Clyde is Toy Bonnie, Chilly is my OC.

Clyde woke up to sunlight shining into his room. He rolled onto his side, rolling the blanket around with him. He tried to get back to sleep but realized what the day was. His eyes widened when he realized the day it was. He rolled back out of bed, his blanket trying to attack him. He managed to maneuver his way out of the bed, but his body met the floor. He groaned as he had fallen flat on his face. He pulled himself together and stood up, taking a deep breath afterwards. He looked out his bedroom window, a layers of snow were covering half of the window. He smirked at the thought of snow, it was not often when they got snow in Rydston. Clyde hated the way they spelled the name, it was pronounced Rid-Stun, but the spelling had to be awkward. He looked around his room, the light shone onto almost everything in it. Posters of all kinds of things, posters of bands, video games, even local events from the years. His desktop computer mocked him, all of his social media's, favorite websites, everything he could binge over was on it. He looked to the clock on his bedside table and realized the time, 6:30 o'clock. School started at 7:30 and it took him around fifteen minutes to get there. He ran to his closet and started looking through clothes, wanting to be able to get his morning routine done in time. For a shirt, he grabbed a dark, cyan blue t-shirt. He also grabbed a white hoodie with roses on it to complement the shirt. He opened the drawers in the bottom of his closet and picked out pants; black jeans with a green snake logo on the left leg. He grabbed a random pair of underwear. He took out white socks as well and put them on the pile of other clothes. He looked around his room one more time to see if he needed anything. He grabbed one last item, his phone. He grabbed his cellphone off of his bedside table and headed out of the room. He opened the oak door to his room and headed through the hallway towards the bathroom. On his way he banged on his sister's room door,

"Chilly! Chilly wake up! It's 6:30!"

He heard something fall on the floor, followed by an 'oof!' quickly after. He ran down the hallway once more and reached the first bathroom, leaving the door to the second open for his sister. He closed the white door behind him and locked it. He set down his clothes on the toilet lid and turned on the shower. He took off his 'pajamas', underwear, grabbed a towel and set it near the shower, and hopped in the shower.

He finished his shower at 6:40 and finished brushing his teeth at 6:43. He had dried himself off, put on all of his new clothes, besides socks, and started heading down the stairs, bringing his socks with him. He almost tripped has he ran down the birch staircase. He heard his sister stumbling on almost everything as she got out of the shower. He swung himself around the banister post and made his way to the kitchen. He opened the cabinet and looked for something to eat. He noticed a box of poptarts and decided it was fine. He took out one pack, opened it, then plopped the two pastries in the toaster. He pressed down on the toaster handle and the poptarts began cooking.

Clyde finished getting his black boots on when his sister, Chilly, actually fell down the stairs. Only she didn't fall on her face, she fell on her butt. Her foot slipped; she fell on her bottom, and she slid down the staircase, hitting every single wooden stair on the way down.

"Ow! Dammit!" Chilly said, once she reached the bottom.

"Get your ass up and grab a poptart, we're gonna be late," Clyde looked at the oven clock, "It's 6:50!"

Chilly managed to get her grip and got off of the ground and back to her feet. She ran over to the counter and grabbed a poptart, burning her hand a slight bit in the process. She waiting a moment then took a bite. Clyde looked outside the house and noticed one of the cars were gone.

"Mom took the Chevrolet, we're takin' the Buick." Clyde said, grabbing a key chain hanging from the wall.

Chilly ran to get her shoes on, having put her socks on a few moments ago. As she was running, she almost slipped but managed to keep her ground. Clyde started running behind her, heading for the front door. Chilly put on brown uggs; they went well with her blue jeans, white shirt, and dark blue jacket. Clyde opened the front door,

"Hurry up!"

Chilly ran out the door, Clyde shut the door behind her and locked the door. The two of them ran through the blanket of snow and to the Buick. Chilly went into the passenger seat of the car, Clyde climbing into the drivers seat shortly after. Clyde pulled his hood down, then put the keys in the ignition. Her started the car and put on his seat-belt, Chilly doing the same after. Chilly looked at the dash, the time read 6:55. She hoped and prayed they'd get their on time. It usually took them fifteen minutes to get there, but there was usually more traffic on Thursdays.

Circus of Horror is not like Anthropocalypse as the entire story is one plot, Circus of Horror will take many lead ups in the normal life of Clyde and his friends until the Circus of Horror actually makes the Climax. But do not worry, this story will still be jam packed with Drama, Action, and all sorts of things. Just bare with me as the story unravel's. I am worried about this story failing, and if it does, I'll come back to it when I feel better about it. But Anthropocalypse will still continue, and I will continue to write. Thank you for reading this message. I appreciate it a lot. Have a nice day, and drink a glass of water.

~FoxLord7