ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜs! ||EddsWorld Au story||

P.23

Next day, Pay was practicing way too much the day before. To the point his arms and legs hurt by just stressing himself out too much. His muscles felt like they were being pulled apart until it ripped apart. That's exactly the way he could describe it, it was just painful, way too painful for his taste. Not that he could actually taste it. If he could, he'd probably vomit it right up.

As people surrounded the stage, he felt sweat go down quickly, was Edd just gonna make them be horrid and throw anything at him, asking where Pat is, or would Edd say that Pat hurt himself and now he's the only one who's gonna be performing tonight? That's what thought kept shacking his brain in panic mode, enough to start making him hit able to catch his breath.

He saw Edd get on stage. "Everyone, small thing!" Phew, he was gonna say... "Pat has hurt himself, so sadly he won't be here for today, So his twin brother will be doing the act! Sorry for the inconvenience, I hope you all are very understanding." He sighed in relief, but could hear people deciding to whisper about how he was horrible.. It ran through his mind louder then what they meant.

"Oh, isn't he a scared person? Won't he fail? Oh, this is gonna be horrible! This better be a joke, this is a joke! I want my money back! Oh, isn't he a scared person? Won't he fail? Oh, this is gonna be horrible! This better be a joke, this is a joke! I want my money back! Oh, isn't he a scared person? Won't he fail? Oh, this is gonna be horrible! This better be a joke, this is a joke! I want my money back!"

He felt discomfort and his self esteem just go to a low level, under the table and the floor breaking under it and them falling through into water which would start drowning it until it died. His heart rate went faster as he breathes heavily, but he can't back down over words..as the old saying, which everyone would use.... "The show must go on." And he had to keep that in mind..