Bangchan, being a good leader, thought a fun trip to the circus to get out was a good idea. They always were entertainers, it'd be nice being the entertained. The band arrive at the large tent, purchased their tickets, then headed inside. Sporting some snacks and drinks they all find their seats laughing.

You were in your caravan, getting ready for the show. You were the Aerol act, along with your partner, Arlo. He pushed your door open with our knocking "better not F it up tonight" he had a cocky smirk as he leaned in the door frame his arms crossed. He had it out for you since you found him cheating years ago. It annoyed him the other carnies sided with you, on top of you dumping him.

"Just do as we practiced" you state calmly finishing off your makeup. Glitter, and rhinestones making you sparkle. He smirked as you pushed past him. The show could now be heard. You both walk to the main tent, but something about the look Arlo was giving you made you uneasy. Shrugging it off you try to focus on the show.

You both make it to your ladders on either side of the room, climbing up as the crowd's attention is elsewhere. You hold tight to your trapeze. It felt a bit jiggly, but before you could think on it was your turn. Jumping off the pad, starting to sore through the air. Your movements natural after doing this since a young age. You release your grip, leaving you suspended in the air. The feeling of being weightless for those mere seconds was the most euphoric feeling. Arlo catches you, guiding you with him as he swung backwards.

Both of you land perfectly on a platform. The spotlight left, letting you both prepare for your next move. The spotlight returned, just as you swung by a rope above the ground. Gracefully moving as you glide through the air. Your heart sinks as you feel the rope start to fray quickly. Leaving you to fall into the crowd. You close your eyes waiting for the pain. Instead you feel a pair of muscular arms catch you, like it was nothing. Opening your eyes looking at your hero.