"Harry!"

The toddler looked up from where he crouched on the floor of the merry-go-round. Uncle Joey had tried to insist that he ride one of the bright, shiny ponies that were currently bobbing up and down around him, but Harrison had refused. Where was the fun in that? He had pouted through the line until Joey conceded and decided that one of the stationary benches wedged between the horses was the place for them. Not that Harry had stayed on the bench, hence why he was on the floor in the first place. He tapped a finger to the huge spinning spire that the ride rotated around and Joey's brow furrowed.

"Stop it, Harry. Please? Your little finger's gonna get caught in there and snap right off."

"No't's not."

Joey's reply was to simply stand up himself (earning him a clipped "Please return to your seat, sir," over the loudspeaker) and retrieve the boy, averting a kicking crisis by applying strategic tickling to Harry's midsection.

"What were you doing?" Joey asked, once the pair had settled down again.

"Seein' how it works," Harry replied, matter-of-factly.

"Did you see?"

"Wut?"

"How it works. Could you build one back home?"

Harry looked up and smiled. "No." He laughed as the carousel music wound down and the ride stopped.

"Time to go," Joey said as he stood and stretched.

" Tavin get back here now" Theo growled as he waved through the throng of people after his son. For all that he was just a toddler the boy was fast and his small size let him maneuver past people better than Theo could. That natural ability combined with the amount of sugar the boy had ingested did not bode well for anyone.

Tavin ignored his father, which was a rarity, and continued to run through the crowd. He could barely see where he was going with his face buried into a stick of baby blue cotton candy. The sugar treat was delicious and Tavin couldn't stop eating it. Or wearing it for that matter, the boy's white hair was streaked with the blue sugary confection.

Harry nodded once at his uncle's declaration that the ride was over, sliding off of the seat and hopping off the edge of the carousel. On the other side of the fence, Harry caught a glimpse of a swiftly approaching blue puff with fuzzy ears and... was that a tail?

A tail! The sight seemed familiar, but Harry couldn't be sure why. Either way, Tavin and his tail intrigued the blond boy now.

"Where're we going?" Joey asked his nephew, as the toddler followed the other riders out of the gate in the short fence that separated the ride from the rest of the park. Harry stuck out a finger toward Tavin.

"Candyman!" His chubby legs sped up once he was in the clear, and Harry went barreling toward the other little boy, Joey close on his heels.

Candy man? where was the candyman? Tavin wanted more candy. Swishing his tail in excitement the young boy lowered his cotton candy and amber eyes scanned the crowd for this candyman. There was none in sight, although there was a clown selling balloons which was interesting in it's own right.

" You" Tavin shouted and pointed at Harry. He knew that boy he had seen him before and he had smelled him before. Yes, even with all the other smelling mingling in the air this boy's scent was distinct in Tavin's memory. He wasn't sure why and the memory itself wasn't clear but Tavin was sure that he knew this boy if not the person who was with him.

As Tavin stopped Theo caught up with him and placed a firm hand on his son's shoulder. There was no way he was escaping again. Like his son he could pick out Harry's scent and he smiled at the approaching toddler . " Hello there Harry."

Big tail! The edges of Harry's memory were tickled again, but nothing came of it. "Hi!" he chirped, opening and closing his fist in a toddler wave.

His uncle was not far behind, though he slowed when he saw Harry talking to some guy and his kid. Joey was no good with people who weren't his family, or so he'd been told, but he tried to remain subdued for his nephew's sake. At least the kid was cute. Like a toy. "Hey," he said when he finally reached the trio. "You guys know Harry?"

"What's dat?" Harry asked, pointing at the puff of sugary goodness Tavin was holding. He knew it was candy from the little he'd seen of it hanging in bags from the snack carts around here, but he'd never actually seen cotton candy 'in the flesh,' as it was. He looked up at the other boy's blue-streaked hair and giggled. "Like dis!" he said, tugging at some of his own bicolored hair.

Theo nodded at the strange man " Yes we we've met before at the clinic and the mall, you are?" Theo assumed the man was some sort of caretaker. As he spoke his tail swished lazily behind him brushing the top of the grass.

Completely ignoring the adults present Tavin chose to respond only to Harry. he thrust and the small chubby fist holding the cotton candy towards the other boy. " It's sugar, tastes blue." Amber eyes stared at the other boys hair but he saw no similarity to his own and thus made no comment.

"Harry's mother's my sister. I'm Joey." He held his hand up a bit as if he meant to shake Theo's, but it never quite got high enough to do so before he dropped it back to his side. "The mall, right. That was the day Oscar didn't come home with the cards with the mall Santa on them. Hannah was pissed." He smirked at the memory. "Not that I wasn't happy she was pissed then. She was being a real bitch." That last was muttered, sort of as if Joey was distracted by thinking about something else, which technically he was. "So, what have you been up to?"

"'Kay." Harrison had only had one experience with things that tasted blue and it had gotten him scolded and made him burp up bubbles for hours. Still, he wasn't one to turn down a challenge. If Tavin could eat this blue stuff, so could he. His hand went from his hair to the cotton candy, and he pulled off a fistful and brought it to his lips. "'ts good!" he said cheerfully around his mouthful of rapidly melting sugar.