the next relay race starting in forty-five minutes, giving Siena a good amount of time to explore the rest of the fair grounds. With so much to do, she was glad there were three days worth of time, but part of her just wanted to go and get another one of these amazing concoctions. The Three Broomsticks had really outdone itself, it was a wonder that she'd never known how good of a bar they really had.

With her broom sitting on her shoulder, Siena made her way through the crowd, sipping her drink happily through a twisty straw. She neared what looked like a petting zoo, what smelled like a petting zoo, and spotted a familiar flop of hair. Expertly, she flipped her broom around and jabbed Octavius Pepper in the back with the handle, grinning with her teeth still clenched on the straw.