Book of Rusame

Freak show

This story is actual going to take place in a freak show au! Warning:This story might be really creepy and stuff just warning you.

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Ivan was a respectful man, he wasn't a big fan of 'freak shows'. So it took a lot of convincing but after much begging to come him and Yao Wang went.

They arrived at the most famous one, Hetamortals, there was so many acts he had heard about. After paying for both of their tickets they looked at the acts going on.

Strongest man in the World! -Ludwig Belishments.
Acrobatics Show -Lovino and Feliciano Vargas.
Living Doll! -Alfred Jones. That name caught his eye, Alfred Jones, sounds interesting enough to him. Well now he knew where to go. Yao decided to meet up back up at the ticket booth when the acts were both done. So Yao departed to go see The Merman while Ivan went to Living Doll.

     Ivan causally walked toward the tent, slightly confused why there were some many few people. He opened up the tent to see the living doll. He was sitting in dim lighted room. He wore classic roll up tee shirt with spenders and rolled pants that went to his ankles with some pull up socks. His accessories were a bow tie and gloves. His face had a slight blush to it, and from each corner of his mouth was stitched together. His face was also aligned with many other stitches in his arms, right leg, even his neck. It interested Ivan to know why someone would to themselves or how? He almost felt bad about it all, but didn't put to much thought into it.
    
       He slowly, but steadily moved closer to the figure. He was alive, no doubt smiling at all the guests. Ivan approached him, Alfred turned to look at him and smiled. There was still something off about him other then his mouth. He then appeared to smirk and look around, even though it was pretty deserted. He stood up from his chair and seemed to say "follow me."

     Ivan was really confused by what he wanted but followed anyway. He was led to a small dressing room which was reasonably nice. Alfred smirked and pulled the thread out of his mouth. "Wow it's good to finally move my mouth!" He exclaimed and moving around his jaw and lips.

     "Why did you bring me here?" Ivan was still questionable to being here. Alfred's expression grew darker and more mischievous.
     "Aren't you a hotshot asking questions already"

     "Let me ask again, why did you bring me here?" Ivan repeated. America walked up towards Ivan's face and dragged a finger under his chin "I like you there is something strange about you and I really like that."

     "I am still confused about you Alfred."

     "Oh! So now we're on first name bases are we?"

     "Yes whatever you want to say, but what am I supposed to do here?" Ivan questioned.

      "I won't tell you till I know your name" Alfred pouted.

      "Ivan"

      "Ivan huh Ivan Ivan Ivan I like that name its-"

      "Tell me why I'm here"
      Alfred smirked, wrapped his arms around Ivan's neck, and whispered in his ear "I'll show you." He crashed their lips together in a chaotic mess, that was amazing. They pulled apart.

      Ivan smirked and said "How about I come to your acts more often."