[David stood nearby a little cart where he’d just gotten some cotton candy from. Not because he wanted more, but just because he was looking out to all the people that were enjoying themselves at the Carnival. He pulled off a piece of cotton candy and popped it into his mouth. He assumed his Pops might be even more proud of him, if he had seen this. Especially with what he planned to do with the money.
His dear old Dad was always for helping little lost Mutant children with his school. While a place for little kids to live while they were here wasn’t a mutant school, it still was something that could help out greatly. Though David couldn’t even say the idea was his. The girl who he was naming the place after was the one with the idea. Still, he was happy to do something good for this place. Both in throwing this Carnival and helping to give people a place to stay.]
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His dear old Dad was always for helping little lost Mutant children with his school. While a place for little kids to live while they were here wasn’t a mutant school, it still was something that could help out greatly. Though David couldn’t even say the idea was his. The girl who he was naming the place after was the one with the idea. Still, he was happy to do something good for this place. Both in throwing this Carnival and helping to give people a place to stay.]