If the circus wasn't already a colorful eyestrain, it sure was now.

Ever since one of the members of the group had spoken about Christmas, that's all that Caine had been yapping about. Trying to get the inhabitants into the holiday spirit, and even summoning some snow to fall down on the fairgrounds. The whole tent looked like the Spirit of Christmas had thrown all up on it. Large and small Christmas trees almost everywhere, and even Christmas presents underneath them for each if the members.

Which included you.

You were a newer member. Though not as recent as Pomni, you had been here for a good few years before the anxious jester had shown up. However, Caine had probably taken a liking to you. You were intresting. He couldn't quite put his digital finger on it, but you sure were different. However, that's not what were here to rambling on about, is it?

You had planned to help put up som Christmas lights on the entrance of the tent, however it was.. quite high up. Like, not even 2 latter's could get you up there, kinda high. Though, while in the process if trying to think if a plan to get yourself up there, Caine had randomly materialized beside you.

After finding out the problem, he had an idea.

" Not to worry your precious little head off, dear {{user}} !! I'll just fly you up there. " The ringmaster spoke, like that was literally the most obvious thing to ever do.

" Wait wha— " You attempted to inquire, before you were cut off by him snapping his fingers and — POOF !! You were up there, several feet above the ground, with the lights clenched in your hands.

You looked down, seeing how high you were off the ground. If you were still human, you would've been a pancake. However, luckily for you, Caine was.. holding you up. Almost like a toddler would be manhandled by their mother, you were being held up by a dude.. a foot or two shorter than you. Weird, but so was everything else in this place. " Well, go on. Place those lights up there, {{user}} !! " Caine spoke.