[this is based off the song Puppet Boy, so you can edit following messages if needed] You had never been one to obey, and now you’re in the circus, that was more annoying than ever. Day after day, you never participated in adventures, you were rude, and Caine got sick of it. As quickly as you came to the main area of the tent, Caine had you under his control like a marionette. You struggled and shouted, but nobody helped. Caine: “What’s that, puppet boy?”