My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

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“Could
you?” He pressed curiously, “What like some kind of diet pills or
something?” He joked lightly and shuffled a bit, tucking his hands into
his pants.

Carlos pressed his lips together a bit in thought. “I’m not sure,” he admitted. “I would like to know a little bit more about your physiology to see what I can do, but of course you’ve already proven to be a challenging study. I just need to find out if there’s even a way to get a drug into your body. Your lack of blood will make it near impossible to spread.” Carlos’ gaze drifted off as he started to thin. “Hm… maybe if I give it to you in the blood, since your body seems to absorb that so easily… Hm, yes, it can be done…”

Skip blushed at all of the words and phrases that were directed towards him, for once he was going to be helped instead of shunned. Naturally he smiled eagerly and nodded, “I’d love to try anything you can think of,”

He rubbed his neck nervously, “Really, it’s such a relief to hear you want to help- thank you so much.”

Carlos looked at him, a little bit like he was pulled out of a distracted space. “Hm? Oh – oh, yeah, sure. I’m a scientist – it’s what I do.” He offered Skip a smile. “So… in the meantime, would you like to come up with your ‘act’ for this afternoon? By that, I mean demonstrating, like, different sequences in how your power works. It’ll help my research to see a few different levels of difficulty with your powers.”

He nodded and glanced over his shoulder at the other scientists, “I don’t mean to be rude but I can probably only control two to three people at my most, sorry it’s just.. Sometimes their minds really don’t want to work with me.” He looked back to Carlos, “And I’d hate to get mad at them on stage, so just two or three at most but I’d prefer to just start off with one just so the crowd gets used to the idea..” He offered, folding his hands as he thought of what else to do with these men.

Carlos nodded. “That’ll be fine,” he said. “Part of the fun is for others to watch it too. Do you think you can do it in shifts? Like, do one pair and then finish with them and do another pair?”

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“Unless you’re here to sell Girl Scout Cookies I don’t wanna hear it.”

“A-ah… I guess I should’ve dusted of that uniform after all,” Carlos joked, grinning despite the near-trip in the beginning. He then cleared his throat. “Um, sorry, Mr Stark. I just wanted to say that I appreciate all the good you’re doing in the world. So… thank you.”

Tony turned to look at the other, a smirk tugging at his features when Carlos had made the uniform comment. Waving off the compliment now Tony gave a small sigh, “no need to thank me for doing what any decent human being would do. That’s the whole point of being the man in the suit isn’t it? Save people? Bring justice where it’s needed to be?”

Carlos chuckled, though it sounded more disbelieving than he meant it. “No, Mr Stark, sir, not… not just with the Iron Man,” Carlos went on. “I was… I was regarding your business practices also. Just… I mean, I’ve seen how easy it is for a tech tycoon to just absolutely go nuts for… I guess ‘glory’ is the term I’m looking for. Really… I think you’re one of the greatest examples of a business and humanitarian figure that the world could ask for.”

Tony had never really been APPRAISED as himself before, not for the good deeds he had done at least. Sure people had congratulated the genius on all of his SUCCESS but never for his EMPATHY. Tony takes a moment to react partially because he is taken back by the others comment and isn’t quite sure what to say just yet. “Thank you, you know you’re the only one besides Pepper and Pete that has told me that?”

Carlos blinked at him, a little surprised. He couldn’t have been the only person to think that (aside from Stark’s CEO and this ‘Pete’ person). He found it hard to believe. “Well, y-you’re welcome, Mr Stark,” Carlos told him with a smile. Being thanked by Tony Stark for something really did something to his insides, which he wasn’t going to mention of course. “And… thank you for hearing what I wanted to say, Mr Stark. I’m never going to forget this.” That last part was mostly to himself. After what happened with Hammer Industries, Carlos would never have thought he’d get the chance to even speak to Tony Stark. But it happened, and Carlos was so, so lucky for it.

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“Unless you’re here to sell Girl Scout Cookies I don’t wanna hear it.”

“A-ah… I guess I should’ve dusted of that uniform after all,” Carlos joked, grinning despite the near-trip in the beginning. He then cleared his throat. “Um, sorry, Mr Stark. I just wanted to say that I appreciate all the good you’re doing in the world. So… thank you.”

