Disclaimer: I do not own Cirque Du Freak, even though I'm a total fan-girl.
Pairings: Debbie/Steve, Darren/Larten
Note: This is mostly from Darren's POV, but sometimes it is in Larten's. And Debbie isn't exactly nice in this one. All human.
I was having fun, at the club known as the Vampire Mountain Cave, when my life went straight to hell. See, I'd been dancing with my girlfriend, Debbie Hemlock, who I was planning on proposing to tomorrow, when my second-best friend, Steve Leonard, decided to come into the picture. He grinned at us and yelled a greeting over the loud Metallica music, and headed towards us. His grin wavered, and he shouted that he, Debbie and I had to talk for a second. Debbie froze, and looked almost delighted. I was curious as to why, and so I followed him with Debbie clinging to my arm.
Once we were in a quieter place of the Club/Hotel/Restaurant, in the hall of Kheldan Lurt, he sat down in a chair, and motioned for us to sit down in some of the randomly stacked chairs. I pulled two down - one for myself and one for Debbie. Besides me, Steve was the only one who looked remotely nervous. Then he started looking Debbie up and down. I didn't like that much at all. He slowly told us- well, mainly me- what this was about.
Ten minutes later, I rushed past my closest friend, Larten, and out into the city streets, wishing I was dead.