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That one time I got isekaied into a freak circus soulmate au: Chapter 3: Circus Trip no Road Trip

The freak circus does not belong to me, nor do any of the characters shown. Pierrot and any other characters mentioned belong to nekoboydreams here on tumblr. This is a polycircus fanfiction where you end up with all the clowns. Mc is all the circus members soulmate.

Warnings: Pierrot, stalking, breaking and entering, nightmares and noncon kissing (just kissing nothing else)

Also if there are any spelling errors please tell me I have no beta reader besides myself. :3

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Once you get home you take off your jacket and put your keys up next to Carols car keys. The good thing about living walking distance from work is you both save money on gas. Because of this you both often leave the car at the apartment unless it's raining. After glancing at the clock you realize Carol will be home soon. This means you have to start on the burgers now.

Heading into the kitchen you take out everything you'll need to make some home made burgers. As you begin seasoning the meat you hear a distinct creek of the floor boards. Which wouldn't be odd if it wasn't for the fact you should be home alone. Though you do have a 'secret' admirer right now. With a discreet glace at your hand you notice Pierrots soulmark isn't glowing. Which means he's not in your apartment. Somehow the thought of a stranger in your apartment unsettles you more than Pierrot being in it.

Swiftly you grab a knife off the counter and turn calling out for Carol just in case. You expect it to either her or a burglar. But you find no one in your kitchen or living room. With a shrug you turn back to finish the meat figuring it's probably just the building setting down for the night. God these clowns are really making you paranoid you'll be glad when you and Carol finally hit the road tomorrow…

*A few moments later*

Carol got home right as you were in the middle of making her burger. You had just put the cheese on top when you hear the front door open. You expect to hear the exasperated and annoyed sigh of a longer than average shift. But much to your surprise, no sigh is heard not even the sound of the door slamming. Instead, you hear her gently close the front door and hang her keys up next to yours. Soon after you hear footsteps approach the kitchen.

"Hey, bestie…." You trail off clearly guilty as you turn to face her. You expect to see her glaring at you for leaving the cafe early, but instead, she's smiling? Must've been a good shift…

You have a bad gut feeling about this.

"Carol, why are you smiling?" I turn away from the stove and face her the burgers sizzling. "I thought you'd be mad." I ask, completely puzzled by her good mood. Her smile grows wider before she puts a finger to her mouth. "That's a secret, though I am mad at you. I found the perfect way for you to make it up to me!~" She says with a sing-song voice.

You watch her reach down into her pants pocket. Dread fills your stomach already knowing about what she might pull out.

"TAE DA!" She exclaims like some magician at a birthday party. In her hand are two tickets, one pink and the other a dull brown? You've never seen the brown one before. Ticket Taker only offers ONE ticket, not two. Is this change because of you not following the games script. That could be why you ran into the Doctor earlier, too. But why is the other ticket brown? Was the normal ticket always brown? You try to remember the color of the regular admissions ticket, but nothing comes to mind. All you remember is that the pink ticket leads to the bad end where you get kidnapped. You also remember the red one is Pierrots ticket and the green is Harlequins.

Dang, you should've read the game creators tumblr more often! As you contemplate just how screwed you and Carol were, smoke begins to fill the apartment.

The burgers!

The audible blare of the smoke alarm goes off as you take the charred patties off the heat. Carol rushes to open up a window before the smoke alarm starts screaming. The plot just doesn't seem to want to let you go.

Unfortunately for it you always have a plan.

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It's times like this you really wish she was here. She always knew what to do. Sadly, you don't have her here to convince Carol that going to the circus is a bad idea.

You also have no logical explanation to tell Carol why you both shouldn't go to the circus. You can't just say "Carol the circus is full of a bunch of human eating monsters! They will turn you into a mindless puppet and eat you once you're not useful anymore!" She'll think you've finally gone completely insane if you tell her the truth. God What a pickle of a situation you've found yourself in.

Now you find yourself sitting silently at the kitchen table contemplating how to start this conversation while Carol eating your slightly burnt burgers. Funnily enough, even charred, they still taste amazing. "So how did you get those tickets? Did you really spend all your vacation money on 2 expensive circus tickets?" I ask her despite knowing the answer.

You know she met the Ticket Taker, and for some reason, he gave her a pink ticket and the brown ticket which you assume is a regular admission ticket. Though you don't know why it's brown of all colors. "Like I said before that's a secret! You don't have to worry about anything, I spent no money on these scouts honor." She says a big fat grin on her face. She was not in scouts!