Tony turned to look at the other, a smirk tugging at his features when Carlos had made the uniform comment. Waving off the compliment now Tony gave a small sigh, “no need to thank me for doing what any decent human being would do. That’s the whole point of being the man in the suit isn’t it? Save people? Bring justice where it’s needed to be?”

Carlos chuckled, though it sounded more disbelieving than he meant it. “No, Mr Stark, sir, not… not just with the Iron Man,” Carlos went on. “I was… I was regarding your business practices also. Just… I mean, I’ve seen how easy it is for a tech tycoon to just absolutely go nuts for… I guess ‘glory’ is the term I’m looking for. Really… I think you’re one of the greatest examples of a business and humanitarian figure that the world could ask for.”

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“Unless you’re here to sell Girl Scout Cookies I don’t wanna hear it.”

“A-ah… I guess I should’ve dusted of that uniform after all,” Carlos joked, grinning despite the near-trip in the beginning. He then cleared his throat. “Um, sorry, Mr Stark. I just wanted to say that I appreciate all the good you’re doing in the world. So… thank you.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

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“Could
you?” He pressed curiously, “What like some kind of diet pills or
something?” He joked lightly and shuffled a bit, tucking his hands into
his pants.

Carlos pressed his lips together a bit in thought. “I’m not sure,” he admitted. “I would like to know a little bit more about your physiology to see what I can do, but of course you’ve already proven to be a challenging study. I just need to find out if there’s even a way to get a drug into your body. Your lack of blood will make it near impossible to spread.” Carlos’ gaze drifted off as he started to thin. “Hm… maybe if I give it to you in the blood, since your body seems to absorb that so easily… Hm, yes, it can be done…”

Skip blushed at all of the words and phrases that were directed towards him, for once he was going to be helped instead of shunned. Naturally he smiled eagerly and nodded, “I’d love to try anything you can think of,”

He rubbed his neck nervously, “Really, it’s such a relief to hear you want to help- thank you so much.”

Carlos looked at him, a little bit like he was pulled out of a distracted space. “Hm? Oh – oh, yeah, sure. I’m a scientist – it’s what I do.” He offered Skip a smile. “So… in the meantime, would you like to come up with your ‘act’ for this afternoon? By that, I mean demonstrating, like, different sequences in how your power works. It’ll help my research to see a few different levels of difficulty with your powers.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

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“Could
you?” He pressed curiously, “What like some kind of diet pills or
something?” He joked lightly and shuffled a bit, tucking his hands into
his pants.

Carlos pressed his lips together a bit in thought. “I’m not sure,” he admitted. “I would like to know a little bit more about your physiology to see what I can do, but of course you’ve already proven to be a challenging study. I just need to find out if there’s even a way to get a drug into your body. Your lack of blood will make it near impossible to spread.” Carlos’ gaze drifted off as he started to thin. “Hm… maybe if I give it to you in the blood, since your body seems to absorb that so easily… Hm, yes, it can be done…”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

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At
the looks on their faces, he blushed and smiled like any good performer
would as he bowed to the audience. He took a free seat close to the
front, deciding not to look at the free food that wanted to be
hypnotized.

“I’m fine- I’m sorry.. I didn’t realize I had to be here at a certain time, have you already discussed what you want to happen?”

“Well, I was just telling everyone about you. And most all of us are excited for the experiment in hypnotism,” Carlos said with a grin. “Skip, do you have any plans tonight?”

“Plans? N-no, I don’t.” He lied, hoping he could text Earl to cancel soon or else it would be considered being stood up. Skip wasn’t that heartless. He tapped his foot, blushing at the idea that Carlos had told all about him.

“So- did you all have something in mind? Any limitations or boundaries you’re worried about?”

“Well, I’m sure the limits are different for everyone,” Carlos said, looking at the other scientists. “But I think when they volunteer they can tell you about it on an individual basis. But the main limit I have is that this is just for observing your hypnotism abilities, as well as for fun. So I just ask that you stick to that.” Carlos smiled at him. “I know this is short-notice and all, so I really do hope that tonight is alright with you.”

The vampire shook his head and strung up a cheerful smile, “Oh- really, no worries. I get short notices from my team all the time, it’s nothing new I promise.” He assured as he made a dismissive gesture, and allowed his eyes to scan the room.

