Some of the best parts about the Spring season is the new attractions that Silverport gets to have down in the entertainment district. The previously snowed over concert area now pristine and green as the cleaning crew’s hard work is finally showing off some fantastic results especially with the addition of the open field section behind the main seating area. This area was more open to the public as a park during the shows with people left and right heating up barbeques, cracking open beers, and even putting up tents to stay overnight.

However for security this season was loaded with new opportunities for things to go wrong as per usual of drunken furs in their stupors. George one of said guards was just getting ready for his evening shift normally enjoying being able to listen to the shows while doing his duty.

“Clear 73 degrees with a low of 68 tonight? You couldn’t ask for better weather eh George?” another security guard Otto would be looking up from his newspaper with a small chuckle. Between the two Otto was definitely more lax.

“Sure, now all I need is the beer well to run dry and I might be able to actually enjoy a evening without having to toss someone on the other side of the fence… oh right, who’s supposed to be on stage tonight? Any news?” George would ask a moment before stepping out of the small security on the other side of the grounds walkie talkie already in hand and hat snug on his head.

“Uh… lets see…. tonight is some band named The Eagles and later on the Cliffhangers are making a comeback. Sounds like it’s gonna be a fun and loud one tonight George be on your toes out there!” Otto finishes with taking a swig of iced coffee while waving George off.

Not an full hour later the concert was in full swing and the area simply packed with concert goers and other individuals selling their wares although for George this was no new scene. All he had to do was simply make sure no drunken brawls broke out and to make sure no unauthorized materials were being passed around the crowd. On that regard he did manage to make one bust on some wanna be hipster kid attempting to sell what he called ‘The Jolly Green Giant”, taking the kid over the main street entrance George quickly throws him out with a swift brush of his hands as a job well done.

However fate would have it in for George as a rather loud *thud* would echo around the street turning a few heads inside the concert grounds from the tourists. The locals would pay it little mind to enthralled with the concert and their fun to be concerned. The *thud* herself would be circling around the corner black tank top and cut of jeans fitting for the concert if not for the fact that they could be seen from a 4th story window.

Elle Maremoto one of the ‘wonders’ of Silverport would of course be all to happy to check out the local music venue joining in on the festivities although this one in particular was a well cherished event since she wouldn’t have to attempt to ‘fit in’ so to speak. Then open air field would be the choice location for someone befitting of Elle’s 220ft size even able to take unique pictures that would otherwise take normal sized folks a helicopter or two flying in the air which could disturb the show. With hips that could be seen in the finest detail ‘if you happened to be 12 floors up’ and a rear to match Elle makes her way to the main street taking minor care not to step on to many objects.

Of course Elle being her usually big self makes equally big accidents as she goes along though really one can only do so much before some big shot’s new car ends up crushed like a tin can. She knew the city had put up little signs warning that Elle could come trodding down that particular street at any given moment and the city would usually tow away cars that would park in said areas for too long. Granted some of the tow truck companies in the local area loved taking bets on how long some cars would last in Elle’s ‘heavy traffic’ areas the current record being 7 hours.

This evening however would see only 3 cars made into scrap, for the most part semi cheap ones from the tourists who thought the empty street was a perfect parking lot for the show. Elle was more than kind enough to teach them the error of their ways as they would soon find out upon returning to their vehicles after a night of drunken debauchery they would find them less cars and more...crater ornaments but hey the towing was free!

Back at the edge of the concert grounds George would bear witness to Elle trodding around the corner phone already out and at the ready. A bright flash and a loud ‘click’ would signal the first of many pictures to be taken that evening though with such distraction come the eventual destruction of property in this case one unfortunate bus. George groaning as Elle padded ever closer witnessed first hand as her full rear planted itself on top of the newly deemed ‘seat’ the metal frame quickly losing out against the bulk of the otter’s bottom.

For George this was only the beginning of a very long and tedious evening as the bus tires immediately popped as the windows began to crack wide open before the rest of the frame simply ceased being simply another annoyance as now he had to keep track of everything Elle managed to catch underfoot as well fill out enough paperwork that would make even the top office worker sob in misery. If anyone else knew what George was in for they’d never question why someone so small would begin berating the giant otter even as she began to take her next picture of some of the onlookers……


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