Disclaimer: I don't own 9.
Author's note:
I've always loved watching live performances ever since I was little, so this came from the idea of the 9 gang working at such a theater, using many "circus skills", as they're called, like tight rope walking, fire dancing and what not. Inspired by, or you might even say almost a parody of the anime "Kaleido Star". Also somewhat inspired by Britney Spear's song, "Circus". Watch this vid for inspiration; it's my favorite:www (dot) youtube (dot com) /watch?v=Km4Zfs9G8d0.
Good for multiple parodies, like the actors doing classic fairy tales done through dance and circus acts, or maybe not so classic retellings. I can see the twins doing "Hansel and Gretel" for school children that came to the theater on a fieldtrip. Also would be handy to have many OC's to make small appearances when needed. can be done as either an Au where the punks live in a human like world, or a humanized story.
Theater bunny
"Crap, crap, crap, this is not good…I'm going to get into so much trouble for this…" 7 ran down the hall, a bundle of cloth in her hands.
She skidded around a corner and banged on the first door. When there was no response, she banged louder. "Oh come on, I don't need this today…" She took off running again, and almost bumped into 5.
"Have you seen 2?" 7 asked desperately, clinging tighter to the bundle in her grasp.
5 had startled at her abruptness and nearly dropped the sandwich he was eating. "Um…I think he's already at the stage."
"Crap!" 7 turned back around, her pace brisk.
"Hey, what's wrong?" 5 asked as he quickly followed behind.
"My costume ripped and we only have an hour or so before prep-time!"
"What? What were you doing?" 5 was confound as to why 7 had taken her costume out of the dressing room in the first place. He quickly regretted asking when he saw the glare she sent him. " Maybe I could fix it…"
"You'll take too long." 7 huffed, backtracking and swinging open the wide doors they just passed, deciding to take a short cut through the training room.
There were only two occupants in the center of the room. The twins were playing with their Diabolos, Juggling the two spinning tops between them with ease. 3 and 4 unfortunately didn't see them soon enough, and the tops snapped away from their ropes and went soaring through the air before they could stop them.
Not diverting her path, 7 leaped over the tops, landing with ease on the other side, arms spreading out in a graceful pose out of habit, and continued running. Not as daring, 5 just ducked and waved apologetically for interrupting their practice.
The twins blinked after them, the tops still spinning on their ropes from the built up friction. Dropping the Diabolos, the two chased after them.
7 burst out of the backdoor, taking a moment to check for cars before racing across the street and into the back door of the theater, 5, 3 and 4 close on her heels. 7 made quick work of the halls and came into the back stage area, but was forced to finally come to a stop.
The twins peaked over either of her shoulders, confused by the sight of the stranger on the stage, performing basic gymnastic moves for 1 and 2 that were in the front seats, whispering to each other.
"What's going on?" 5 hissed, trying to see around them.
"An interview, I think." 7 frowned at the thought. 1 usually refused to do any interviews until the off season, so that the new member had time to adjust and get used to working with the other performers.
"Why this time of year though, and so close to the theater's opening hours?" 5 questioned again.
"Dunno," 7 shrugged. They couldn't see the man's face, but they could see 2 and 1 clearly enough. She whispered to the twins, "Can you see what they're saying?"
4 squinted, trying to make out the movement of their mouths, and signed, "Execution is poor, little experience; 1 thinks he's lousy."
"Typical." It was well known that 7 didn't get along with her boss, and a day didn't pass that she was threatened to be fired. But they knew 1 would never dare cut out one of his best performers, especially not now that t they were having trouble keeping performers from dropping out of the business.
"2 likes him though," 3 continued, "Says he's got a nice face, would make a good hero. And we are short on cast."
The young man pointed up at the trapeze above, and 1 barked something back.
"What's going on now?" 7 couldn't take her eyes off of the argument that was taking place.
"We don't know," the twins signed in unison, "They're talking too fast."
Suddenly, the new guy darted behind the stage. He climbed up to the bridge where all of the air performances were preformed and managed. 1 was red in the face and they could clearly hear him screaming now. "I told you no! Get off of my equipment right this minute you blasted fool!"
The man ignored him and ran down the jumping board, taking hold of the trapeze swing that had been set up for that night's performance, and leaped off. 7, 4, 3 and 5 poked there heads back out of the certain and watched as he sailed elegantly through the air. He leapt and caught the other bar, and on the returning catch he flipped himself over, his legs stretched out strait in an upside down split. He preformed several other tricks before returning to the jump board and hung the swing back in its place.
1 was ferrous when he made it back down the rungs. "If we weren't so desperate, I'd refuse to hire you for your insolent behavior! Let this be a fair warning. I won't be so kind next time."
"Does this mean I got the job?" He looked eagerly between the two elders.
2 chuckled at his enthusiasm, "Yes, It does."
1 noticed the group that had gathered in the back and raised an eyebrow, finding it suspicious that they were at the stage an hour before it was time to start preparing for the performance. "What are you doing?"
7 shoved her costume behind her, not wanting to have to explain to 1. "I need to borrow 2 for something. There's been a bit of an accident and his expertise is needed."
1 grunted a dismissal, not really interested in knowing what they had gotten into this time.
2 led them away, back into the hallway, "Now what is it, dear?"
7 gave him the costume and the old kind man examined the rip with tender care. "Oh, it's not that bad. I'll use the sewing machine in the office and get it back into your locker before anyone notices it was missing."
She gave him a hug in thanks, and the group returned to the apartment and training facility across the street.
2 smiled, rubbing the fabric between his fingers, giddy with the thought that things were bound to start getting interesting.