Chapter 16 Going to the Circus
As Dark Iggy sat on Bowser's throne, he was relishing in the fact that he had basically won. He stroked the personality splitter lovingly, almost as if it were alive. Rage, Brotherly Love, and Aggression could see a haunting craziness resting in his eyes, specifically in the pupils.
"Thank you, my friend," Dark Iggy muttered softly to his machine. "You have done me a great service."
Rage just rolled his eyes. Brotherly Love looked a little concerned.
"Uh, Iggy, you do know that is a stick, right?"
Dark Iggy shot Brotherly Love a glare. When Aggression came and punched her brother, Dark Iggy smiled sadistically.
"Of course he knows it's a stick, Dinkus!" Aggression yelled angrily. "Unlike you, Iggy is not an idiot!"
Dark Iggy laughed uncontrollably. He found this display heavily amusing. On top of that, he also found it satisfying. Aggression was finally being expressed the way that she desired to be. This was exactly what he wanted, exactly how it should be.
"Excuse me, Mr. Dark Overlord," Rage said to Dark Iggy. "If it is okay with you, I have a request."
"Oh, it is okay with me alright," Dark Iggy said with a grin. "What is your request, Rage?"
Rage pulled aside the folds of his crimson cloak, drawing Dark Iggy's attention to the power Suppressor that he was wearing underneath.
"Can you get this thing off of me? I would like to use my powers."
Dark Iggy chuckled.
"Of course, my brother," he said. He dismounted the throne and approached Rage. Just before he could punch in the password though, a sound fell upon his ears. It was a song, being sung to the tune of "The Big Top."
I am going to the circus, circus
I am going to the circus, circus
Go spin around once
Go spin around twice
Turkey, Turkey, turkey
Turkey, turkey, turkey!
Once the song had reached its conclusion, whoever was singing it decided to take it from the top. Rage and Dark Iggy exchanged looks of confusion.
"What the World Eight is that?" Rage asked.
"It sounded like one of the Lemmys," Dark Iggy said. He heard Aggression let out a guttural noise, and when he turned around, he could see that she had her hands over her ears.
"That is so annoying!" she exclaimed. "Make it stop NOW!"
Dark Iggy agreed with her. While Lemmy was typically a good singer, the song that was being sung was really grating on his nerves. He turned to Rage and Brotherly Love.
"You two go find the Lemmy that is making that obnoxious noise," he said,"and make him SHUT UP!"
Rage and Brotherly Love nodded and left the throne room. As they walked down the halls, Rage could feel his annoyance grow. It was enough to make his countenance grow dark.
"Hey, try to stay calm," Brotherly Love said with a gentle tone. Rage only growled.
"I can't! That song is driving me nuts!"
The song was getting louder. Brotherly Love and Rage turned a corner and spotted Love for Circus. His back was facing them, and he was skipping down the halls.
I am going to the Circus, circus.
I am going to the Circus, circus.
Go spin around once,
Go spin around twice
Turkey, turkey, turkey
Turkey, turkey, turkey!
As Love for Circus skipped along, he was doing a little dance. He twirled around at the parts of the song that asked him to. When he got to the "turkey" parts of the tune, he came to a complete halt and waggled his behind, similar to how a male turkey ruffles its plumage. Rage and Brotherly Love were flabbergasted.
"What in the world is he doing?" Brotherly Love asked.
"How should I know? He's part of your personality, not mine!" Rage said.
Love for Circus did not stop. He continued to trek down the hallway. It seemed to Rage and Brotherly Love that the longer he went, the louder he got. Rage wanted to zap him right then and there. The only thing that was stopping him was the fact that the power Suppressor was still on.
Finally, after what felt like a millennium, Love for Circus came to a halt, both with his singing and with his skipping. He turned around, and when he saw the two traits, he smiled.
"Hello!" he said cheerfully.
CLANG!
Rage and Brotherly Love collapsed to the ground. Love for Circus grinned at Larry and Roy, who both had frying pans in their hand.
"Nice work, guys!" he said.
"Thanks!" Roy said. He chuckled. "I've always wanted to do that!"
Love for Circus snorted back a laugh.
"Okay," he said to his two brothers. "Let's get these two down to the dungeon. Iggy and Morton will want to have a chat with them when they come around."