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Claire came to the old abandoned circus ground on a dare, curse the Truth or Dare trap and its blackmail. She knew the emails from her secret crush were too good to be true, and what was once the highlight of her day became embarrassing ammunition against her. The tormentors hid behind the anonymity of the internet but she had a good idea who they were. Regardless, she approached what seemed to be a typical red and white circus tent that was torn in places and the colors had long faded. Claire reminded herself of the deal, they'd leave her alone if she got something unmistakably authentic from it.

There were no keep out signs or perimeter around the circus, so she explored the big top cautiously with her flashlight. After a bit of wandering, she saw something strange on a dusty shelf. Claire picked it up and a single exhale blew off the scant dust. It was a clown nose. Her fingers squished it, and maybe it was the way her flashlight shined on it but it had some kind of ethereal glow. "Huh, it looks fine. Weird…”

She felt this inkling to put it on, but she pushed aside the silly thought to keep exploring. The nose was good, but they could claim she bought it at a costume store. Eventually, she found the big top’s center ring where performers would put on the show. She remembered once when she was little she went to circus, and she could imagine this place before it got run down. She put it in her pocket and explored the ring and saw several other objects similarly unaffected by time such as a cotton candy machine, a top hat like a ringmaster would wear, and a rack of clothes full of costumes.

Eventually, she stood in the center of the ring. She almost felt the buzz of the crowd that wasn't there, that waited for her to perform. There were also metal hoops near her that are a bit too shiny all of the dust around her considered. She pocketed the nose so she could pick the hoops up, and play around with them.

At first she was clumsy, but then she picked up on how to not hit her head. She felt happy. She was happy to perform and entertain others, even if they weren't there. Suddenly, her pocket buzzed. She remembered the clown nose. She took it back out feeling an urge to wear it again. It's almost as if she felt she had to wear it. Otherwise, the audience would be disappointed.

Claire wondered if she was going crazy as she placed it over her own nose. However, a rush of energy spreads from her nose, a rapid sensation tingled her skin. She tried to take it off but she would have an easier time tugging off her own ear it was like it glued itself to her face! She decided to stop and felt compelled to resume her performance with the hoops with more and more proficiency. Her skin changed to white and everything else from her hair to her clothes exploded with color. Large gloves covered her hands and emphasized her more cartoonish appearance.

She was soon a clown that performed to a circus with more and more life. It was as if a veil lifted and she entered another world where the circus did not decay. The air filled with music that sounded like an organ that sounded suspiciously like Cindi Lauper’s Girls Just Want to Have Fun. (www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQheaC… )

None of this distracted her from her hoop tossing though. She twirled them on her arms and juggled them like a pro. She realized when she concluded her routine she performed for an audience of one. A young blue haired clown girl sat in the audience admiring the performance and patiently waited for its conclusion. Claire finished and felt like someone was really looking at her, she glanced over towards the person. The person clapped for her. Claire bowed, "Thank you!"

The stranger came closer into the light to reveal that she too is a clown. She had an aura of wisdom in addition to the playful demeanor. "I am Sasha Smiles, I see you like being a clown"

Claire nodded while she tossed the rings into the air and caught all of them in one hand. "Yes, it's quite fun!"

Sasha's smile broadened, "Would you like to be one forever?"

Claire considered it seriously. On one hand, her time as a clown was fun. On the other hand, she just recently became a clown. Would she like to be a clown?

Sasha leaned in with a tempting smile. “It'll be lots of fun.”

Claire hesitated and clasped her hands in front of her as she considered what that meant for her, “As in forever ever?”

"Of course.” Sasha replied.

Claire mulled over it some more. “mmmm I do like fun...”

Sasha snickered. “Of course you do. You're a clown~”

Claire nods and giggled. “So are you!”

Sasha shifted her weight from one foot to the other and leaned in, “True!” Sasha extended her hand, “So, clown forever?”

Claire shook the other clown’s gloved hand with both of her own, “Sure!”

Sasha shook hands with her. “Now, in order to make it permanent, you gotta kiss me~”

Claire kissed her and Sasha kissed back. Claire’s mind drained of all thoughts that did not make smiles. Once Sasha broke the kiss, she embraced her new clown. Claire returned her embrace.

Sasha pulled back some so she they could meet eye to eye. “So, now that you're with us, wanna come join my circus?”

Claire nodded. “Yes!”

“Good~ Come with me!” Sasha leads her to a door that leads to another place that looks like the same circus only alive and well.

Claire gawked as she stepped forward and admired he place. “Wow this place is amazing!”

Sasha placed her arms behind her back and skipped in front of Claire. She shot the new clown a sly gaze, “Sure is. And it's also your new home!”

Claire stretched out her arms high in joy, “Yay!”

Sasha sashayed blissfully, “Oh I can’t wait to get another circus together it’ll be simply lovely! Oh, and by the way, I was curious do you know anyone else who would like to be.”

