Aticus had hardly been paying attention to what was going on in the assembly hall, instead opting to stroke Wartortle's scaly little head. That is, until he felt something wiz past his cheek, smelling like some kind of French bread, the force of which was enough to knock him down onto his back, clutching his turtle tightly.
He looked up and saw only Shiny standing there, croissant in hand and bottles rolling about on the floor.
"...Shiny? SHINY! How have I known you all these years and never found out about this?!" he cried. "...That was awesome as heck!"
(No need to reply to this part @Shiny Silvermoon, just wanted to give my reaction to it since I'm late lolol )
Aticus' head rose into view from behind Shiny's shoulder.
"I couldn't help but overhear something about a Celtic festival? In which illegal, underage drinking may be involved?" he said with a cheeky grin.
(THIS you can reply to XD)