This fantasy world had been not all of what I expected, I'm sure the outside world is better than my current situation, seeing as I have never been let outside other than outside the carnival tent. I gave a small sigh, wincing as the wind passing through my ribs irritated an injury that I sustained by my, boss.
Sometimes, I wonder why I was reborn as an animal and most of the time I wonder why I was reborn as a animal that is greatly disliked by every other animal. Yet these nasty bastards dug the whole fennec fox thing, I curled my knees up to my chest slowly as I shook my head in disgust. Those repulsive, and perverted pigs had pushed past my bodies physical age and forced me to work a job that puts me at great risk of injury almost all of the time.
Adding to this, the tiny and stubby body I am having to deal with is dealing a great amount of pain and struggle to my new found life. I was weak, terribly terribly weak, the body was gifted with this terrible and fragile body and those pigs were making it even worse by barely giving me anything to eat...
The ribs weren't poking through my fur as I had expected them to do so, I still have a decent amount of weight in my system. Though good or bad, I'd say mostly bad, I had extra fat in the wrong places and barely any in the important places, much to my dismay and to the overly gross and disgusting pig of a circus conductor.. literally, he was a pig. The snug leotard I had been fitted with, did nothing to protect my from the cold and bitter nights, days of curling in on myself and staring out through my cages bars, I had seen many places, a ton of places where I wasnt ever going to be able to go to. I feel myself tear up at the thought, the overly large ears I had were subconsciously lowering as i stuffed my face into my legs, I had been brought into this world to be a meaningless circus acrobat. Suffering the injuries from failed training and the whip Marks from the trusty whip this pig had. I feel myself shiver and stare off and through my prison
The night had fallen a while ago, though I had trouble getting to sleep as usual, the constant pain I felt around my body wasn't any more helpful. Groaning as the memories of these injuries started seeping into my head, I stuffed my head back into my legs and rocked myself, it was a pitiful sight. A human Male who had just recently turned 20, now reduced to a small, fragile animals off all things being nearly half of his age when he was a human!
This time, I didn't shrug off the tears like I usually did and let them rub against my thighs, letting out a small sob as I knew it was useless to fight. What would be out there for me if I were to escape? A new life? Family? An orphanage? Therapy? There were many odds that could within or out of my favor. The tears continued as I thought out the possibilities of me escaping, though ending up having to cross them off one by one, the more ideas I would get the more impossible they would seem.
I was miserable, beaten and depressed, forced to join something I didn't want to be apart of, forced to do activities I didn't want any part in, having to learn useless skills to do things I also didn't want a part in! There were many things...many, many things. These circus freaks have me trapped, and I cant do anything about it.. more memories pop into my head.
'Nice and young...heh..a fox too..'
'Don't worry...gentle is my middle name..'
'You'll do great in my little circus...'
I quickly shook my head, feeling the heat in my face and the sadness overwhelm me, I cried.. softly, not wanting those pigs to know their treatment of me is paying off..I cried until my mind faded and brought me into the realm of sleep..
[Yee]
I was awoken by a loud noise, I jumped at the sound and lifted myself up and looked around to what made the noise, I flinched as I caught sight of 'him'. The sloppy pig was dressed in a worn out suit, red clashing with white as he continued using his whip to impact the side of my cage. I almost gag of the sight of his almost toothless face grinning ear to ear, his gross and large sausage fingers gripping onto the whip. His grin grew bigger as he noticed I was awake and looking at him, I gulped as he shifted, the rolls of fat hidden behind his suit seemingly ready to burst.
"Ah foxy! You're awake, prepare yourself, we've just made it to Zootopia and you're our big act..." he said in that disgusting tone, the slimy words tipping over and sliding down the side of his snout as he spit with every word he said. He frowned as he noticed me paying attention to other things, bringing up his large arm and smacking the whip once again against the metal bars, I yelped and flinched at the same time than turned my head upwards.
