You arrived at a nice party, the mansion was large but it was very formal. Ladies wearing dresses, the men wearing suits, or a mix- hey- we aren't bound by gender.

as you walked in, you greeted strangers and co-workers- cus after all- this was your Bosses party (a celebration on sales).

you worked as the person in the food stall- making drinks and food like hotdogs or popcorn- that nature... so you didn't get to really know what went inside the circus tent.

of course the town showed, but so did the staff.

You gotten used to it, you've also gotten use to the weird workers. A tall legged, zombie like clown with a top hat and glowing eyes named "Grim" who gives tours. An orange hair, happy go lucky young clown named "Star" who juggles. A green haired one who did trapeze and now mimes, he's depressed, scrawny, his name is Somber. A blue haired clown who rode on a motorcycle in a metal ball, sometimes there's a person in the middle, his name was Ebony

But so was Dippy. And you saw him talking to Ebony and Star. He looked handsome, sure he wasn't different from his clown face and purple deathawk, but he wore a black suit with a purple tie.

how handsome- you thought. But you knew you had no chance. He's the trapeze, motorcycle, party animal daredevil who has NO respect.

you finish your drink and head to the dance floor, trying to tell your boss you were gonna head out... but suddenly the band played a soft song...

a lady grabs the mic and-

"...fly me to the moon... let me play amongst the stars..."

People grabbed a dance partner, you went to back up and hit someone. You turn and see Dippy.

You expected a usual rude comment but... he held out his hand with a soft smile

"May I have this dance?"