Monsters are real

There's a place in the dark where they go to hide.

When the train finally stops, my stomach lurches. I have killed one of my best bases. But that was only because he was about to kill me. All because he wanted to be the ringleader, well then maybe he should've started his own circus. People have seemed to settle down after what had happened in the trapeze car. And I don't know how I'm going to be able to explain it to the others. But if I can't explain it, I'm sure Legs has my back or maybe someone else in the car can pass it around. 

As I exit, my pets are following right behind me. And as others pile out of their cars, they take one good look at me and move on with what they are doing.

Maybe they didn't take it the way they should have taken it. 

A group of my mimes came up to me, and started making shapes with their bodies. 

One explained that he heard what had happened, and that he didn't like Ricky at all. Another one of the mimes had said that he heard what people had thought of me. They weren't mad at me, they weren't disgusted of me, they were kind of scared of me. But what they truly thought of me was that they liked me even more. They trust me now. At least they trusted me more than what they had before.

"Thank you so much." I hugged each and every one of them. And with hand signs and body shapes, they said you're welcome. 

They helped me grab my bags and boxes and I led them through a thick wooded area to a clearing, the paths that were beneath us were made of pebbles, and leaves. 

Everyone else was setting up somewhere near where I was going to set up.

Maybe they're brave. I thought to myself. I pointed to the far right of the clearing. In this clearing, it was surrounded by bonsai it was peaceful, perfect. And tall thick bamboo stalks.

Hopefully what had happened in Chicago won't happen here. I silently hoped. 

I helped pick through the boxes until we picked the perfect tent. It was bigger than the last tent, I could probably even put my sleeping quarters in here if I wanted to instead of bunking with the artists. Not the trapeze artists, my circus also carried artists, all you had to do was pay seven dollars for your picture and if you wanted a family picture painted, it was only eight twenty-nine. 

Not that I had a problem bunking with the artists, they actually enjoyed having outside opinions. And I kind of liked it myself. 

I grabbed one of the poles that helped up the tent and stuck it deep into the soft ground. Then I went to another pole and stuck it a few feet from the other one deep into the ground. Again, it gave way softly. The others got the last of it stuck into the ground, and the tent was up nice and perfect. 

Of course the colors were a little faded, but that was okay by me. It would have been a vibrant white and red striped tent. But with time and moving around so much, it became a faded white that was starting to pass off as a grey. And the red was starting to pass off as a blood red. 

"Sorry it isn't new. But it's what we had." A new voice came from behind me, and I thought it was one of the mimes, but when I turned around. All the mimes were gone, and in their place was a group of the clowns. 

"It's fine, really. And actually, I was thinking about giving everyone newer tents while I would get the older tents." I chirped, giving them a warm smile.

"If this is ass kissing on what happened earlier on the train, we aren't interested." One of the clowns piped up from the back of the group.

"Peewee, you need to shut the hell up, if she was seriously ass kissing, wouldn't she have done it earlier?" One of the other clowns said, and that clown was wearing a red one-piece and a red ruffled skirt with red go-go boots. She had on a straight red wig and a white clown nose. She also had nice red gloves on, and her make up was red glitter eye shadow with pink blush and white foundation. She was also chewing red gum. 

"PINKY!" Peewee screamed as she ran off, the look on her face was sheer embarrassment. 

"Now about that upgrade for your tents. . .have you set your guy's tents up?" I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail. 

"Not yet, since Peewee was going to help us put it up." Another one of the clowns who was dressed in all purple said. That was Jingle. Jingle was a little shy, but once you got to know her, she was amazing, and fiery like me. 

"How did you plan on putting it up?" I asked curiously, since I've never seen the trapeze artists put up their tents, or the clowns and how they put their tents up. . . . . 

"Like this." Pinky beamed. And at once they got into a big huddle circle, and I just simply watched.

 They all nodded in unison, a couple of the inner clowns, including Pinky squatted, their hands in a nice cupped shape. Like how cheerleaders would get ready to put up a stunt. Two of the clowns hopped into their hands, and they were up into the air. An elevator.

Behind them three of the clowns did a round-off backhand-spring into some of the bases' hands and jumped them into the clowns who were holding the elevators, In the end, it was a huge stack of clowns, with people ready to catch them just in case if it fell. Three other clowns threw them part of the tent, and to my far right was the exact stunt holding their part. What made me a little unhinged was when they started moving  the stunt. They moved the stunt until they were next to each other, bases butts were touching each other's. The tent was finally up and ready.

Just how are they going to get down? I thought to myself worryingly. 

Twist drop, 2, 3." One of the many bases called, and people popped the the flyers, and their body's twisted in the air as they caught each and everyone of them.

As soon as they got to the ground, they ran towards me.

"How did you like it?" Peewee asked cutely, crouching to fix the ropes to open it up. 

"First of all I was scared shitless but it was amazing otherwise. Second of all, you guys have done an amazing job, the only thing I'm going to say is make sure that you guys are ready to catch someone if the bases fail." I said and hugged everyone of them, making sure that I didn't ruin their make-up.

"See you guys in an hour or so, that's when we will start  to make our plans for the big show. I'm planning on putting the big show a week from today. That should give us plenty of time." I said, making the plans as I went. Making a mental note to put them on the flyers that I'll be handing them to the mayor to pass out to people. 

"How are you going to tell people? You're very busy. . .after all, training the animals and what not." One of the clowns piped up from the back.

"Spread the word." I smiled, as I walked back to my site.