"But since I did work someone's shift I expect that tomorrow night we will go to the circus." Her smile turns devious at the thought of taking me to a circus full of clowns. Out of everyone Carol is very aware of your proclaimed fear of clowns. Little does she and everyone else know it's not a real fear of clowns. More so, you've been scared of running into any clowns on the off chance they're one of your soulmates. But you can't tell people that, so you simply say you have coulrophobia instead.

You cross your arms a little heated about your perfect plan being destroyed. "But that will ruin our whole itinerary!" You had meticulously scheduled this vacation and budgeted everything. From what motels you'll both stay at to what attractions and sites you'll go to on each day. Carol shrugs "Well you should've thought about that before I had to bus extra tables." Dang it Carol you must really wanna get kidnapped. "Yes but Carol you know how much work I put into planning this trip for us." You plead hoping the sad tone of your voice will sway her.

She considers what you say before swallowing down another bite of her burger. "Honestly if you were as serious about work as you were about planning our little 2 week vacation we'd get so much more done for the boss!" Ouch okay when did Carol start sounding like your mom? "Carol please you know how much I hate circus's just let me make it up to you another way please?" You try to reason with her but her mind is made up it seems.

"Come on it's way more fun doing spontaneous trips! Me and my brother used to do those all the time." She says before eating the last bit of her burger now sounding like her old self again. She gets up leaving to go to her room done with your conversation.

"Wait what about tomorrow the circus doesn't open till sun down?!" You call after her your own burger long forgotten. She pokes her head out. "We can finally visit that boardwalk at the edge of town. You've always wanted to go there right?" She winks at you before disappearing into her room.

You hear her door close and allow your face to plant on the table groaning in irritation. You didn't want to visit the boardwalk that was her who wanted to. Great now you'll have to make sure Carol doesn't spend her vacation allowance on carnival games.

Ugh maybe you can convince her to go drinking instead of to the circus then drive out of town while she's blackout drunk. You shiver at the thought sounding like some creep, okay maybe you sound like one but your intentions are pure. Oh God now you sound like a nice guy!

You groan again banging your head on the table before looking at your unfinished burger. Your not hungry anymore but the thought of wasting food always made you feel bad. It was never something your parents in either life taught you. You just can't for some reason…

"I can't go to the circus I don't want to be taken by killer clowns…" You say to yourself knowing that you have to figure out how to avoid going at all costs.

You pick up the burger and finish it thinking of how you'll dodge the circus besides getting Carol intoxicated. Going to a horror themed circus is bad but seeing your soulmates is worse.

Although neither Pierrot nor Doctor mentioned being soulmates with you for some reason. Now that you think about it Pierrot is allowed to talk in public and Doctor would have to show you his ankle to prove you're soulmates.

So maybe if you cover up and just not acknowledge them as your soulmates that will be enough. As long as you pretend like you don't know they're your soulmates they will be none the wiser.

It's been cold recently, so maybe you can get away with wearing gloves and a scarf. Getting up you clean the dishes and put away the ones that are dry from yesterday. After you finish you notice Carol left the tickets on the table. Picking them up, you take a closer look at the brown ticket.

The pink one is still the same pink and gold with Columbina's wing symbol on it. Meanwhile, the brown ticket has all the circus members symbols on it in gold. They form a little arch over the words "The Freak Circus Ticket." You don't remember the regular admission ticket being described in the game. You really should have wrote everything you knew about the freak circus down the second you realized you were isekaied into it.

You can't prove it but you could've sworn the admission ticket was a different color. You sigh grabbing the two dreaded tickets and go to your room. You don't have time to dwell on ticket colors, you have a pair of jeans to finish. Closing your bedroom door you decide you'll give the Ticket Taker the cyan and brown ones. That's assuming your plan to get rid of the tickets fail and you end up at the circus.

You'll still keep the pink one, though, as a souvenir. You're a fan of the game still at heart, and while you can't get the Pierrot plushie anymore, at least you can get a real ticket. Huh maybe once this is all behind you you'll make your own plushies of the circus members. Not just because your a fan of the game but as a little way to commemorate the soulmates you'll never be with.

You place the two tickets on your nightstand along with the cyan one that you had in your pocket this whole time. Taking out your night clothes, you plan to shower and change in the bathroom. You don't usually change in your bathroom, but you know Pierrot is watching you somewhere outside. The last thing you want to do is give him a free show. No need to tempt that tiger.

