A Most Grotesque Display (jobros x fem!reader circus au)

3- space song

~the next morning~

"remind me who's in charge, (y/n)! you arent allowed to be making decisions like this on your own just because you have control over the tent!" bucciarati yelled, throwing his hands into the air.

"great, now you're saying im a child! its my damn stand, and if i say we're going back to grievestown, then that's where we're fucking going!"

(y/n) attempted to storm away from the pissed ringleader, only to get jerked back by her arm harshly. "i'd rather the damn 'nameless' find us then return there for hiding! you know how much caesar would hate to go back to that place, he had it the worst of us!" bucciarati argued.

"no one had it any worse then another! avdol was fucking burned almost to death, okuyasu got beaten and cut on the daily, speedwagon was slashed across the face by his friend-- the list goes on! we're going there because that's the last place anyone's going to look for us!"

she yanked her hand out of his grasp and backed away, jutting a finger into his chest with great force. "we've matured since we've been there, bruno! no one is going to recognize us, since the last time they saw us 'group of freaks', we were kids!"

"yeah, and they fucking hated us!"

"we're just stopping by there for supplies, anyway! we could also check for anyone else with abilities like us, because god knows what those townsfolk will do to anyone that scares them!" (y/n) yelled, slamming her foot onto the floor to emphasize her point.

everyone couldnt help but listen to the argument, as they were all forced to stay under the same tent with the circus mobile. each performer could feel the tremors caused by [The Mind Electric] beneath them, how each time its wicked legs stabbed into the earth, it caused the tent to shift uneasily.

of course, emotion and feelings are shared between both stand and user, so if the user is troubled, then so is the stand. therefore, if the fight between (y/n) and bucciarati didnt calm down, or get solved soon, then there's no telling what [The Mind Electric] may do.

"listen, you zipper-bitch! im fine with going to a different town, but if we get caught by the nameless, then dont fucking look at me for getting us killed!" the magician roared, yanking her hat off her head and throwing it into the air.

immediately, bucciarati attempted to snatch it away, though before he could do so, (y/n) pulled herself inside of it and disappeared just as she would when performing. "christ, (y/n)! you've got to quit going into your goddamn hat to get out of arguments!"

"no, im fucking tired of you, bucciarati!" a voice screamed inside of it, echoing out into the tense air. "i've had it with your narrow minded, piss for brains, stuck up ass! pick a place or ill just have my stand go somewhere random!"

while it was normal for (y/n) to hide inside her hat to escape from situations she didnt want to be in, it definitely wasnt common. you see, with the ability to teleport wherever she wishes as long as she's in a shadow, (y/n) takes advantage of her hat being able to cast a perfectly sized silhouette over her body and teleports somewhere everyone has yet to figure out the location of.

sometimes, when someone gets curious and shakes the hat, snow will fall out. other times, it may be some flowers or leaves. once, an entire bag of candy fell out, which was quickly snatched back by the magicians greedy hand inside of the hat.

"bruno, just leave her be." gyro sighed, leaning back onto his rickety bed. "we'll just go to a random town for now and stock up before heading north for a bit."

"no, (y/n), get your ass out of that hat right now before i drag you out!" bucciarati yelled, only for the girls arm to stick out and give him the bird, which was immediately pulled back in before he could grab it.