I do not own American Horror Story or the characters. They belong to Ryan and Brad, with their bull caca.


"Just leave the money on the counter Toots," He spoke to the blonde woman as he washed his hands in the sink. He needed them fresh for the new batch coming in. Besides, the woman's snatch smelled like hot fish, he hated that scent. He really wished there was a girl that smelled nice, at least seem like she took care of herself down there.

Jimmy Darling had been doing this sort of thing quite recently, hardly anyone was showing up at the Freak show and money was getting scarce. One night a woman named Brenda came to see the show, they locked eyes and the next thing he knew he had her singing in his trailer. When he told his mother Ethel, even showed the money Brenda had given him, Ethel had the bright idea of making it a side job.

"Best have your hands dirty and stay afloat then don't and drown," she said, count on his mother to have a way with words. But he did it; his best was about 50 bucks. Enough to help him and his mother with basic needs. But honestly, he hated it. He hated sneaking in the back, as if he was some criminal. He hated watching the girls just lay back, skirts rose enough for him to go where he's going but not high enough to see. What he hated the most, they closed their eyes. Not only that, they had this look on their face as if they were imagining anything but what was happening. It stung, but he understood his place. So when the woman left he put his shirt back on, positioning himself on the bed for the next girl to come along.

When she came in, he was sort of taken aback but without letting it show. She was younger than his regulars, most were in their 30's up to 40's. She was closer to his age he expected if not a bit younger. She wore a pale yellow dress, the style of the time. Her hair down to her shoulders and poofed up, a black headband holding it in place. Overall she was…the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She looked so delicate, like a fine China doll. She looked nervous as hell, a typical look he was used to. Girls when they see his hands were freaked out by him, shrink away.

"Don't worry, I don't bite. Come here baby," he smirked, playing his role. He watched her gulp, but walked closer to the bed. She smelled like cherry blossoms, he always loved that smell. So exotic and clean. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands folded on her lap. She looked like she was lost in her own mind, it was normal for first timers.

"You wanna lay back baby doll?" He asked, pulling his shirt off to begin.

"Can I just um…sit here a few minutes? I'm sorry I just…I'm so nervous." China cherry blossom girl spoke, her voice sounded like honey. Her eyes reminded him of honey too, bright…gold…he couldn't put his finger on it. But there was something about her so…different.

"Sure thing, no rush." He was gentle about it; there really was no time frame. If someone got impatient he would simply get a knock on the door, but that had yet to happen before. His answer made her smile; he couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Thanks, I'm sorry I'm such a clutz," she laughed. "I'm Zoe by the way." Now that threw him off guard, never once did a girl, or anyone, want to know his name. Freak…Lobster Boy…It…he was used to those kinds of things. No one wanted to take the chance to know him, to engage in conversation. Yet this girl right here…he was speechless. It must have been obvious, because she smiled at him, her head tilted to the side.

"Do you have a name?" She asked. "Or are you not going to tell me?" He snapped out of it, a smirk finally forming on his features. Only this time it wasn't his usual sexy smirk, it was a sincere one.

"Jimmy, Jimmy Darling," he replied. "It's very nice to meet you beautiful." He gave her a wink, causing her to blush with her head hanging down. Oh man, he was a goner for sure.

"Not to be nosey or anything, but what's a pretty girl like you at a happening like this?" Jimmy had to ask. "No offense, you're usually not my demographic."

"I have been asking myself the same thing," Zoe laughed a bit. "A friend of mine heard of this, she keeps insisting I need to quote 'get laid'. I kinda hate her."

"I might have to thank her though, never would have met you if you didn't show up." Jimmy replied, the shameless flirt he was. And seeing her blush every time he spoke only fueled that fire. "Seriously though, we don't have to do this if you're not comfortable. If you just wanna sit here and talk…I'll be fine with it. Believe me it'll be a nice change of pace." Zoe looked at him, her eyes softened in front of him. Jimmy felt himself shiver under her gaze. It felt like he was enchanted by her, something had to be different about her…there just had to be. No normal girl would be this way with him otherwise.

