"Step right up ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. No need to be shy. It's not everyday you get to witness magic and tricks expertly performed right before your very eyes." Lance said while juggling six different sized balls with one hand and twirling a blue ribbon with the other. Every now and then the ribbon would spin in between the balls without causing either action to fall out of sync.
A decent sized crowed had formed in front of the restaurant where Lance had chosen to preform. It wasn't too surprising. Lance had a naturally charming personality and when the blue eyed boy preformed, his energy was almost magnetic in how it was able to draw in a crowd. The townsfolk just had to stop to see energetic young lad who claimed to be able to preform the impossible.
Lance had been street preforming for years and was now able to tell when the crowds interest was at its peak. He decided it was time to up his game and preform one of his best tricks, in the hopes it would it help encourage more generous tip amounts to be placed in the empty half of his open magic kit case. In reality it was just an old, well used navy blue suitcase that Lance had refused to part with it even though it had practically fallen apart a few times.
With his next trick in mind, Lance discarded the twirling ribbon and produced three more balls from what appeared to be thin air. He began juggling them with both hands in a rapid pace before launching all nine or them high into the air, managing to get them all about equal height. Lance then pulled what looked like two identical pistols from the back pockets of his jeans and fired nine shots. The crowd gasped in awe as the nine balls that had been making their decent back to earth, popped and disappeared once the shots were fired. In there place glitter and rose petals appeared. Lance called this trick "sharing the magic" because the glitter and petals would land on the members of his audience as a reminder of what they saw and that magic comes in many forms.
The crowd erupted with applause as the glitter and flower petals fell gently from above. Lance, being the over the top showman he was, took his bows and thanked the crowd for their kindness.
"Thank you. Thank you. You've been a fantastic audience and it was a pleasure to preform for you. I only hope the experience was just as pleasurable for all of you." Lance said with a wink which caused a few of the adult to chuckle.
"Was I good enough to earn a demand for an encore performance?" Lance asked in a teasing fashion. Much to his delight the crowd seemed eager for more and Lance wasn't the type to pass up an opportunity to showboat. "Well then prepare to be enchanted folks and now for my next-"
"Hey you brat!" An angry voice shouted causing Lance to stop mid action. When he turned to where the shout had come from he saw the restaurant owner rush out the front door and head straight towards him. "I told you yesterday that you can't do your stupid tricks outside my restaurant."
Some of the spectators began to leave and Lance realized he had run out of luck for the day. He knew from experience that there was only so long he could get away with causing such a commotion, but the part of him who loved preforming had pushed him over that line. 'Why do I always have to be such a showoff?' Lance thought to himself before facing what little of the crowd still remained.
"Sorry folks looks like the show is over for today." Lance said with a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck.
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