While in the shower you contemplate just destroying the tickets now. Yeah Carol will be pissed but she'll probably forget once you guys start your vacation. Plus you know she won't wanna pay full price after having them for free. You know its for the best for both of you. But at the same time something in you wants to go to the circus members.

You've heard that over time, soulmates will begin to feel an extreme need to be around each other. It's why most people spend their whole lives with their soulmates. Soul scientists call this the first stage of the soulbond or just simply the pull. After being around your soulmates for enough time, you begin to crave being around them and will feel an unexplainable calm around them.

That's why you've been trying to stay away from them this whole time. If you really are feeling the pull already, then you have to leave tomorrow before you get to stage two of the soulbond.

New plan! While in the car on the way to the boardwalk, you'll just "accidentally" let the circus tickets fly out the window. Problem solved, and to cheer Carol up you'll take her to the boardwalk to play as many games as she wants. Finally after that you'll start your trip! Confident in your plan, you get out of the shower and continue your nightly routine. After putting on your pajamas, you step into your room to find your balcony door slightly ajar.

Cold night air enters your room making a chill run down your spine.

Someone's in your room.

You close your balcony door and briefly glace at Pierrots soulmark on your hand. But much to your confusion it's not glowing at all. Did he come in and just leave? On night one, after the player saves Pierrot, he breaks into their room and watches them sleep. But you'd know if Pierrot was in your room because your soulmark would start glowing. Now that you think about it your soulmark didn't glow when you were in the shower either. Nor did it glow when you were putting on your night clothes meaning Pierrot isn't in your room.

If Pierrot is not in your room… then who is?

You look around, not finding anything out of the ordinary. You notice nothing out of place as your eyes scan the empty bedroom. Your notebook is on your desk, and so is your useless sewing machine. The tickets on your nightstand are still there as well, and all your handmade plushies are correctly placed in the corner of your room. Nothing has been moved out of place or disturbed. You glace at your closet, the door closed just like you left it. You get a gut feeling but quickly brush it off since Pierrots mark isn't glowing.

You assume he's outside somewhere and probably stayed just out of range to make his mark glow. He and the others are soulmates so there's no reason for him not to know the marks glow when the other half is near. With no evidence of someone hiding in your room you let out a relieved sigh. Maybe you're just being overly paranoid and he really did just come in and leave. Shaking your head you grab the patchwork jeans and crack open your energy drink. With your hand sewing kit and all the remaining patches your ready.

Let's get to work!

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A tall figure sneaks into your room at around 4 am.

He thought you'd never fall asleep after he watched you chug that entire drink. It worried him a bit because Doctor said they can be bad for humans but one shouldn't hurt you. Though seeing determined look on your face was cute, Pierrot was looking forward to watching you sleep again. He finds you sprawled out on the bed the finished patchwork jeans grasped in your arms. He wishes it was him instead of those jeans in your arms.

The empty energy drink can lays on the covers next to you it's crushed form reminds him of how adorable you are when your full of energy. But he can't help but think your far more delightful when sleeping though. He smiles at how delicious you look while sleeping a bit of drool dripping down your cheek while you snore sweetly. His lady is one of the most precious beings when she sleeps!

He throws the empty drink away in your trashcan and then begins to slowly make you more comfortable on your bed. Starting with taking the jeans from you he folds them and places them on the back of your desk chair. He softly picks up the edge of your blankets and as gently as possible moves you off them onto your mattress. Making sure not to jostle you too much so you don't wake up.

Luckily for him, you had an energy drink crash, and now you're in a deep sleep. It would probably take an earthquake to wake you up.

Once you're tucked in, Pierrot sits down on the floor next to your bed with his arms crossed on top of his knees. With his back facing the balcony, he blocks the moonlight from hitting your face. He's like a silent sentinel as he notes every detail on your face. The softness of your lashes, the slight pout of your lips, and even the way your eyebrows relax as you fall deeper into rem.

He watches you the whole time seeing every little twitch of your face and sound you make. He wishes you could always look this peaceful. He remembers earlier that day when you looked so scared of him.

The smile that was once on his face slowly leaves as he thinks about todays events. His rests his head on is knees his heart aching as he remembers how afraid you were of him. But even if you were scared you still saved him. He feels so happy that you saved him he could just…just.. He goes still realizing he has slowly been moving closer to you. His face now so close he could kiss your soft lips if he wanted. He pulls back not wanting to do something he might not regret.

