❝ i know you, the gleam in your eyes is a familiar gleam. ❞ ( from fritz! lunasprout :)
didney lyrics starters // accepting!
“Why, I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir!”
Of course Fritz would be the first to see through her ruse–she’d be lying if she said she hadn’t expected as much. It was a flimsy disguise, after all–just street clothes as opposed to her typical flouncy frills and bows–but it was still all too easy for her to blend into the crowd. Most of the troupe wouldn’t even notice her presence; for all they knew, their ringmaster was still backstage taking a sick day with Stella to look after her. (It was a perfect excuse–she was awfully strict about keeping anyone sick off the stage and in their own quarters until they recovered, after all; everyone else knew better than to risk catching whatever she had!)
Her master plan had been several days in the making. Annelie had come to the realization that if it was the guests view of the circus that made or broke its success, then the best way to judge their newest lineup of acts was to watch it from a guest’s perspective! She’d never sat back and watched her troupe from the seats, so it was no wonder she’d felt so stuck on deciding where to take things next. And better yet, what better way to test her troupe’s readiness than to have them perform without an integral part of their team? The only bump in the road was that she couldn’t very well tell her troupe that she would be watching from the wings. The performance would surely be different if they knew she were judging it, and that defeated the whole point! So she’d carefully begun feigning sick–a cough here, working up a sweat to fake a fever, and viola! She’d changed clothes and snuck out the camp once everyone had left and not a second later.
An innocent, ‘who, me?’ look in her eyes greets Fritz as she looks back at him, hands clasped behind her back as she bounces on the balls of her feet.
“I’ve never been to this circus before. I’m very excited to see everyone perform!”
