Welcome to the freakshow

Ch.3

Got a secret?

Can you keep it?

You'd think that Observer would be the only one prowling around,well you're wrong.Firebrand himself is guilty of doing this,perhaps it was on their nature.After all they do work for,well worked  in Firebrand's case,a creature of the night.It's only natural they adopted their leader's habits.

The others did they share of prowling around,Mr.Scars however did not.He preferred to stay back at the Collective household and watch TV.For some reason he never found an interest in the 'integrations' the others participated,or.....whatever Observer does when he's alone.

Mr.Scars hovered around the door for a moment before deciding to leave.Before he did he looked at the door for a long moment.Then turned and left,heading down the hall.Unknown to him was the pair of eyes watching him.

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(Time skip)

Birds began to tweet loudly bringing a very irritated Observer out of his slumber.He began to sit up and glared at the window.They stopped and he laid back to fall asleep.

Tweet!Tweet!TWEET!TWEET!

"Shutupbirds!" Observer yelled throwing the water bottle out the now magically open window.

He heard a small thud and smiled.The annoyances were dead.The male began to walk back to his bed when the birds started tweeting.

"Isaidshutup!" he shouted throwing an empty water bottle.

"Go back to sleep!Some people have to have their beauty sleep!" Cursor screeched.

Observer grumbled under his breath and slammed the window shut.Those late nights are really starting to get to him,maybe he ought to get some sleep instead of watching Maxwell..... Nah!

A cold tingle went down his spine and then he sneezed.Forgetting the birds,wanting to flip some himself,Observer headed out the door.Leaning his head to the bathroom door Observer heard the water already on.Great....he's going to have to wait.Now I would be lying if I said Observer was happy dandy when he sneezed again,but he wasn't.

Swear this one you'll save

Better lock it in your pocket

He jumped over the rail to the the floor right on the Keeper's nice clean chair.Before walking off of it the Observer wiped off the cushion,knowing very well the Keeper was OCD about a clean household.Thank whomever he didn't stay at the house often.If that were to happen both Observer and Cursor would be hung by their toes.

Observer snickered at the sight of Deadhead in a pink apron and washing the dishes with matching gloves.The masked individual looked at him making Observer bite his lip.Oblivious to the shadow's amusement Deadhead turned back to last nights dishes. Observer smiled,genuinely unlike majority of his smiles,and opened the medicine drawer.

"Looking for something?" Deadhead asked.

"Allergies," Observer answered.

"All out. Don't you remember the Keeper took it last night to the Rosswood division. Oh wait....you weren't here last night," the masked male said with fake surprise.

Observer cringed as soon as he felt eyes bore into the back of the head.Closing the drawer Observer turned slowly to face the other.He smile was now smaller,more nervous. He knew Cursor had cooked last night, and that woman can't cook.That or she did that deliberately sabotaged Observer's plate only.

"So mind sharing where you disappear to?" the masked man asked crossing his arms,quite sassily might I add.

Observer shook his head making Deadhead sigh.

"Be secretive then,I'll find out one way or another."

'I doubt that,"Observer thought gleefully.

There was no way that was going to happen.Ever. The shadow sneezed again and went to watch TV.He turned the TV on and the horror called The Real house wives.The channel changed over to ID,Observer's preferred channel.He got comfortable as Deadly Sins began.

Taking this one to the grave

If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said

"Milo!" a familiar voice shouted.

'Oh joy....here they go again.'

Observer tried to block out the shout match goin on upstairs but only succeeded in gritting his teeth.Tapping his foot very quickly Observer listened to the madness as Swain came to Mr.Scars rescue.Then it got louder. Why can't the house be quiet when he's watching TV?Every time he tries to  something has to come up. Sometimes his fellow Collective members reminded him more of children than they did of deadly assailants.

'Silence!'

Observer jumped and looked down the corridor. In the doorway was the slim figure of the Keeper.His tendrils out and lashing around him.

"Oh....that's what I forgot.Observer,dude,the Keeper wants to speak to you," Deadhead reported.

Observer shot him a look as a tall shadow fell over him.Looking up Observer felt himself grow smaller.

'I would like to speak to you my most trusted follower.'

An imaginary lump formed in Observer's throat the moment he heard the Keeper  amplify 'trusted'.That was never a good sign.The Keeper grabbed Observer's arm in a death grip and teleported.

Observer was thrown to the ground as he looked up fearfully at the faceless man.

'I told you to have that journal by this week!'

"We'reworkingon-" Observer began.

'That isn't good enough!'

Observer cringed when the Keeper tendrils picked up a tree and threw it clear over Observer's head.

"WhatifIcangetMaxwelltotrustus?!" the frightened shadow yelped when the Keeper picked up an Axe.

'And you do you mind telling me how that's going to happen?'

"I'm....Well....You see-"

'Oh,I see.Take all the time you need.'

"What?"

Sometimes the Keeper was more bipolar than Cursor was during those odd days of the month.But why was he so.....nice?

'You'll learn one day child.'

Observer picked himself off the boardwalk and looked up at the faceless head.

'Trust me,you'll get Noah to trust us.'

There was that twitch.The Keeper would've smiled,he knew human emotions well enough to know what was really going on in that head of Observer's.

'Now,go fetch Maxwell.I'm sure he'll be glad to see you.'

'Why does sound ominous?'

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1: Shut up birds!

2: I said shut up!

3: We're working on-

4: What if I can get Maxwell to trust us?!

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