A/N: This is obviously a crossover story for JtHM and Cirque Du Freak, My favorite Comic Book and Book, but what you mat not know is that Curtis RX and Erik X of Creature Feature are also in here along with a few of their songs, son I own NOTHING! Except the story line, and a different Cirque Du Freak character that I will just say never was introduced in the series, and just for fun it'll be a mind-reading girl, 'cause there just isn't enough females in the series. Also this has a little bit of Johnny x Devi romance, and for all those who don't get this read my other story, Sickeningly Sour first. But anyway time for chapter numero uno!

Ch 1: Welcome to the Show

The phone rang, Devi picked up the phone "Hey, Johnny! What is it?"

"Devi! It's amazing, cool and strange! It's an entire show dedicated to miss-fits! It's called the Cirque Du Freak, we can go, and see all of these amazing people! And if anyone fucks with them we can slaughter them later! Doesn't that sound perfect?"

He was extremely happy.

"Yeah, it does Johnny, but who will watch Squee? He's probably a little too young to go to this place."

"I asked Squee if he would want a babysitter, then he freaked out and babbled about flying nannies and chimney sweeps and talking carousels. So I said I'd leave him with food, water, and set up my anti-burglary security system before I left."

"Um…OK…when will this show be?"

"Next week!"

"Cool, I can't wait to go!" Devi said excitedly.

"'Kay, bye!" Johnny said hanging up.

Devi hung up and sighed, Johnny could be so energetic and excitable. She hoped that this 'Cirque Du Freak' will be amazing, because Johnny really made it sound like something to behold.

Recently Devi, Johnny, and Squee, had moved to a city by the name of Lost Angelos*, it was an extraordinarily terrifying place, but there was a surplus of victims, unusual things happened nearly everyday, once there was an alien invasion, hideous bug-like creatures coming up from the sewers, and the constant grave-robberies, not only that but now there's a convention in town dedicated to reading obituaries!

One of the upsides of living in this amazing city is that even though on Devi's résumé she had written about her 'bad tendencies' the local Swarms & Hobble accepted her application for the job opening, which is why Johnny had to call her just now.

Just then two men walked up to the counter, one was wearing a striped shirt, with black pants, suspenders, and shoes. He had dark eyes and jet black hair; he seemed to be glaring at everything in contempt.

While the other one was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing off an intricate vine and thorn tattoo on his left arm and a black cuff that went half-way up the exposed flesh on his right arm, he also wore a black button-up vest, with a loosely tied black, well, tie underneath the vest, he also wore a pair of black pants with white pin-stripes going from his black dress shoes, to his Grave-Digger Society belt. He also had some nicely groomed side burns and a wild mess of dark-brown hair; along with some slightly lighter brown eyes. He looked much happier then his friend, as he walked up to the counter Devi was behind.

"Hello!" he said cheerfully, "Do you have anything by Edgar Allen Poe? I was looking all over the A and P section but I couldn't find anything."

Devi immediately perked up "Why, yes we do, it just came in this morning it is everything he had ever written along with some of his earlier drawings, it's $25.50. How will you plan on paying, Mr.…?" she said as she pulled out a book as thick as she was the one in the stripes torso (ha, exaggeration, but I have a book similar and that little beast weighs as much as I do).

"RX, Curtis RX." He said, taking a small bow, "And my mopey friend here is Erik X. We're in a band by the name of Creature Feature, by any chance have you heard of us?"

Devi thought back to her first real killing spree, she remembered the song that was playing the background, and the CD she had bought. "Actually yes, and your music, it can amaze. Kind of a fan here, love the music, very original by the way, keep it up." she was saying as they paid.

Curtis picked up the book and he could barely lift it any farther up then the full extent of his arms.

"Need a bag?' she said laughing a little bit inside.

Erik looked at her, "Yeah, or maybe a forklift." He said smirking and snickering a bit. He walked over to Curtis, turned him to the side, and helped lift the other side of the book as they walked out.

A/N: First half of my double shot, it's really so short because I want to add the Invader Zim characters, but have that be separate, because the story for that is just extensive…like the Nyan Cat-SUPER OMEGA ALPHA Extended Version…it's ten hours long and I'm going to listen to it all…kill me, I'm only ten minutes in.