# Nightmare of Tents #
The line didn't move fast at all. It was maybe thirty minutes untill they had reached the ticket booth. Fuyuki glared at the ticket man's sunken in eyes, it lasted only a second before the ticket man nodded and handed Fuyuki a ticket, no money exchanged.
Keroro looked froom the ticket man to Fuyuki before pulling on Fuyuki's pant legs, "Why didn't you pay him?" he questioned.
"I didn't need to" he growled.
"Oh... okay" sighed Keroro, wondering what had gotten to his best friend.
Lights flashed in the tent, calling them inside. Fuyiki bent down and picked Keroro and Tamama up before heading inside. The tent was nearly empty, only a few people sat in the seats. Fuyuki climbed up the large steps before he sharply turned and went to sit on one of the chairs. Fuyuki waved across to the other side of the tent where Saburo and Kururu was sitting. Tamama arched an eyeridge, what were they doing here?
Darkness filled the room as the last few people shuffled inside, the tent had filled rather quickly.
A tall man walked across the stage and stood in silence as the buzz of voices quieted down. Then his booming voice called out "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of all ages, welcome to Darktia Circus!"
The crowd cheered excitedly as he left the stage. The spot light went off, sending the tent spiraling into complete darkness.
((Eeep sorry I'm really sorry and this chapter has been done for like a few weeks but I'm lazy and didn;t upload it meaning that I couldn't work on the next chapter either and OTL sorrry))