He goes back to just silently sitting at your side. A small part of him wishes you didn't save him earlier today. Because had that man hurt you he would've… he wishes you weren't so self sacrificing. However you've always been like that, haven't you? You just can't help saving people even if it puts your life in danger. You've always been so selfless and brave despite how fragile you are. His beautiful little soulmate.

He reaches out touching your face, gently smoothing his clawed hand across your cheek. Making sure not to cut you with his sharp claws.

He wants so badly to take you right now. But he knows now is not the right time to bring you home. You don't seem to recognize him as your soulmate yet. But you will in time. Even if he and the others have to remind you where you truly belong.

"My lady please don't save those who are unworthy of your kindness. Your life is worth so much more than just allowing others to harm you. I don't know if I can take seeing you hurt again." He whispers to you knowing that you can't hear him. Still he hopes you subconsciously take his words to heart. "Your kind, the other humans, they don't deserve you…" He leans in almost touching your lips again. "I know you'd say it's selfish but only show your beauty to us. Only show your sweet flesh to us." He sucks in a breath catching the faintest hint of your scent. Not even your scented body wash could hide it from him.

"You're one of the few who actually saw me and still held out your hand. Even if it trembled, you still wanted to help." He continues his soft voice breaking as he lays his heart out to your sleeping form. He gives your lips a peck pulling away slightly "So please don't save me next time. Let me protect you. Let me save you. I love you too much to lose you th-"

"I agree." A soft voice whispers from the closet.

A shadow falls over Pierrot, the soft sound of the closet door opening makes him still go as a rock. He slowly turns his head ready to defend his sleeping lady. His growl is low and territorial attempting to ward away this new intruder in your room.

Pierrot will protect his lady just like she did for him earlier.

When he catches a familiar scent, he stops growling. Instead perking up in joy at the person stepping into the room from the dark closet. They put their finger to their lips before gesturing for him to go outside. Pierrot nods, giving you a final little peck on the lips before standing to leave. He knows you'll be safe with them as he leaves out the open balcony door.

Climbing up on the railing he jumps from the second floor balcony landing on the ground with a practiced ease. Not even his bells jingle as he lands like he's snuck around in them for years. He snaps his head to two other familiar figures in the night. They wave him over to a parked car.

Meanwhile the figure walks over to your still sleeping form.

They look over you before moving some hair out of your face noting how your mouth was slightly ajar. Smirking they lean down till your lips touch kissing you like Pierrot did earlier. Unlike him, they flick their tongue out, licking your lips tasting you. They've waited so long to do this to you. Ever since they first caught your scent on the sidewalk this morning. No even longer than that, They've wanted to do this the second your soulmark appeared on their body.

They reluctantly pull away taking one last look at you before glancing at the three tickets on the nightstand. They are surprised when they notice the Doctors cyan ticket among the three. The sight of it makes them hum a little irritated but figuring all tickets lead to the same outcome. Though some quicker than others…

With that they stand to leave as well Going out the balcony. Before they close the balcony door, they look back at your sleeping form one last time. They smirk, "See you soon, darling guest." They close the sliding door leaving no evidence they were ever there disappearing into the night.

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"Você está mesmo me ouvindo?"(Are you really listening to me?) A burly voice shouts from somewhere above you, his words where slurred like he'd been drinking heavily. Why is this guy yelling at you in Portuguese? You haven't heard any Portuguese since high school.

A sharp pain stings in your cheek as you groan in pain. Touching your cheek you hiss in pain realizing your not in bed anymore. Your on the ground the dirt staining your hands as your vision blurs slightly.

Huh? Where are you?

You can see that your on the ground outside somewhere on your hands and knees both covered in the dark soil below. You hear another shout causing your head to snap up at the person standing above you. In front of you stands a man dressed in an old ring leader costume holding a wooden cane in one of his hands. His costume is a ratty faded yellow and you can see where someone patched it up long ago. "Sua vadia estúpida, o que foi que eu te disse sobre desperdiçar a carne?!" (You stupid bitch, what did I tell you about wasting the meat?!) Without warning he smacks you with his cane again, causing you to fall to the ground. Crying out your vision goes in and out for a second as you land on your side.

Instead of more dirt you land in something wet and sticky.

