“Would you prefer that I scrape even lower into poop jokes?” Carlos teased, but he had a good-natured grin on his face. He understood, of course. He decided that, at least on this trip, he’ll try hard to make the jokes work for Hancock.
“Heh, now that I don’t think I’d be so forgivin’ of.” Hancock snorted, his smile spreading wider. “Too much bathroom humor and I’ll leave ya out here, so be careful’a resortin’ to that too much for a cheap laugh, mate.”
Carlos nodded. “Right, of course,” Carlos said. “The last thing you want to hear is a shitty joke.” He grinned and waited to see if this one landed well.
Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.
Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.
Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.
“Blood
letting?” He asked softly before shaking his head and taking in a slow
breath between his fangs, “Ah- thank you really, I’m quite fine..
Actually, I’m getting my rush of energy right now- I’m excited and
pumped up, but I don’t know why it happens.”
“Well, you’re probably receiving some nutrients that your body needs,” Lore said. “Like eating a meal or drinking water can help you feel more alert immediately after consumption.”
He couldn’t help but feel the blush on his cheeks as they went on about science, how fascinating and smart they must be. “Oh- wow.. well, I certainly do feel alert.. You’re very smart you know, I’m sure you knew.”
Lore just grinned. “Thanks! That’s very nice of you to say!” they said.
Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: he chuckled softly “I don’t know about other demons, But My broken
brain just won’t let Me sleep most nights.. Then again, I think I had
this before I died, So it might not be involved with demons…”
“Ah… so you have insomnia then,” Carlos said. “At least, that’s what it sounds like to me. “
J: he tilted his head slightly “Insomnia? I think I’ve read about that before..”
“Oh, you have? That’s good. Hey, maybe do you want to mention it to the doctors? They can help you sleep tonight if you ask nicely, I think.”
J: he shrgus “I prefer to sit awake and rethink everything I’ve ever done/Hate Myself, Really saves time during the day”
Carlos frowned at that. “That doesn’t sound like a good use of your time,” he said softly. But he didn’t speak about it further – it was probably a sensitive subject.
J: he started to say something before the nurse walked in
Nurse: “Sir, Visiting hours are over”
J: “Damn.. Guess we can talk more later”
Carlos nodded with a smile. “Sure,” he said, and he stood up from his chair. He offered Jon a hand to shake. “I’ll see you in the morning, alright?”
The Perfect Scientist 