Although Beijing listened for music for enjoyment, she still brought along a quill and parchment to write down which bands were her favorite. She got a front seat, up close and personal with the entertainment. Maybe she would even try and talk to some of the bands after. She was not planning on exploring too much else at the carnival, she mostly came to listen to some nice tunes, and relax. Any vacation for Beijing, would be a working one.

She placed her bag beside her, incase someone she knew turned up and would need a seat when it got busy. And if not, Beijing would have two seats. One for her, and one for her glittery purse.

The live music was the only part of the festival that made Matt stay delay her escape into the unfamiliar muggle London, which was somehow more fascinating than this special event. She had plans. And needed new guitar strings.

Muggle record shops could wait for an hour or two while the young witch checked out some new music. She stayed in the back corner, of course, leaning against a tree and sprawling her legs out in front of her. Seats were for squares...and it was more likely she'd have to sit next to someone if she opted to sit down in one.

The band that had been playing when the gangly kid first decided to chill out here had left the stage. The next wasn't her taste. Matt took a giant bouncy ball, the type you'd get in muggle vending machines for 25p, out of her messenger bag in hopes of having some kind of entertainment while she waited for something better. She tossed it half-heartedly in the air about seven times before she grew bored, drew her arm back, and tossed the bright orange sphere aimlessly into the crowd of people standing closer to the stage.

Figuring that she might as well check out the music going on at this festival thing, Schuyler found herself walking closer to the area where the main stage was located. She sipped on her soda through the straw and kept her distance for now. She didn't want to dance and she didn't want to join in that crowd when it wasn't yet a band that she especially cared for. So, for now, she'd watch and wait, kill some time seeing what songs would be next.

She was passing her eyes over the crowd, slightly bored, when suddenly she saw a bright orange bouncy ball soaring through the air. Her blue eyes flickered back to where the ball had come from - a scrawny little boy sitting against a tree - then they returned to the crowd to see that it had hit some girl in the head, and now she was fussing about how someone had thrown something at her and messed up her hair.

Schuyler took one last, long, noisy sip of her soda before tossing it in the garbage can and picking up a nearby stick. La dee da. And, in one fluid motion, she threw the stick like a frisbee to make a direct hit right against the boy's arm. HAH. Serves him right, the little pipsqueak.

Mathilde was kept entertained by messed-up-hair girl's plight for about five seconds before she was left bored and with no bouncy ball. The inconsiderate tomboy still looked, though, as the girl tried to fix her overly elaborate hairstyle. Why did she need so many braids, anyway? This momentary distraction kept the eleven-year-old from noticing the stick being hurled in her general direction until it landed with a solid 'thwack' against her sparsely padded arm. The French girl immediately set her eyes on the girl who had thrown it and stood up, brushing the dirt off the back of her jeans as she did so.

"Hey!" she replied at the similarly aggressive stranger after settling on pitching a smallish rock in retaliation. What? The poor girl was bored. To the point where rock-throwing happened. Violence could be the answer to all her problems, yes? Rules always do have exceptions.

Matt kept her eyes trained for the girl's reaction. That's what always interested her the most; it was fun to test people. Sometimes she didn't even mean to. She'd just see an opportunity and take it before her brain had time to catch up with her eyes. It didn't make much sense, but probably had something to do with her almost complete lack of interpersonal skills. Matt had admirable self-discipline in most other areas of life.

She moved closer until the girl could her her if she talked normally. "What was that all about?"

Anne ran far ahead of her parents with a small smirk. The small three year old knew they would have a hard time keeping up with her mother pushing her new baby brother. She liked him alright... He was a little needy though, and got almost all of her Papa's attention... That wasn't okay, she was her daddy's little angel, not little Brendan...

Puck smiled as he walked with an eye on Anne and an arm around Chelle's waist. He sighed as Anne ran far ahead of them, "Anne, get back here. It is dangerous for a little girl." Robin kissed Chelle's cheek and looked around, watching all the excitement. Amusement danced in his eyes. He LOVED carnivals and it showed. He did a light Irish jig but not enough to bother Chelle's pushing the stroller.

Anne looked back at her father with a small smirk and shook her head, still going a little further ahead, trying to get closer to the music... She loved dancing, then again, Anne loved everything.
"Anne Maria Mercada! You heard your father." Chelle looked up at her daughter with a sigh, then returned Robin's kiss on the cheek, "Just like you... Always causing trouble." She smiled up at her husband then did the same down to their baby boy asleep in the stroller, "And I'm sure he'll be just the same..."

He couldnt help chuckling and then beamed at his wife, "I love you, dear." Puck kissed her lightly then glanced at their daughter then their son, "You are so going to have a handful with us." Robin laughed and looked at Anne again then to Chelle, "I will go get her." He pulled away and started to chase after Anne, "Anne, I told you to get back over here, Missy!" He gave her a look.

Chelle smiled and kissed him back, "That we do." She gave a small laugh and stroked their son's cheek, "I'm sure I will... But I would never have it any other way."
Anne looked back at him and then turned again, still trying to find where the music was coming from... She wanted to dance... That was the only thing her and her Papa did together anymore it seemed. Any other time he was busy with her brother or sleeping... She just wanted a day to have fun and to spend with him... It seemed getting into trouble was her only way of getting him to even give her a glance.