A pit forms in your stomach as you pull yourself back up. You look down only to realize you landed in a trail of blood and mystery meat. Shakily you follow the trail noticing it leads to a bucket of blood, the mystery meat not being so mysterious anymore as you notice human fingers in the blood. You gag at the sight of them along with the occasional eye and tooth being scene in the mess of blood and gore.

"É melhor você não vomitar, senão eu vou bater de verdade em você, mulher!"(You'd better not vomit, or I'm going to really hit you, woman!) The man slurs above you but you just can't bring your attention away from the human remains in front of you. Dear god where are you? You sit up quickly, your mind screaming at you to run but your body disobeys you. Instead of running it picks up the bucket shoveling the minced human remains into it little by little. Your eyes water as your hands become a bloody mess. Why isn't your body listening to you?!

"Não se preocupe, senhor, eu vou limpar essa bagunça e alimentar os monstros como você pediu."(Don't worry, sir, I'll clean up this mess and feed the monsters, just as you asked.) You hear your own voice shake as you answer the drunken man. Wait how can you speak this language? You have never spoken Portuguese that fluently in your life. Yeah you took some classes in high school and you were oddly good at understanding the language but you never became fluent. So how are you suddenly fluent?

You watch the man stumble off muttering under his breath about how you'll be feed to the monsters next if you mess up again. This makes you shake harder as you clean up the mess you made. Shit your face hurts so bad but you ignore it, instead you continue to shovel the last of the viscera into the bucket. Once your done you stand with the bucket clutched in both your arms staggering a bit. After getting your balance you start walking to a large black tent.

Wait no that's the tent where the black ticket guests eat the poor souls who didn't become fools for the circus! Your mind freaks out as your legs carry you into the dark tent against your will. You feel your fear raise more and more as you walk through the dark the only source of light being from the first flap opening. Not too far in you come to another set of tent flaps.

Using one arm you move the bucket of meat into it as you use the other to open the inner tent flaps. Your hands staining it with blood as you touch the black fabric noticing these flaps are already caked in dried blood. God what have you gotten yourself into? You try to shut your eyes the fear overwhelming you now, but your body still won't respond. Instead you start preying, begging any god who will hear you to wake you from this horrible nightmare.

As you hold the flap up you see eyes glint in the darkness of the black tent. The smell of blood and death waft from deep inside the void. Please no you don't want to go in! I DON'T WANT TO BE EATEN! You gulp as you begin to walk-

"Ξύπνα"

The last thing you hear as your plunged into darkness is a soft voice whisper "queridinha?"(little darling) …

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You wake up with a jolt. Sitting up in bed you breathe heavily as you frantically look around your bedroom realizing it was all just a nightmare. Pressing your hands into your chest you can feel your heart beating so fast you think it will stop. Taking deep breaths you feel it slowly come down as the adrenaline leaves your body. Your safe there's no black tent or strange drunk man beating you. Fully calm now you let out a big breath in relief.

It's then you notice strange taste in your mouth. It tastes like baked strawberry sweets and blood…

Yep, Pierrot definitely watched you sleep last night and did a little more than just stare. On the bright side, you've never felt more relaxed in your life. Strange dreams aside hopefully the rest of the day will turn out to be a good one.

Wiping your mouth, you head to the bathroom to brush your teeth having almost forgotten about the strange dream you had. While brushing, you go over the plan to get rid of the tickets once more. Just roll down the widow in Carol's car and let the wind do the rest. You'll have to make sure the cyan ticket gets left at home though. There's no way you're letting go of that one.

Jokes on the fanfiction gods your no regular Wattpad y/n! You refuse to follow the script and nothing can stop you!

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*Day 2 later that morning*

Nothing can stop you, you said. You're not like other girls, you said. That's what you thought, but it seems the Wattpad gods heard you mocking them. Cause now here you and Carol were looking at her engine. Or what's left of it to be more accurate. You really should've chosen your words to the gods more carefully….

As you were making breakfast Carol went out to get the mail from yesterday. Having forgotten to get it on her way up from work like usual. That's when you heard a scream and rushed to the window to find Carol's car almost completely vandalized.

"WHY ME! WHY ME!" Carol screams while throwing her hands in the air. The hood was up showing what was left of the engine. Multiple screws had been taken out, leading to random bits and parts scattered everywhere on the pavement. The worst part was that her starter was nowhere to be found. You're also pretty sure there's more missing parts but your no mechanic.

