Twice in a day? Whoo!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own APH/Hetalia but I do own this plot bunny. :3

Lemston, Oklahoma; Winter; Present Day

Alfred sat on the highest of his now rusted metal bleachers, his bright blue eyes surveying the once grand circus tent he called home. It was depressing to see how tattered and abandoned his home had become. The once vibrant blue and purple stripes had become faded. Holes filled the thinning fabric, though no light managed to filter through the twisted trees that surrounded the tent. He stood up; taking in the loud squeak the bleachers gave as he moved around.

"Fucking depressing." He muttered while ignoring the loud screams for mercy the bleachers gave as he moved down towards the center of the big top. There was a dim light in the center, coming from a single light bulb he had installed for such purposes. The light source provided just enough light to see the twins practicing their acrobatics.

The twins. Lovino and Feliciano Vargas. His twins. He had adopted them after all. The two boys had grown up so well, so strong and agile, trained under his power. It was sad the two never truly got to experience the joy that was the circus. Making people laugh until they cried or scaring them until they pissed themselves. The only thing they got to experience was the long and steady decline in popularity. They witnessed their home become a desolate wasteland of lingering giggles. Nothing more than an urban legend from the nearby town. A place that local teens dared each other to come to and see if they could survive the night. It was so sad! His twins didn't deserve this! No one deserved such a fate of starvation!

They needed an audience. They needed to bring life back into their circus! He needed an event that would turn all eyes to their old-fashioned three-ring circus.

"We're going on tour!" He announced suddenly, startling the twins. Feliciano let out a startled but short-lived scream as he narrowly missed the swing and fell through the air, whimpering as his brother caught him by his ankle with a grunt.

"What the fuck do you mean, 'we're going on tour'?!" Lovino yelled, starting to swing back towards the platform. Alfred raised an amused eyebrow, humming softly.

"Exactly what it sounds like, Lovino. We're going on tour." He said once again, his eyes holding something sinister.

"A tour sounds like fun! We should do it!" Feliciano exclaimed, giggling as his brother finally managed to get them back onto the platform.

"Exactly!" Alfred said, glad someone understood his vision.

"Exactly, what? What are we talking about?" A curious new voice asked, Lovino growling in irritation. The new voice belonged to Matthew Williams, Alfred's half-brother and a former clown at the circus. He was a blonde pale innocent looking creature but had a deadly edge to him.

"This bastard suddenly thinks that going on tour is a good idea," Lovino muttered, starting to climb down the ladder to the ground below. Feliciano simply jumped from the platform, his bare feet making a cloud of dust as he landed.

"I think it is! The people! The festivities! You'll even get to perform!" Matthew said, smiling broadly. Lovino glared at him, not exactly impressed. Giggling, Feliciano bounced over to the clown.

"He's right, Lovi!" He chirped. "We'd get to perform and find new souls and victims! It'll be fun!" He was clearly as excited as Matthew, Alfred looking to Lovino with a smirk.

"Three to one, Lovi. We're going on tour! We just have to fix this place up and get some new people...all our old performers are dead." The ringleader said, his words tapering off as he started to think about their sudden dilemma. Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I'm sure there will be plenty of people willing to make a deal with the devil."

*Not a real place

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