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There were some nice, fuzzy, blinky lights spiralling around corn and he knew he was comfortably baked; but he still needed to accomplish what he actually came here for. Selling. He had some good gear, and was keen to push it onto students more so than adults: that was risky. There was a lot of Ministry pinheads about, and they were all dressed as fairies or rabbits or whatever.

Deimos didn't do dressing up, but some chick had given him a pointed witch's hat. He forgot he was still wearing it.

This corn maze was actually pretty good for selling; despite the fleeting paranoia that he'd never get out. Apparating high didn't work all the time.

He saw the brim of the hat in his peripherals, and looked up at it. Smiling giddily, he took it off, and put it on the corn. Now the corn was wearing a hat. He laughed at that for quite some time. Wow - he was high.

Cernunnos had been going through the maze snapchatting with his Muggle friends and taking selfies. He genuinely could not be bothered to put his damn smartphone down and pay attention to all the various paths within the maze.

Nice. Something funny to share on the Gram!

Pulling out his phone in the high man's direction, Cernunnos filmed the guy laughing at the hat-wearing corn.

"This dude's high as fuuuuck!"

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When he stopped laughing, he still heard laughter in his head. This puzzled him for a long while; tripped him out; to the point where he was feeling his own tongue, ensuring that he had actually stopped. Turning slightly, he realised some chick with one of those muggle phones was the one laughing.

Deimos grinned.

"I'll give ya somethin' better to film, sweetheart," So he grabbed his package, and gave the air a thrust. Laughing, he went to touch his hat again. But all he found was his hair. Oh yeah - he took that off. He laughed again.

He scrunched his nose up seeing the other dude thrust into the air. "OMG, too bad for you as I stopped filming! I'm waiting for it to upload..."

When the wizarding world didn't even have data, Cernunnos had to make do with some custom made magical router of sorts he kept in his hair. Ah, nothing like being able to shrink with magic.

"What were you taking?"

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Okay, so he had experienced enough of the muggle world to know what their communication devices looked like, but he had no idea what this kid meant by 'upload'.

"A'ight, yeah, sure," He agreed distantly, then wandered up to her and tried to take a look at what was happening on the screen. "You're kinda freaky looking. Are you a... a pretty scarecrow? Go as a scarecrow for halloween? Little scarecrow?"

He laughed, and sank his hand across his face.

"Uh... baked. Took this little-- like a little..." He showed the size between forefinger and thumb. "Hey, you want some, right? Pretty scarecrow?" Even at a shorter distance, he still thought this was a chick.

"Scarecrow? Oh hell to the no I'm not!" He pointed to his vibrant, glitter eyeshadow that was done to be very spooky and Halloween-y.

Cernunnos couldn't believe the audacity of whoever this dude was. He seemed familiar though. "What kind of a scarecrow wears Sugarpill? Huh? Why don't you tell me that?!"

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The girl was cute. He liked her. Then again, he felt as though he could like everyone right now.

"Listen. Can I touch your hair?"

He was staring at her hair, utterly entranced.

"Nah, they're not sugar pills, trust. Me." (He heard something about sugar pills?) He smiled weirdly, still staring at this crazy barnet.

He blinked. "Why do you want to?"

"Sugarpill is a makeup brand. Duh!"

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He just started stroking her hair anyway.

"You're like a... majestic horse. Made of humbugs."

He laughed a little and then wondered where he was, really. He was surrounded by vegetables? That was... a bit freaky.

"So how old are you?" He sort of snapped this all of a sudden, his eyes wide as he steadied his breathing. He had to take a hold of reality before he freaked out too much about the savage corn wanting to eat him alive...

"Shame. You're pretty cute."

He smirked weirdly. He thought about sex, and was distracted from the killer corn.

"Want a hug?" He asked, holding out his arms.

"That's cold."

He dropped his arms, and smiled stupidly.

"What's your name, girly girl?"

He offered a confused look at the guy's question.

"Wait - you think I'm a girl?"

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...

”What?”

"You're... a dude..." He repeated, trying to make sense of it.

He stepped back a tad.

"You look like a chick. What's with the..." He generally made a gesture over his own face to indicate the makeup he was wearing. "If I was still at school, I'd beat you up. I mean... shit." He laughed nastily. "You are a freak."

Well, this meeting of sorts had quickly devolved.

"Ew, you're absolutely gross!"

Cernunnos was so getting out of there. Well, once he find the quickest exit.

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