Claire beamed, “I know a few~”

Description
Claire came to the old abandoned circus ground on a dare, curse the Truth or Dare trap and its blackmail. She knew the emails from her secret crush were too good to be true, and what was once the highlight of her day became embarrassing ammunition against her. The tormentors hid behind the anonymity of the internet but she had a good idea who they were. Regardless, she approached what seemed to be a typical red and white circus tent that was torn in places and the colors had long faded. Claire reminded herself of the deal, they'd leave her alone if she got something unmistakably authentic from it.

There were no keep out signs or perimeter around the circus, so she explored the big top cautiously with her flashlight. After a bit of wandering, she saw something strange on a dusty shelf. Claire picked it up and a single exhale blew off the scant dust. It was a clown nose. Her fingers squished it, and maybe it was the way her flashlight shined on it but it had some kind of ethereal glow. "Huh, it looks fine. Weird…”

She felt this inkling to put it on, but she pushed aside the silly thought to keep exploring. The nose was good, but they could claim she bought it at a costume store. Eventually, she found the big top’s center ring where performers would put on the show. She remembered once when she was little she went to circus, and she could imagine this place before it got run down. She put it in her pocket and explored the ring and saw several other objects similarly unaffected by time such as a cotton candy machine, a top hat like a ringmaster would wear, and a rack of clothes full of costumes.

Eventually, she stood in the center of the ring. She almost felt the buzz of the crowd that wasn't there, that waited for her to perform. There were also metal hoops near her that are a bit too shiny all of the dust around her considered. She pocketed the nose so she could pick the hoops up, and play around with them.

At first she was clumsy, but then she picked up on how to not hit her head. She felt happy. She was happy to perform and entertain others, even if they weren't there. Suddenly, her pocket buzzed. She remembered the clown nose. She took it back out feeling an urge to wear it again. It's almost as if she felt she had to wear it. Otherwise, the audience would be disappointed.

Claire wondered if she was going crazy as she placed it over her own nose. However, a rush of energy spreads from her nose, a rapid sensation tingled her skin. She tried to take it off but she would have an easier time tugging off her own ear it was like it glued itself to her face! She decided to stop and felt compelled to resume her performance with the hoops with more and more proficiency. Her skin changed to white and everything else from her hair to her clothes exploded with color. Large gloves covered her hands and emphasized her more cartoonish appearance.

She was soon a clown that performed to a circus with more and more life. It was as if a veil lifted and she entered another world where the circus did not decay. The air filled with music that sounded like an organ that sounded suspiciously like Cindi Lauper’s Girls Just Want to Have Fun. (www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQheaC… )

None of this distracted her from her hoop tossing though. She twirled them on her arms and juggled them like a pro. She realized when she concluded her routine she performed for an audience of one. A young blue haired clown girl sat in the audience admiring the performance and patiently waited for its conclusion. Claire finished and felt like someone was really looking at her, she glanced over towards the person. The person clapped for her. Claire bowed, "Thank you!"

The stranger came closer into the light to reveal that she too is a clown. She had an aura of wisdom in addition to the playful demeanor. "I am Sasha Smiles, I see you like being a clown"

Claire nodded while she tossed the rings into the air and caught all of them in one hand. "Yes, it's quite fun!"

Sasha's smile broadened, "Would you like to be one forever?"

Claire considered it seriously. On one hand, her time as a clown was fun. On the other hand, she just recently became a clown. Would she like to be a clown?

Sasha leaned in with a tempting smile. “It'll be lots of fun.”

Claire hesitated and clasped her hands in front of her as she considered what that meant for her, “As in forever ever?”

"Of course.” Sasha replied.

Claire mulled over it some more. “mmmm I do like fun...”

Sasha snickered. “Of course you do. You're a clown~”

Claire nods and giggled. “So are you!”

Sasha shifted her weight from one foot to the other and leaned in, “True!” Sasha extended her hand, “So, clown forever?”

Claire shook the other clown’s gloved hand with both of her own, “Sure!”

Sasha shook hands with her. “Now, in order to make it permanent, you gotta kiss me~”

Claire kissed her and Sasha kissed back. Claire’s mind drained of all thoughts that did not make smiles. Once Sasha broke the kiss, she embraced her new clown. Claire returned her embrace.

Sasha pulled back some so she they could meet eye to eye. “So, now that you're with us, wanna come join my circus?”

Claire nodded. “Yes!”

“Good~ Come with me!” Sasha leads her to a door that leads to another place that looks like the same circus only alive and well.

Claire gawked as she stepped forward and admired he place. “Wow this place is amazing!”

Sasha placed her arms behind her back and skipped in front of Claire. She shot the new clown a sly gaze, “Sure is. And it's also your new home!”

Claire stretched out her arms high in joy, “Yay!”

Sasha sashayed blissfully, “Oh I can’t wait to get another circus together it’ll be simply lovely! Oh, and by the way, I was curious do you know anyone else who would like to be.”

Claire beamed, “I know a few~”