Summary:
Leave it to Puck to think receiving 13 tickets to the new carnival in the mail from an anonymous sender was "luck". He thought going with the whole Glee club would be a blast and a "bonding" experience. When they get there though, he realizes he was dead wrong. Madness, mystery, and mayhem occur when they get locked inside the twisted circus. Some find love while others lose it, some get smarter while others lose their minds entirely. Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to the Cirque Du Diabolique.(Mainly Faberry. Side Puck/Sugar) (established couples:Brittana, Klaine, Samcedes, Asian Fusion, Finchel)
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, for if i did, Faberry would be Canon. :)
Prologue
*present*
This sucks. I can't help but feel like it's my fault we're stuck in here. But I'm not gonna tell them that. As far as they know, the Puckmeister is never guilty.
Damn its dark in here. If Sam didn't drop and break our only flashlight then maybe we would have an easier time finding Quinn and Rachel. Why'd they run off anyway? No one will tell me. I just know it has something to do with Finn judging by the way he looks like a T-Rex who just got told he would get $1000 by doing push ups. He may be my bro, but Quinn and Rachel are my Baby Momma and Jew Babe. So if he hurt them, there's gonna be hell to pay. But anyway, I may as well introduce myself. I'm Noah Puckerman, and I wanna either get the hell out of here, or get a beer. Hopefully both.
~meanwhile~
I'm not quite sure how I got myself into this situation. Aimlessly walking along a desolate hallway searching high and low for Rachel. After she ran off, I tried to follow her but I ended up getting lost in the dark. I hope she's okay. I don't know what i would do if something happened to her. I just want to find her and get out of here. I hate this place. The evil laughter and disembodied voices are still bouncing along the walls...or so I think. They could quite possible just be in my mind, forever etched. Playing over and over like a scratched record. You're probably wondering a few things aren't you? Like who I am, where I am, and what's going on? Well, for now I can only answer two of those questions, for I don't know a response to the third. My name is Quinn Fabray and I am, seemingly forever, locked in the Circus of the Diabolical.
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