Thanks to all of you who read, and thanks to those who reviewed. Sorry for not updating this. It kind of… slipped my mind? Hehe.

Every character: BOO!

Shut it! Anyway, here are some reviewer responses.

Alice Nyte: I personally also like this one, because of the who carnival and freak aspect.

Broken Alice: Don't worry all the Oc's will be apart of the story, though some will come later rather than sooner.

D3vilnevercry: I now have a new favorite song thanks to you!


"You got the list Link set up!" Segador asked as he made sure that no amount of skin was showing. Didn't want some poor person having a heart attack now. Allen nodded as he made sure the scrap of paper Link put the supplies on were still in his coat pocket.

"Where's Damon?" He asked. The sound of. Trunk horn being honked was their answer as a red pick up soon came driving up, the tattooed carny in question behind the wheel. Stopping in front of the two, Allen and Segador both hopped into the back of the pick up.

"Where we going?" Damon asked opening the back window.

"Reever told me off the corner of Tisa Avenue." Segador said before pulling up a town map.

"Don't give it to Allen!"

"Haha. That was so funny I forgot to laugh." Allen grumbled while the other two laughed.

"Turn here." Segador said when Damon came on a fork in the road. Turning, the two in the pick up looked up at the expansive night sky and for once, the multitude of bright stars in the clear night sky. Soon though the boys pulled up to a large grocery store, the sign saying open till 6am. Hopping out of the pick up Allen and Segador grabbed a cart while Damon grabbed the cloth bags he had. In an act of immaturity, Damon grabbed the cart and pushed off it. The two others just sighed before walking in after him. The brightly lit store making Segador become self conscious as he made sure he was completely covered again. Ripping the list in threes, Allen handed the others each a slip. Then the three split up and began to collect the large amount of supplies they need, though despite their unwillingness there were some complications.

After paying for the monstrous amount of supplies, the three the carried them back to the truck only to find three teenagers laughing and hopping on the trunk. Several bottles of alcohol were enough to show that they were drunk.

"Hey! Off my truck!" Damon shouted handing Segador the supplies and ran at the drunk teens. Eyes flaring with anger as he roughly punched one of them in the face and threw another off. The group then dog piled on Damon and soon were kicking him as he laid on the ground. Allen and Segador caught up to him, throwing the groceries in the back before Segador roughly pulled the boys off his friend. Aa few however were able to get a few shots in, planting a strong one on his eye. Allen then helped Damon up as the carnies faced off the group of drunken teens. The one that Damon had punched touched his face.

"That... Fuckin hurt." He drawled out drunkenly as he sautéed his way in front of Damon. "I oughta give you matching mark on your face for being a fuckin pri-" then he was cut short by Segador's foot setting itself in front of his leg, making him fall.

"Mi mala pendejo." Segador apologized sarcastically as he pulled the fallen teen up. His friends were about to join in but Allen and Damon stood in front of them. "But you did not call my friend a prick! You understand me you high bred drunken arrogant asshole."

"What are you going to do choir freak?" The drunk boy spat seeing Segador's white hair. And with hearing the word that always made his blood boil when said by others he doesn't consider family, Segador slammed his forehead on the other boys. And that's when all hell broke loose. With the first boy knocked out the others began to surge forward. Damon and Allen luckily held them off long enough before Damon pulled out his lighter and brandished it like a sword.

"Back! Back you fools!" Damon laughed before pulling out a small round ball with a fuse. Lighting it, he dropped before he, Allen, and Segador hopped into the truck as the ball exploded in a flash of light and smoke. The boys coughed and cried as smoke and bright lights inducted their senses, allowing the boys to make a quick getaway back to the fairgrounds.

"On a scale of one to attacking Russia in the winter, how screwed are we?" Damon groaned as he pulled up and parked his truck near his trailer.

"Kicking Hitler out of art school." Allen answered regretfully.

"… Shit."

"You did what!" Link shouted, causing those who were asleep to wake up groggily and very angry. One of them, a silver haired woman, shot out of her bed and threw a knife in a random direction in surprise. She then heard a shriek as her vision cleared to see Kori staring wide-eyed and body incredibly tense as said knife was an inch away from her ear.

"God dammit Reena! I know your tense, but jeez!" She screeched as she carefully pulled the blade away from her head and carefully put it on a desk in their trailer. Then a third groan came from another occupant of the room, and a large mane of black hair came out from under the covers of a bed.

"If you wake me up one more time, I will kill both of you!" Victoria shouted before flopping back into the bed. The two girls only could breath out shakily before they carefully and quietly got out of their beds and changed into their casual clothes. Leaving the eldest of the trio to sleep soundly.

When the two girls walked out they saw Damon running out of the main tent where Link usually slept on a break day. Clawing at the dirt, it was soon for naught as a lasso of rope soon flew and caught his leg. Dragging the screaming pyro and pulling him back into the tent.

"Do you know how much police interest you could have caused if they somehow recognized how you three were! You should've just let it go! Do I need to wake Socalo up to punish you!"

"No! Anybody but Uncle Socalo!"

"Or how about Cross!"

"Eiye!" Soon three bodies ran out of the tent, two whitenettes and one with black, and sprinted past them. Behind them was a knife throwing bowl cut blonde hair man. Murder evident in his eyes.

"Morning Kori, you look pretty! Got to go!" Damon shouted before throwing knife came out of nowhere and whizzed past his ear. "Gah!"

"Get back here!" Link shouted chasing after them. Causing a large uproar in the entire fair grounds.

Elsewhere at the city's airport and a blued haired woman just got off her flight from China. Holding her suitcase in one hand, she anxiously waited for her three friends that came with her. Then she saw two familiar looks of long hair. One white and the other blue. Then a flash of red was seen as suddenly the blue haired one suddenly disappeared.

"Yu-chan! How did you, Haku, and Lenalee get into First Class, while I was stuck in Coach?" The red head whined.

"Because we aren't annoying rabbits like you. Now get off of me!" Yu Kanda shouted loudly causing a baby to cry.

"Sir we're going to need to escort you off the premises." A security woman said leading a bewildered Kanda away.

"Lenalee-san. Kanda and I found the luggage." The whitenette said smiling and handing Lenalee the luggage she and Kanda had found. Lenalee nodded in thanks before turning a lazy looking Lavi.

"So where is uh…" she trailed off not remember who was supposed to pick them up.

"You mean grandfather? Just call him Old Panda when he fi- Gack!" Lavi shouted when a rather elderly looking man came out of the crowds and slapped him on the back of the head.

"I am not an Old Panda you whipper snapper!" Bookman shouted angrily as he smacked his grandson's head. They caused such a commotion that they to had to be escorted out of the airport, leaving Haku and Lenalee standing there.


Oh, I hope I've filled everyone taste for freaks and carnivals. And as usual till next time. See you all later!

Komui: Tata!