The Greatest {Hermitcraft AU}

"Vampire!?"

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(Not anymore but it was when I started writing this-)

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Mumbo follows Scar around to the back of the theatre, admiring the worn down look of it. Scar leads him to a back door, most likely leading to backstage, that blends into the wall nicely.

   "Come on, if we hurry we should be able to catch at least a glimpse of everyone's act's!" Scar exclaims, ushering Mumbo through the slightly rusted door.

"Alright, alright.!" Mumbo chuckles lightly and quickly steps into the back of the theatre.

   Mumbo stares at the clutter of the backstage area, which is separated from the performing stage by several large stitched together curtains. There are other little screens, beams, curtains, and separators to create different and more private subsections. Mumbo assumes they act as different rooms for changing or something or other.

   A few crates and boxes are about, as well as random pieces of furniture. Like torn sofas, and slightly withered shelves. An, actually pretty nice, long dining table is pushed more in the corner, with a mismatched array of chairs crowding around for space at the table.

Scar leads Mumbo towards some unstable appearing metal stairs, several copies in the backstage area. The copies of rickety steps lead up to a catwalk with railing on one side, the railing against the curtains. Mumbo spots a ladder leading up to some higher catwalks and beams going through the curtain.

"Scar! Who do you have-?" A voice calls somewhat quietly from the far end of the railed catwalk to the eager ringmaster, causing Mumbo to glance at him.

"Not now, Iskall!" Scar interrupts, hopping up the creaking stairs quickly. "I wanna show him at least some of the show right now! Before he can change his mind!"

"Who's 'him'?!" A different voice shouts a bit, soon after someone with dark green eyes wearing a white coat runs towards a staircase.

Scar ignores him and jumps down a few steps to grab Mumbo's arm and drag him up the stairs faster. Mumbo stumbles a bit up the stairs, gripping the railing for stability once Scar lets him go and trots down the catwalk more at the top.

   "Come a bit more this way, Mumbo," Scar calls somewhat quietly, gesturing his hand towards him. "You'll see the most over here, according to Cub."

   Mumbo walks closer to Scar, one hand still holding onto the rail, to comfort him. Scar, once Mumbo gets close enough, grabs the vampire's sleeve and pulls him beside him.

   Scar leans against the railing and lets go of Mumbo's arm to cross his arms on it. Scar smiles excitedly and separates the curtain at the nearest overlap, he mutters, "I haven't actually watched the show in ages."

   Mumbo looks through the gap Scar made and studies the people performing on the ground, feeling more and more awe as he sees more of the members of the circus. A man with a robotic arm is twirling around a stick of fire, beside him other performers do their acts. Such as gymnastics, or dancing. Other people are doing their jobs throughout the theatre, whether in the stands or around the dirt stage area.

   "Mumbo, look up," Scar tells Mumbo softly, nudging him with his elbow.

   Mumbo does just that, slowly tearing his eyes from the wonders he sees and looking up. He spots trapeze artists, people duelling on the high beams, and..