Again, sorry about the lack of update for the main story. But this suddenly hit me, so. Yeah.

This starts when our dream team of Ciel, Sebastian and Tabby go to the circus, and follows on through in a drabble like format. -drabblesinsideadrabbleinception-

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Being a circus troupe member wasn't what she had expected in life. By no means; she expected to grow up in the workhouse, until she was too old, and then either become a maid or find a husband.

But she was a circus troupe member; a member of a popular traveling circus. She ate well, and got nice things occasionally, even though she wasn't an 'official' first tier member. But that wasn't her fault; she needed a partner for her routine, and despite the trainee's she'd had in the past, none of them had taken her seriously.

Her first trainee had flat out laughed when she was told her teacher was an eleven year old girl.

The others hadn't been much better.

But her thirteenth birthday was coming up. Maybe someone interested in her aerial silk routine would appear, and not be off put by her age. Even if they were only a couple years older; it wouldn't make as big a difference.

And then they appeared.

She had been watching the show, as always to make sure things ran smoothly. To make sure the other second tier members were doing their jobs right, and to make sure none of the guests got hurt or tried to steal from them. Things that needed to be done, but was always overlooked by everyone else.

It was saddening, she thought to herself, watching as the couple approached Joker for Beast's closing segment, that only the twelve year old girl thinks about these things.

Watching the show, her mouth had opened when the gentlemen ignored both Joker and Beast, instead immediately stalking up to Betty...to pet her. Did this man have any sense of self-preservation?! Tigers weren't common in zoos —due to the neglect the animal caretakers showed, most died in captivity; they had actually stolen Betty after seeing the caretaker abuse the poor cat— but most people had the common sense to not put their own face in a giant cat's personal spac—

And then Betty encased the man's entire face in her mouth.

Yells and screams rang throughout the tent —hers included. If Betty killed him—! Father would be so ashamed! If he didn't punish all of them, Joker and Beast would be punished at the very least, and Father's punishments were never very pleasant.

It was with a relieved sigh that the man had simply taken his face out of Betty's mouth, and her shoulders sagged.

"Man! That really scared me, tha' did."

Lifting her head, she smiled at the older boy. "Yeah, I was terrified." She agreed. "Are you doing the encore tonight, Dagger?"

He shook his head. "Nah. Jumbo's supposed to do the encor— again?!"

Jerking her head, Tiger paled at quickly at the sight of Betty biting the man again, as Dagger had rightly said, but this time from the back of the head.

She was dumbfounded when the man simply removed his head and petted the giant cat as if it were a kitten.

"That man," Tiger finally said, disbelief lacing her voice. "Needs to be put in an asylum."

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"Joker!"

The ginger perked his head up, looking for the source of his name, and spotted the girl with a skin condition hurrying towards him.

"Nn? What's wrong, Tiger?" He asked, blinking at the irritation on her face. Had he done something?

"Where's the fellow who got bit by Betty?!"

How was he to know that. "Going home, I'd guess? Maybe playing at the booths?"

Tiger stared, flabbergasted at his stupidity. "Stupid! He was bitten by Betty! You have to make sure he's alright, or Father'll flay you alive!"

The ringmaster paled drastically at that realization, and hurried out of the tent.

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She was eating dinner later that night, when Joker and Dagger entered the dinning tent. "Hey Joker, did you find that man?"

Joker's face, catching sight of her, lit up. "Yeah, and we scouted him!"

That was not what she was expecting. "What?"

Dagger seemed to burst out of his seat. "That perverted feller did this really neat trick with his wifey and it was really cool and I nearly had my manhood taken away! It was horrible and then Joker scouted them! Can ya believe this old man?!"

Tiger quickly made a decision.

"I don't wanna know."

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She had seen the gentleman and lady from the night before the next day, along with another unfamiliar boy. Since Joker had said he'd scouted the man yesterday, she assumed the girl and boy were there for an entrance test, and shrugged. She had to things to do today —like going into London for more make up— so she left them to their test in the hands of Joker.

She wasn't surprised when she got back and discovered both made it. Even if they didn't pass the test, Joker would've let them in; the fact that they tried; that they wanted to join was the test. Whatever little tests Joker put trainees through was just making sure they'd go through with it.

