Strange, who had been desperately continuing to try and tell off the trainers, doesn't spot the dog until he's halfway down the steps, barking like the happiest dog in the history of creation. There are birds! He can chase the birds! And, because they're chickens made of magic and not actual chickens, they're really stupid birds. Baker is in doggy heaven and Strange is in magician hell. He desperately starts muttering spells under his breath and a few of the chickens start turning back into feathers. Unfortunately, he's got a fuckton of chickens hanging around the carnival floor and the easily distracted Strange is getting distracted by the dog and the birds and the fact that oh hell, Baker's caught one now, there are feathers everywhere. ]
Childermass! [ Strange yells, as the dog almost runs into him, far too happy to be chasing these birds, which are running around the big top like idiots. ] Control your dog!
[ Because obviously if Childermass's dog is here, then so is Childermass. Thankfully, this is far too much chaos for the trainers who've decided to leave this whole weird situation what with this weird guy and his weird birds. Unfortunately, that doesn't do anything to stop Baker, who's still romping around like he's in doggy heaven, or Strange, who's still having far too hard a time actually getting the damn spell out. ]
chickens for DAYS
Strange, who had been desperately continuing to try and tell off the trainers, doesn't spot the dog until he's halfway down the steps, barking like the happiest dog in the history of creation. There are birds! He can chase the birds! And, because they're chickens made of magic and not actual chickens, they're really stupid birds. Baker is in doggy heaven and Strange is in magician hell. He desperately starts muttering spells under his breath and a few of the chickens start turning back into feathers. Unfortunately, he's got a fuckton of chickens hanging around the carnival floor and the easily distracted Strange is getting distracted by the dog and the birds and the fact that oh hell, Baker's caught one now, there are feathers everywhere. ]
Childermass! [ Strange yells, as the dog almost runs into him, far too happy to be chasing these birds, which are running around the big top like idiots. ] Control your dog!
[ Because obviously if Childermass's dog is here, then so is Childermass. Thankfully, this is far too much chaos for the trainers who've decided to leave this whole weird situation what with this weird guy and his weird birds. Unfortunately, that doesn't do anything to stop Baker, who's still romping around like he's in doggy heaven, or Strange, who's still having far too hard a time actually getting the damn spell out. ]