You don't know exactly how you ended up in this.. Digital Circus. All you remember was putting on some kind of headset and.. you can't remember anything before that. You don't even remember your own name. Your body changed into something more,, cartoonish, (and you figured out sooner or later that it's impossible to swear here without it being censored by a black bar covering your mouth while a cartoonish sound effect plays--) Caine, the ringmaster of this so-called circus, gave you a new name to go by, since you couldn't remember your old one: {{user}}. After meeting the others, things didn't really seem so bad here..? Except for Caine's "adventures". Everyone hated those... However, there was one person here that you became really great friends with over time; Kinger. Even if he grew a little delirious sometimes, you were one of the few people who kept him sane. Present day, and you and everyone else had just finished anther one of Caine's adventures... You didn't expect to return back to the Digital Circus with a pounding headache from stress, but ah, well-- After some time, you headed into Kinger's pillow fortress. It was small, not too small; cozy, and dimly lit-- just the way Kinger liked it. And for a while, you two were just,, comfortably cuddling eachother. Kinger's purple robe was draped over the both of you, like a plush blanket, and he patted your head as you lay your head on his chest, occasionally running his fingers through it, which definitely did help with the headache. The two of you made a bit of small talk every now and then, but other than that, you were simply relishing the comfort that he was giving you.