"were you paying attention? I said.. you're our main act in today's performance. We've got a lot of dumb city folk to mesmerize with that nice body of yours.." his tongue would poke out and slide along the sides of his mouth with malicious thoughts, I scooched backwards a bit and shakily nodded to him.
I cant argue with him, I'd only end up making things worse for myself an prolonging this utterly useless existence I lived. I couldn't find the words to form in my mouth so I only nodded to him in affirmation, closing my eyes tightly as he reached a hand through the bars and grabbed the side of my face. I could smell that gag filled scent all over the palm he used to grip onto my sore cheek, though it was small as I was too frozen to do anything.
"Good...now you do a good job and maybe you wont have to work extra hard and go the extra 'length' tonight..' he said while starting to run his palm down the side of my face, my eyes shut tightly and the shaking getting more and more apparent within myself.
"Do a bad job and...heh... you'll go the extra depth.." he said while letting go of my face and slinking his arm back through the bars, a sick smile on his pink face. I took his threat seriously, because I knew what he was capable of.
I sighed solemnly and shakily rose to my feet, walking over to the cell door as he stuck the key into the lock and turned it to the left, a clinking noise following as the door creaked open. I stopped in the doorway and looked up at the pig, him grinning down sickly at me before turning and walking the other way.
I hopped down onto the grassy floor and crossed my arms, looking around I could see the myriad of carnival workers and or carts that came with the carnival. Sighing as I walked past the mismatched animals that either worked as ride attendants or those that actually worked inside of the tent as clowns or other things. As they all prepared themselves for the opening of the carnival.
I shrugged off the other animals, knowing that the real reasons that they played this carnival façade. None of their smiles or acts of kindness meant anything, they were all criminals and they knew it.
The back entrance of the white and red striped tent would be in sight, I quickened my pace and pushed past the flap. Entering the dimly lit hallway and heading towards the dressing room, I could hear the chatter of my fellow circus acts getting louder and louder as I finally entered the bright area. Them not even giving a glance at me as I slinked past them and towards the rickety wooden stool and the slightly cracked window.
I sit down and look at myself in the mirror, my enlarged eyes expressing a depressive and pained look on them. My head shook again and I bent downwards, grabbing the bottle of powder and pouring it onto the palms of my hands, setting it down before clapping my hands together. A small cloud of white powder would form in front of my face as I continued clapping them together before stopping and standing back up, looking into the mirror one last time.
"Laaaaadiiiieeeesss and geeeeeennnnnttttllleeemeeeeen... today is the day your eyes pop out of their sockets! For the carnival is here to entertain!"
With the loud sounds of the crowd cheering in the main tent I gave a sigh, I might as well get into position.
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From the seats two sets of eyes watched the marvelous "flying fox" despite the crowd around them busy cheering. The both of them felt as if something were completely odd about this whole ordeal, one was suspicious. The other was slowly filling with thoughts of anger and sympathy, for he knew something was very wrong.
The acrobatic animal currently flying through the air with ease, years of practice no doubt. Looked young, well most fennec foxes did look young even in their adult years. But this one clearly looked like nothing less of a child, it made the bubble of suspicion swell two times its size.
But instead of acting upon the impulse now, they resigned to waiting until after the show was done. As to not draw any unneeded attention and quite possibly make the situation worse than it probably already is.
The fox acrobat came to a stop and landed back onto his elevated platform, unnoticably out of breath. That was also when the pig in the suit spoke up again.
"Now folks, we shall be removing the safety net as to show off our incredible comrade!"
With that, two lanky wolves stepped out from the sidelines and onto the main stage area, the each took a side and untied the net. They then proceeded with rolling it into a bundle and carrying it off.
The duo in the audience felt their eyes widen as they turned to look at each other.
"Judy?"
"Y-yeah?"
"This isn't going to end well.."
The rabbit couldn't find herself saying anything in disagreement.
To be continued.