"Hi there," She greeted the girl —only a few years older than herself— and gave a small wave. "I'm Tiger."

Tiger could admit that the way the girl was staring at her was unnerving. It wasn't like the stares she normally got; they stared in horror, disgust, or intrigue at the pattern of her skin. But, this girl...

This girl looked at her like she was everything important in the world. Like she was the sun she saw for the first time.

It was awkward, it the striped girl's opinion.

"Oh, right, I'm Tabby."

Tiger blinked. "Like the cat?"

She cracked her own grin. "I'm not nearly as graceful."

Well, even with the awkward staring, Tiger could appreciate her humor.

"Too bad; yer Tabby Cat now."

The smile on the girl's face was undoubtedly the most painful smile she ever saw.

"My best friend used to say that too. She looked a lot like you, actually."

Oh. Maybe that explained the awkward staring. The past tense didn't go over Tiger's head either, and she responded with a sympathetic smile.

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The fact that the girl wanted to do aerial silk acrobatics, had talent for it, and didn't look down on her for being younger was everything Tiger wanted in a protégé.

So Tiger was understandably upset when it was discovered all four of their newest members had disappeared a day later.

"All three knew Suit." Peter grumbled. "We should've seen it then; all of em musta been a pig."

Frowning, Tiger tightened her fist, feeling her nails dig into her palm. "They were good actors; they made it seem like they hated each other."

"And we fell for it." Wendy finished, and she could feel her nails break the skin.

"We were played. We danced to their tune like we knew all the steps."

Gritting her teeth, Tiger came to one conclusion.

Everything that girl said, every look that girl gave, was a lie. And if she destroyed her family...

She would destroy her.

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Going on a mission the morning of her birthday wasn't what she'd call a birthday gift, but Tiger wouldn't complain. This was just something that had to get done as soon as possible, so no dogs of the yards would get them. This was the most important target on the list, according to father. It may even be the last, he had said.

Then they wouldn't have to do this anymore.

She didn't like doing it; abducting children, and killing anyone they met. She didn't want to do it. But it was better than being punished.

And so, she and the rest of the first tier members left for Phantomhive manor.

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She watched in horror from her spot on the chandelier, taking in the words Kitten had said. Kitten wanted to kill Big Sis, personally; and she let those other men try and kill Dagger. How could this— this monster make that expression when she first met her?

This demon she was looking at had a smirk twisted on her face as the boy threw pieces of art at her family members. She was enjoying this, watching them scurry like mice.

She wasn't even thinking when she flung herself off the chandelier, her aerial silks leaving her hanging in the air. She wasn't thinking when she wrapped silk around the girl's neck. She didn't even know what she was saying to the girl, but she could feel her mouth moving.

The girl, Kitten, Tabby, whatever her name was— her expression suddenly changed; it wasn't warped with twisted malice. There was pain when she gazed at Tiger; a distraught, heart wrenching agony. But she couldn't find it in her to care.

Within a heartbeat, that pain in Kitten's face wasn't there anymore. There was determination, a fire in her eyes; figuratively, and literally, as they lit pink in desperation.

And suddenly, thought didn't exist anymore.

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She was crying. She couldn't stop. The pain she had felt in her temples had been tremendous, and she could still feel hands on her brain, despite how limited her consciousness was at that point.

She was crying for herself. For Dagger. For Beast. For Peter and Wendy and Jumbo. For Joker and Doll. She was crying and she couldn't stop. She didn't want to stop. If she did, she would forget. She didn't want to forget; she wanted to remember, to remember that girl, her expression; to remember her sense of betrayal.

To remember to hate her.

"Hey there, my precious tiger."

The voice was loud and clear, and abruptly, her crying stopped. She couldn't see anything but vague, blurry shapes, the most prominent being the skin toned blob with what looked like dark hair.

Why was she crying, again?

"My feisty little tiger, Dimitra."

Making a gurgle sound, she decided it was not worth remembering.

See ya later ya'll. Idk if you'll be seeing me here or in the main story. Or tumblr. Or dA.

My tablet is broken hold me.