Stassi joined her friends at the town fair while visiting their farm. She'd never been to a town fair before and it had mazes of booths. They came upon a booth that had a ball pit full of water balloons, two slender foam bridges followed by two ropes that swung to a pit below with two buckets. "I need two brave competitors to deliver the most amount of unpopped water balloons to the buckets below where the winner is spared and our clown will let the loser pop all the double points balloons revealing the their fate"

Stassi's friends pushed her forward--"city folk have to play at least one game! You haven't tried anything since we get here." Stassi was paired up against her friend who was a track star who looked ready. The girls were given one piece bathing suits and oversized trousers boots w suspenders.
"Collect overfilled balloons in your trousers for double points, and store single point regular water balloons in your bathsuit. Whoever has most points collected and delivered unharmed to their bucket wins. You each get one minute in the ball pit, then two minutes to your buckets."
Stassi's trousers feel clumsy but the whistle blows and she grabs the big balloons first. She fits exactly 8 in her pants, and starts working on the rest of the water balloons. She fits 13 in her bathing suit, and all if the balloons are more awkward and heavier than she thought causing her fall over getting out of the ball pit. Three balloons pop in her suit. The rest sunk to her stomach and she knew she wouldn't fit on the bridge. She squeezes sideways to fit in the bridge with her swollen trousers and three oversized balloons pop and splash all over her bum. Another three balloons pop in her trousers giving her space to exit the bridge in time. She jumps on the rope and hits the padded wall on her way down popping three more balloons that splashed up all over her face. She dumps her full balloons in her bucket, her outfit stretched out and saggy resembling the clown running the booth. Two big balloons made it and seven normal sized balloons. She looked over at her friend who was dry. Her friend also had two big balloons but had twenty regular water balloons in her bucket. Her strategy favoring the bathing suit balloons popped zero and made it easier to slip through the game. Stassi was told to put all of their water balloons back in her suit and sit in a kiddie pool. The winner told Stassi to pop the four large balloons and hold up what is inside. They were hard to pop and she had to sit on them. One balloon was just water and three had plastic cards. One card had a pie picture on one side and a sandwich on the other, the second card had a picture of a clown nose, and the third a target. "You are to clown around and pie yourself, then get dunked! Let's get started, I have a perfect costume for you," the clown said. Stassi, still wearing a bathing suit stuffed with jiggling water balloons was given a oversized clown costume that fit perfect around her very full bathing suit. The booth clown slipped on cartoonishly huge gloves and shoes onto Stassi and had her stand up. The clown strapped a rubber nose on her face that he honked four times. "Four oversized balloons made it through so you will give yourself four sandwiches. Hold out your hands." Her gloves had a bad grip on the heavy pies and she had no choice but to quickly bring them up to her head to release. Crust and cream engulfed her hair. The next two heavy pies were put in her hands and she felt wobbly so she quickly sandwiched her head again. "No more," Stassi said, falling over.
"Okay," said the clown, "I'll help."
He took one pie to her face and one to the back of her head and smashed, his grip helping her upright to stand. Stassi's whole head was covered in thick cream. She wiped her face with her big gloves. Two pies were left and she was given one at time. She gently put them one top if the other on top of her head, to avoid falling. The clown took a tin and stuck it on her head like a hat smushing the pie filling into her hair. Stassi shrugged and gave up. The clown led her to the dunk tank which she was excited for at this point. Cleaned, but dunked and mortified, she avoided all booths with balloons the rest of the night and her friend gave her their prize tickets to buy a warm hoodie.