By the time you ran downstairs Carol was sprawled out on the pavement crying. She had a good reason to cry, considering how hard she worked to buy the car. It was an old Honda someone sold to her on Craig's list, her first car and now her first heartbreak. "My baby!" Carol wails earning a few stares from passerby's.

I walk over to my best friend pulling her up to her feet and hugging her. "It's gonna be okay, Carol. we'll call boss he knows a bit about cars. Maybe he'll be able to help." Carol hugs you back, still crying her eyes out. You pat her head, shushing her as she sobs into your shoulder. "It'll be okay. We will figure this out." You tell her knowing this isn't just a minor setback. That car was her baby and your only real mode of transportation. The only reason you walked to the café was because it was within walking distance. But to get anywhere else you definitely needed a car.

It was also your only way to escape the city…

You may be dumb but you're not stupid. Someone clearly did this intentionally to ruin your escape plan. The only question is, who did this? You highly doubted Pierrot was fully responsible for this. He might do it if given direction from someone else. But, as far as you know, the only other member who knows about you is Doctor unless he told Harlequin. Could the Doctor have told Pierrot to do this?

It's possible, but how would they know to take the cars starter. You remember, out of all the members, Pierrot can't drive, so it's unlikely he'd know about cars. You're unsure about Doctor, he also doesn't seem like the type to like cars that much. Although it's not like you read every character fun fact the games creator posted. For all you know one of them could actually be really handy with cars.

Now that you think about it the only circus member who could have eve heard you talk about your trip was Pierrot. One other circus member could be responsible though.

Ticket Taker comes to your mind, but you quickly rule him out. Even if Carol told him about you, which is probably what got her 2 tickets instead of one. He would not know that you're his soulmate unless Pierrot told him about you. It's a possible Pierrot could've told him before he gave the tickets to Carol. But even that makes no sense to you because you left long before he arrived at the cafe. Meaning Pierrot couldn't have had time to tell him and follow you home. All this speculation makes you feel like a character from Death Note.

You sigh.

This speculation is going nowhere and either way, it doesn't matter who did it. Because now you and Carol are effectively stuck in the city for the foreseeable future. To add to that, now you have to see how much repairing Carol's car is gonna be. You whip out your phone calling your boss who answers after a few rings. Well, there goes your vacation and your plans of getting rid of the tickets.

"MY CAR!" Carol sobbed into your shoulder while balling her eyes out.

"Poor little darling you were so focused on Carol you let that shadow down the street get away. A figure walking away from the scene, a big smirk on their face. Inside one of their pockets, the missing bolts and starter jingle slightly. Their plan to keep you in the city worked perfectly and soon you'll fall right into their claws. Hearing someone call out for them they quickly make their way back to the circus content as a cat that things are slowly going back to how they should be. You'll have to try better than that if you want to escape destiny darling."

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Back in the apartment after calling your boss and calming Carol down. You bring out her special surprise you worked on till 4am.

"I don't know if this will cheer you up Carol, but I made you those patchwork jeans you wanted." I hold out my finished product to her. "I even made matching ones for me!" You point to the jeans you're wearing.

Carol looks at the jeans, her eyes red and puffy from crying. Despite still being upset, she puts on a small smile, taking the jeans. She looks at them briefly before she bursts out crying again.

Well, you tried……

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"No sense! It makes no sense." An enraged voice echoes through the cosmos as stars twinkle in and out of existence.

A large figure sits in front of a river of endless stars throwing a hissy fit. Their dark black skin wrinkles in irritation the more they stare into the river of light. Getting frustrated they stand walking away with an angry huff….

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Part: 4

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Authors note: Poor Carol, she lost her car. Mc is really trying her best. Unfortunately, even her best can't save her from destiny. The wattpad gods, nor truck-kun are merciful.

Though I do wonder which circus member is watching her besides dear Pierrot? I worry it may be too obvious. I tried to keep it vague, but I don't know. Whoever gets it right, I'll give you a special shout out in the chapter they're revealed in.

Maybe you'll find out in the next chapter or not it depends on how long I want the chapters to be.

That will also be the deciding factor on when I post this story to ao3. Since I only use my phone to type for now I'm unsure if this story will translate well to ao3. If anyone has any knowledge on this please tell me.

Also would anyone like me to post art with the chapters? It will take me longer to make chapters but it could add to the story.

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