Puck laughed and looked over his shoulder at Chelle, Good." He chased after Anne and finally caught up with her. Robin grabbed her arm and swatted her. "Dont do that again." Puck gave a light growl. "You could have gotten hurt." A pout formed on his lips and he knelt down in front of her, looking into her eyes, "I dont want my pretty princess hurt, okay?" Robin kissed her forehead and still held on to her. "Now what is your problem? You used to be well-mannered and now you are a trouble-maker." A frown formed, "I am a bit disappointed in you, Anne Maria. I know you can act better than this."

Anne yelped slightly and looked up at him but gave a slight nod to his question. She sighed and crossed her arms, "You no have time for me with Brendie around..." She looked down, being honest, Me only get you attention when not listening..." The little red head looked back up at him, "You ignore me for him..." A small whimper came out.
Chelle walked up as their daughter started to whimper. She frowned, knowing Robin hadn't done anything too harsh, she was normally the one who got a little to angry, if she was to be honest... She just looked at the two of them, not wanting to interrupt, but not wanting to leave the two of them alone either.

Puck glanced up at Chelle then back at Anne with a sigh. "Brendie is a baby. He cant do anything by himself. Mommy and Daddy must take care of him. You are a big girl now. You can do things by yourself." He rubbed his forehead, "If you behave, Daddy will try to spend more time with you, okay? If you misbehave, Daddy will have to punish you which means no more dancing." Robin looked at her, "Do you understand that?" He knew that it might be a bit harsh but she needed to learn to obey as well as it is dangerous to go off without them.

Anne looked up at him and gave a small whimper, "But... It not fair..." She looked at him, "I still little... And me no get to see you anymore..." She looked away from her father again and went over to her father, holding tightly to her skirt.

Puck sighed and rubbed his face, standing up. He looked at Chelle, "Shall I take her around here to get in some alone bonding time where the focus is only on her?" He couldnt really take the son and have Chelle take her since the son was just a newborn. "Or do you need my help with our little boy?" Robin looked down at Anne and then sighed and looked up at Chelle.

Chelle looked at him then around, "Could we spare one quick dance?" She looked at him, they didn't get to have much time either, "Ophelia's coming, she can watch them for a few moments... and I hear one of the bands are playing our first dance song." She smiled slightly, "Then I promise you and Anne can have all the bonding time you need, and I'll take little Brendan out to look around, see if I can find any old friends to show our newest little angel off to."

Puck beamed at her suggestion and gently pulled her close, kissing her lightly. He started to sway with her, smiling. "I would love that and I would be honored to dance with such a pretty lady." Robin twirled her, "Shall we, love?" Puck smiled at her and kept swaying with her, twirling her once more. "I miss dancing with you, my dear. You are my favorite partner." Love shone in his eyes as he gently brushed her hair away from her face.

Chelle smiled and kissed him back. She held him close as she saw Ophelia coming up to them, and perfect timing because their song slowly started to play. "We shall..." She gave a small blush and the same love showed for him. She smiled and gently pulled close and started to sway with him, gently laying her hand on his shoulder, "I love you." She smiled weakly and held him close as they danced.

"I love you too." He beamed a smile at her as he twirled her a little away from Ophelia and the children. Robin sang the boy part of the song in her ear so that only she could hear what he was saying. Puck danced with her, feeling like they were the only ones in the place. His eyes were only on hers and love shone in them, meaning each word he sang to her.

She smiled and gave a small laugh, holding him close. Chelle smiled and sung the woman's part still keeping her head on his shoulder. She looked up at him and kissed his cheek lightly, "How did I get so lucky?" She still swayed with him, not wanting to let go. But as the song came to and end she kissed him lightly and pulled back, "Thank you for the dance." Chels curtsied to him and smiled slightly, "But I believe a little lady is waiting for you."

He smiled at her and kissed her cheek in return. "I am the lucky one, my dear." Puck kissed her back. Robin bowed and smiled at him, "Always honored to dance with you, m'lady. Whenever you wish, I shall dance with you." He took her hand and kissed it. Puck glanced back over to Ophelia and their kids, "I do believe you are right." Robin held up his elbow for her to take so he can escort her over.

Chelle smiled "I don't think you are... Because I'm lucky to have you." She giggled as he kissed her hand and gently wrapped her arm in his, "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little jealous of that little girl." She looked up at him, "Gets to spend the day with the most amazing man on the planet." She laid her head in his shoulder, "Though, I get the day with the cutest baby ever... So maybe we're even."

"I think i am... because you are absolutely amazing and stunning." He smiled at her, "And I will be lying if i said i wasn't jealous of the little boy who gets to stare at your beauty all day." Puck held her close and smiled, "That you do."

"That's you dear." Chelle smiled up at him, "You're the amazing one and stunning." She smiled and held him close, "I love you." She gave a small laugh at what he said, "If the little boy ever wakes up... Not that I'm upset that he sleeps a lot... He just sleeps a whole lot more than the others." She looked up at him.
Anne came running up with a small smile, putting her hands up for her father.

Puck shook his head and kissed her, "Nope, you are the amazing and stunning one." Robin smiled at her, "Love you too." He laughed, "Dont let him sleep too much here... because then he wont sleep at night and I dont want to stay up all night." Puck laughed and smiled then saw Anne. Robin scooped her up with a big smile, kissing her forehead. He tickled her and smiled, smothering her cheeks and forehead with kisses. "Hey, Princess."