Welcome To The Freakshow [RIREN]

Chapter Three

Everyone thinks that we're perfect. Please don't let them look through the curtains.

-Melanie Martinez

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It was night Marco was walking with Eren around the circus grounds.

"Today was so much fun! Again thank you so much for helping me with my trapeze and dance act." Marco says genuinely.

Eren does a sweet smile saying, "How many times do I have to say that you deserve it. You choreograph that whole act by yourself without my inputs. Marco you're truly talented."

Marco blushes at the compliment as he does another thank you. Soon the clown of the two most favorites teen clowns , Connie and Sasha, here holding two trash bags...almost as if it was a body bag.

"Hey guys! What are you guys doing?" Marco asks waving at them. The two had dull looks on their faces. Their eyes were dull and lifeless and a spark of it was as if they held guilt. They look over at Marco giving him a nice fake grin waving back.

Connie replies,"Nothing! We're just taking out the trash!"

"Must be a pain right?"

"Hell yeah it is. Well I'll leave you two seductive trash alone!"

Marco snorted as the two went on with their business. Eren and Marco began walking. Eren felt that bag was too big. Probably another rule-breaker dead.

Most people don't know which is why Rouge reminded Freckles of the rules everyday. There are only five rules to be set.

Rule #1: Know you're place. You are not to be anything else than what you are assigned to. For example, Levi is only to be a sword swallow-er.  He is not to be a human canon, trapeze performer, fire thrower. KNOW YOUR PLACE IN THE CIRCUS.

Rule #2: Never leave the premises without extreme supervision and permission by head owner: Erwin Smith. 

Rule #3: Always eat what your place is suppose to eat. For the Biggest Lady In The World, she has to eat five meals a day maybe six if she had a lot of people come in. For performers like Eren and Marco. They have a strict diet. No oily foods, no high contrast drinks, strictly fruits and vegetables. On a lucky day they could have 1/4 of a sliced cake for dessert.

Rule #4: Ask questions never. Do not question any of Erwin's demands/requests. That's, that.

Rule #5: Always follow the rules no matter what. You have 3 strikes. Strike one is chores, all day along with practice. Strike two....punishment. Terrible agonizing, whip cracking punishment. Not the kinky kind. And the third strike is life itself on the rule breaker which was what the two beloved clowns were holding in their filthy  guilty hands.

What they were holding were bodies. Dead ones of being rule breakers. Never ever mess with Erwin or the higher staff.

Marco already knew he was going to be drag into this high strict hellhole but on that stage is where Marco could be free and dance out to the world.

Eren had escorted him to his closet where Marco was sleeping. Marco's own tent.

Marco did a pleased smile as he looked at Eren. As they both look at each other.

"I guess if I saw thank you one more time I gonna get popped in the mouth,huh?" Marco asks jokingly.

"I am." Eren laughed as he scratch his man bun hair. They were on 3 feet away from Marco's own tent. Marco looks at Eren's perfect face that shined out with green but then yellow with a flicker of blue here or there with a dash of hazel at times.