But, he kept true to his word. They sat on the bed and just simply talked, there he found out more about her. She moved from Tampa to Jupiter a couple of months ago, attended an all-girls school outside of town. She had a passion for books, since the headmistress refused having them a TV. That thought, sprung an idea to mind.

"Have you ever seen the Freakshow?" He asked her. Zoe gently shook her head in reply.

"Some of my friends do, but we're under tight curfew. 9 o'clock sharp or we help dust off our butler's dolls." Jimmy gave her a look but she waved her hand. "Long story."

"Well, the show don't start till 8, you and your friends can sneak out…come see it. If you don't its fine but…I promise you, it's the best show you'll ever see in your life. Plus it gives me an excuse to see you again." Zoe looked at him, her bottom lip sucked in, like she was thinking. She was so damn cute; Jimmy prayed she wasn't just a figment of his imagination. He had been trying to get down from a high from one of Elsa's drugs.

"I might figure out something," she spoke, Jimmy sighed with a goofy grin over his face.

"Good, so um…I guess I better get you outta here." He looked at the door then back at her. Zoe nodded, getting up and smoothed her skirt again. "I'll see you right?"

"Yeah, I promise." Zoe replied, giving him a wave goodbye before she left. Jimmy couldn't stop smiling; a new ray of hope grew in his heart. Maybe…just maybe…he could finally be seen as a person by a pretty girl. To touch a girl without her shrinking away or close her eyes. He could be getting what he had wanted so badly at last. He couldn't even pay attention, he tried to get back to work but all he could think about was Zoe. Her face, the smell of cherry blossoms. He ended up leaving with 18 dollars, something his mom won't be happy about. But he can make some excuse; he had bigger things to worry about.


"18 bucks? Had a dry day I take it," his mother spoke while she was in his trailer. "What's gotten into you? You never wanted to get all spruced up before." Jimmy was hovered over his sink, attempting a shave.

"Had a girl who got too excited, took pity on her," he replied. "And can I not try to look nice?" Ethel just made a small laugh stacking the money away. "Hey Ma, have you ever thought about a life out of this place?"

"Here you go with your dreams again," Ethel laughed again. "Jimmy, this is our home. The only one we've ever known. Normal is not for us…and besides where would we go?"

"I don't know Ma; I hear the Keys are nice. And they let those gays walk around holding hands and stuff and no one says nothing. Ma I…I'm tired of sneaking around like some leper. Don't you wanna live somewhere and live off the land?"

"We are living off the land, we are performers. Entertainers. Now quit those silly dreams and help me with the tents. We gotta look nice tonight for the customers." Customers his foot, there had not been a customer since the birth of television. But he still had that hope from today; Zoe had to show up…she wouldn't just tease him like that.

"What does it look like out there?" Jimmy whispered to Paul behind the curtain. "Do we got some folks?"

"Five," the English Seal Man replied. "A boy with and older woman…and three girls. I think one of them is a gypsy. I thought they were spooked by us?"

"Is there another girl out there? Kinda looks like a China doll? Shoulder length hair?" Jimmy asked, trying not to sound pushy.

"Yeah…right in the middle." Paul moved over to the side to let Jimmy see. Sure enough there she was, sitting in the middle of two other girls. The girl on the left was short, kinda heavy built. The other on the right must have been the gypsy Paul was referring. Jimmy's face broke in a huge smile, it almost hurt.

"What's got you all giddy?" Paul asked, an amused expression on his face.

"The girl in the middle? I met her today, in one of my side jobs." Jimmy spoke, pointing to Zoe. "She's…she's so different than the others. I can't explain it man but…"

"I get it mate, believe me. If I'm gonna be honest, I can't stop thinking about that girl." Paul replied.

"Who? The candy striper Elsa found? Man you have the weirdest taste." Jimmy laughed but kept peeking through the curtain.

"Come on lover boy. We have to set up for the performance." Paul laughed, Jimmy nodded but he kept looking at Zoe. She came…she really came.

Different indeed.

This was kinda cheesy, I know it was. I'll try to make it better I promise!