The Kissing Booth

Nova was holding a school carnival to allow parents to meet each other, and to function as a small fundraiser. The Primarchs weren't sure what the fundraiser part was for, but they weren't worried about that.
The thing that they were worried about was that they had to help put on various events throughout the evening. Sanguinius was especially worrying about it; he had been signed up for something called a kissing booth. He wasn't alone, Fulgrim, Leman, and Vulkan were also taking turns. However, they didn't seem quite as uncomfortable about it.
"It'll be alright," Horus said, trying to encourage Sanguinius. He had been assigned to help with a raffle that was going to be taking place that evening.
"I don't know," Sanguinius said. "I find it very awkward when people ogle over me. That's a lot of what is going to happen when I take my turn in the kissing booth."
"You are one of the most loved of all of us," Horus said. "It's something you're going to have to get used to."
"I don't want to though," Sanguinius said. "I want people to be able to work with me, not always be in awe of me."
"That makes sense," Horus admitted. "I don't want people always in awe of me either."
"Hopefully it won't be too bad," Sanguinius said.
They told the Emperor about the school carnival when they got home.  Leman looked very excited about his assignment to the kissing booth.
"You need to give proper kisses, Leman," the Emperor said, noting Leman's excitement. "No licking people."
"Yes, Allfather," Leman said, his excitement dying off a bit. The other Primarchs giggled a bit, knowing that had been Leman's plan all along.

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The evening of the carnival arrived and most of the Primarchs were excited about it. Sanguinius had come around to the idea of the kissing booth, mostly. Rogal had built the booth itself, which was the main way that he and Perturabo and both participated in the carnival. Perturabo had built a few of the other booths that had activities at them. 

Fulgrim had the first turn in the kissing booth. They were going in number order, as was typical for them. It helped them make sure that everyone had been accounted for. This meant that Sanguinius had the third turn at the kissing booth, after Leman. 

Sanguinius entered the booth for his assigned turn, Leman wished him luck as they passed. He was slightly disappointed to find the chair in the booth was one of the standard classroom chairs. Mamzel Araethea was waiting to give him some instructions. 

"I know that you prefer to sit with the chair backwards," she said. "However, for this we need you to sit in the chair the normal way. We got a chair for larger students because of your wings."

"Thank you, Mamzel Araetha," Sanguinius said. He sat in with the classroom chairs backwards so that he didn't have to fit his wings through the slots on the back of the chairs. Having a larger chair would be helpful, but he would need to be careful when he stood up. 

He sat in the chair and was instantly faced with a large crowd of people. To his surprise there were men in the line as well, which made him more uncomfortable with his situation. 

There were a few people who thought they were sneaky and went back through the line. He had been told that he was only supposed to give people one kiss, and then they couldn't come through the line again. Sanguinius felt a little bad for turning them away, but rules were rules. 

There were some people who got around the rule by going through again after the Primarchs rotated out. Sanguinius didn't have anything against that, as it wasn't against the rules. Also the Emperor was one of the people gaming the system that way. 

Konrad snuck into the kissing booth, just before Vulkan was supposed to relieve Sanguinius. He crept up on his brother, crawling under the chair to get closer. He grabbed Sanguinius's leg, causing his winged brother to leap up. Sanguinius's wings snagged on the back of the chair. 

"Konrad!" Sanguinius said angrily.

"Are you alright?" Konrad asked, realizing that Sanguinius had caught his wings on the chair.

"Yes," Sanguinius said, not mollified by the question. 

"It was funny though," Konrad said defensively.

"It wasn't appropriate for tonight," the Emperor said, he had been near the kissing booth (not in line) when Konrad pulled his prank. 

"Sorry, Father," Konrad said. "Sorry, Sanguinius."

Vulkan showed up at that moment. Konrad helped Sanguinius get his wings unstuck from the chair. Sanguinius was very happy to be done with the kissing booth. He had been more interested in the different parts of the carnival, such as the cake walk. There didn't seem to be cake on the floor, so that didn't make as much sense to him. 

"It's apparently like musical chairs," the Lion said. He was one of the Primarchs helping with the cake walk. "It doesn't make much sense to me either."

"Interesting," Sanguinius said and moved on. 

The raffle wasn't very exciting, Horus was mostly stuck at a table encouraging adults to buy raffle tickets. The prize would be drawn at the end of the evening. The evening finally drew to a close and the raffle was drawn. A mother of a student the Primarchs didn't know won the drawing. 

"Well, that wasn't too terrible," Fulgrim said as they headed back to the Palace after helping to clean up.

"No, not really," Sangiunius agreed. He had found that experience wasn't as bad as he had thought it would be. 

"I liked being in the kissing booth," Vulkan said. "It was nice to see so many parents."

"It was cool to see the adult influences on some of our peers," Magnus said. The other Primarchs agreed.