Creepypasta one shots (Smut Can Be A Thing)

Black, White, and Red all over! (LJ)

I was down stairs reading the black butler manga. It's my favorite one, The one where Undertaker's face is revealed. I remember the first time i saw his face, I was outside in the park with my little sister. She was on the swings and i was hanging upside down on the monkey bars. I turned the page, fell eight feet, and landed on my face. My nose was bleeding but I was fangirling like no other. It took my sister five minutes to get me to shut up long enough to ask what happened.

I set my laptop aside and walked outside to see what i could find.

~timeskip (in the tardis)~

As i walked onto the dirt path I couldn't help the feeling I was being watched.

'How did I not know this was here? I've lived in this town for 18 years, but I've never seen this!' The booths were old, and all the paint was chipping. The posters were ripped and stained a shade of red. It almost looked like a splatter of red paint. The Ferris Wheel creaked in the wind, and promised to one day come crashing down. Even though the old carnival was unused and unvisited, It wasn't Empty. I heard the sound of little feet hitting the ground inside the Big Top. It was sunny but it looked dark the moment I stepped through the gate. I was going to walk back out. When I turned around I saw what appeared to be a monochrome clown man. His smile was huge.

"What brings you to my lovely circus?" He asked in a raspy voice.

"Nothing I was just walking around." I looked down a bit and saw that he was covered in what i can only call blood.

"Then why don't you stay awhile?" He leaned down to my height, smiling like a loon.

"Thank you for the offer but I can't. My brother needs my help today. However this is a lovely place do you mind if I come back later?"

He shocked me again and changed into a young boy about my age, with average punk style black hair, and blue eyes. He wasn't wearing a clown suit either, now he was dressed in black jeans and a grey t-shirt.

"Here I'll walk you home. I never got your name, I'm Jack!" He said cheerfully while extending his hand in a mannerly fashion. I shook it and replied in much the same way.

"Sure, and I'm Amaya." He smiled, striking white teeth merged against his pale lips. It was absolutely adorable.

"That is quite a beautiful name." We started walking towards the entrance of the of the circus.

"I live pretty far away are you sure?" He nodded and opened the gate for me.

"I'm positive, plus this way I can get to know you better. Who would want to get to know someone in a dingy place like this?" I raised my hand enthusiastically.

"I would!"

Tobe continued......

Amaya means night rain. Plus she looks like the girl in the picture.