·Lemon Tree· (MCYT OC Insert)

Tommy saw the change in his brother's posture as new campaigns were beginning to form and whispers about if dream was gonna find his own way into the election circled around in the walls of L'manburg. Reaching out to his president he sensed the sudden stiffness softened. "Tommy, we are gonna win this election okay? We shouldn't need to worry" Wilbur spoke out loud. But it didn't take a dummy to know Wilbur wasn't talking to Tommy, he was reassuring himself.

Election day in: 2 Months

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Finally it reached tournament day, flags waved from every lamp post of its town symbol and colors. Everyone wore their best outfits and most even wore makeup to match the events that were to happen today.

The Tournament... a day of fun to most but a day of challenge for the rest. This day happens once every year, although a town exclusive event it didn't stop those from out of the town to join in on the fun and even join the event. A morning of simple side games and food before the afternoon true games began where it would start with an obstacle course around the town. The first 35 to finish are then brought to the next game, one of archery and Redstone. Set up the target correctly before heading back to aim your bow and arrow to trigger the fireworks to win. The first 15 to win are then brought to the second to last game. One most called the survival game, everyone has a bandana on their necks of their respective colors and have 15 seconds to race to the center chests to prepare their battle and protect their bandanas that can only be grabbed by a wooden sword. This is a full battle that can go long for hours until it leaves the last 2 of the games. There, the 2 must face each other with their choice of weapon and iron armour, the first to go down the most of 3 rounds lose. And then a winner is appointed and made the hero of the town for the night and celebrated with free goods and dressed in the finest of clothes as well as given a whole block of diamonds that recently has been changed to just half a stack of diamonds to do what you wish with!

Most join the tournament for just fun but the idea of having your hands on diamonds only fueled more to join. But to Duckie, she didn't care for diamonds or even winning at all, she knew many people in this town trained every day for this tournament and she would only have a good chance of winning when it came to the archery game. She was just training for over a month so she had the basic skills so she knew she wouldn't be making it that far into the games.

There was a light sound of bells echoing through the morning air. Duckie has awoken early that morning thanks to philza knocking on the door and surprising her with some armor for her battle. He seemed very motivated that she'd need to use it in the final battle, if not at least on her travels when she leaves. Duckie had told Philza plenty of times that she wasn't gonna get that far but when her grandmother awoke she now had two grown adults bragging to the town's folk that walked by the house that Duckie was gonna win this year's tournament. This left the girl growing more embarrassed as she changed into something nice before the start of the tournament. Her grandmother had a stall right by the games to sell some of her latest winter clothes before the snow came in so Duckie had to help her set up before everyone else woke up for the morning games.

Soft bells chimed that morning as it signaled that the day's festivities had started! The main game to be playing for a while was a game of tag that involved a lot of parkour and involved mostly the past few years winners and close to winning participants. From a guy with light blue hair to even a girl with pastel purple sparkly hair as they jumped around running from each other. Duckie couldn't help but get caught up in watching it from afar, she always watched these with her grandmother every year but never had someone to cheer for. Except for when her mother joined in one year, she had made it to the 1v1 battle before she sadly lost to a guy who seemed too orange for his own good. She was proud though of her mother because of how far she had gotten, even winning first place in the archery game. Maybe Duckie could win first place in that one too, be just like her mother... The feline felt her vision blur a bit, but was quick to wipe it away carefully to not mess up her simple makeup she had applied that morning. "Duckie! Quickly come help us out! We are just two old folks doing all the work here!" Penelope, Duckie's grandmother had shouted at the girl making her turn around and hurry over," sorry sorry! I got caught up with the game" Duckie let out a small nervous laugh making Philza laugh a bit as well," if you help us finish here you can join them!" He commented, making the girl feel even more nervous," a-actually I can't since I'm in the tournament! The hosts want us to keep our energy and try not to spoil the excitement by already showing your skills and-" the girl was about to continue explaining over her rambling words before she was silenced by the old woman now in front of her. "Okay okay... just take these coats and hang them up there on that rack" She cackled a bit placing a few wool full jackets into the hand of Duckie, who felt her cheeks warm up. She had started to ramble only clearly showing those close to her, especially her grandmother how nervous she truly was.