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“It’s here, it’s here!”

“Can we go, Mom?”

“Please?”

“I’ll do all my chores, Dad! Please?”

       The triumphant sounds of the children cheering echoed throughout the town. In the little town of Sanguenera, there were not that many special occasions the whole town celebrated. Sure, there were the holidays- the colorful lights of Christmastime and the aroma of candy teeming through the air in Halloween were always a pleasure. In actuality, the big event of that year of 1936 was the carnival that decided to visit Sanguenera that July.

       The clamber and clatter of innocent footsteps ran and walked down the dirt road and towards the edge of town, where the carnival is being held. Circus music echoed in the air and laughter was abounded. People of all ages went about the carnival. The kiddies enjoyed the carousel and the carnival games that were set up in the fair. The teenagers preferred the Haunted Lab, even though not all of them are that brave. Couples paired up to go on the tunnel of love, and some of their lovey-dovey attitudes brought dismay to the ride operator who had to constantly spoil the romance to remind them of the rules. And the whole family enjoyed the ferris wheel, taking them up into the skies with such a gentle motion that makes those who enjoy the height more appreciative of the view.

       However, the centerpiece of the carnival was an extravagant red and yellow big top, a triangular flag at each of its posts. Besides the ferris wheel, it is one of the first attractions that catches the eye. The music was especially prominent there and it continued to swell throughout the carnival.

        Right nearby the big top was a small carnival game. “Dunk the Bird Boy” was painted in light blue over it. A small water tank was set up and next to it a target. And there on the seat connected to the target was a young boy. The whites of his eyes were pitch-black and the pupils were white, with a purple iris separating it. He had dark skin with sopping wet black hair- and feathers. His nose was long and pointed as if it were a beak. His soaked small black-feathered wings drooped down a little as he sat there, waiting for the next normal to dunk him in again.

       He looked up at the myriad of people roaming the carnival. A cunning teenager looked at him and paid the game operator a dime. The carnie gave the teenager a  bucket of three baseballs. The teen looked up at the Bird Boy again and then aimed at the target. Upon throwing, the ball flung across the grass, yet missed the target, hitting the wall with a loud thump. The Bird Boy smiled a bit. Good thing this guy is a poor shot, he thought, I get to be dry for another minute!

        However, just as he thought that, the teenager threw again, very close to the target, yet missing. The bird boy flinched a little. Okay, maybe this boy isn’t as weak as he had originally thought. The teen, growing more frustrated aimed the baseball again right at the target, then threw again.

        The baseball hit the target with a clang and the seat under the bird boy collapsed, him falling into the water. Once again, it was freezing cold, but at this point, he was getting used to it. He broke through the surface of the water, gasping for air. Times like this make him wish he’d be gone out of this carnival, but he has to stay because this carnival is the only home he has. The carnie gave the teenager a stuffed teddy bear and the prideful teen walked off with the stuffed animal and gave it to a young teenage girl, likely his girlfriend. Bird Boy saw the fair girl smile with her peachy lips and mouth the words “Thank You” to her boyfriend. He continued looking out into the crowd as he climbed back onto the seat, waiting for the next person to dunk him again.

        The bright sun began to set, turning the azure sky yellow, orange and pink overhead. The youngest children and their parents went home, while the teenagers stayed to enjoy more of the carnival. The carnie running his game looked at the Bird Boy and sighed.

        “Okay, Bird Boy, you’re done for the night- the freak show is coming up, and you should get ready for it,” he said.

Currently, I'm working on a Monster Carnival fanfiction going into detail about Ringmaster Raven's backstory... stay tuned for the full story! ;)

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