Surely, these people knew what they were getting into.

“If that’s everything, we’ll all go ahead and get back to work,” Carlos then explained to the rest of the team. “We’ll wrap up early today and I’ll set up to observe and the rest of us can be prepared to have fun.”

With that, the scientists started to disperse with a loud murmur and Carlos went over to Skip.

“So, how are you?” Carlos asked. “I asked earlier, but I don’t think you said…”

He allowed himself to drop the overly excited persona, his eyes looked tired as one gazed into them but not over worked, simply stressed.

“Honestly, I’m not too good.. I’m really stressing out about what I should do with Earl- though that doesn’t have anything to do with this..” He shifted the subject, “I’m trying new tactics to quit drinking blood so much.. but- they’re all for nothing.”

Carlos’ smile dropped. “New tactics to quit?” he asked. “Really? Is it just not working for you?”

Though even as Carlos asked, he could sort of understand. It must be difficult finding blood that would be given to a vampire willingly.

Skip nodded and held his breath, “So- should I start practicing or do you just want me to wing it, out there?” He pressed slightly nervously, glancing up to Carlos for an answer.

“Well, you and I can talk about it. We can come up with a plan for what you want to do,” Carlos said. “Though… I’d also like to talk about the blood-eating… I dunno, maybe I can help?”

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Carlos grinned at him. “You say the sweetest things,” he cooed. He pressed a kiss to the top of Hancock’s head and held him. “You sound tired… do you wanna lay down and have a nap?” What was unsaid was that Carlos intended to join him – Hancock seemed perfectly happy with him there after all.

A low hum escaped as Hancock considered that, he was pretty damn comfortable where he was, but if Carlos would rather lie down, he woludn’t put up a fight about it. “That depends….” He started softly, nuzzling the other man’s neck and pressing a few lazy kisses up to his jaw. “You gonna hold me just as tight in there? ‘Cause I’m pretty happy here in your lap right now.”

Carlos just kept smiling. “Sure thing, hon – I’ll absolutely go with
you. You worked hard at mayoring today, so you deserve to take it easy.”
It was a quip, but a little one. Carlos knew that Hancock did do actual
work as a mayor, he was just teasing.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

At
the looks on their faces, he blushed and smiled like any good performer
would as he bowed to the audience. He took a free seat close to the
front, deciding not to look at the free food that wanted to be
hypnotized.

“I’m fine- I’m sorry.. I didn’t realize I had to be here at a certain time, have you already discussed what you want to happen?”

“Well, I was just telling everyone about you. And most all of us are excited for the experiment in hypnotism,” Carlos said with a grin. “Skip, do you have any plans tonight?”

“Plans? N-no, I don’t.” He lied, hoping he could text Earl to cancel soon or else it would be considered being stood up. Skip wasn’t that heartless. He tapped his foot, blushing at the idea that Carlos had told all about him.

“So- did you all have something in mind? Any limitations or boundaries you’re worried about?”

“Well, I’m sure the limits are different for everyone,” Carlos said, looking at the other scientists. “But I think when they volunteer they can tell you about it on an individual basis. But the main limit I have is that this is just for observing your hypnotism abilities, as well as for fun. So I just ask that you stick to that.” Carlos smiled at him. “I know this is short-notice and all, so I really do hope that tonight is alright with you.”

The vampire shook his head and strung up a cheerful smile, “Oh- really, no worries. I get short notices from my team all the time, it’s nothing new I promise.” He assured as he made a dismissive gesture, and allowed his eyes to scan the room.

Surely, these people knew what they were getting into.

“If that’s everything, we’ll all go ahead and get back to work,” Carlos then explained to the rest of the team. “We’ll wrap up early today and I’ll set up to observe and the rest of us can be prepared to have fun.”

With that, the scientists started to disperse with a loud murmur and Carlos went over to Skip.

“So, how are you?” Carlos asked. “I asked earlier, but I don’t think you said…”

He allowed himself to drop the overly excited persona, his eyes looked tired as one gazed into them but not over worked, simply stressed.

“Honestly, I’m not too good.. I’m really stressing out about what I should do with Earl- though that doesn’t have anything to do with this..” He shifted the subject, “I’m trying new tactics to quit drinking blood so much.. but- they’re all for nothing.”

Carlos’ smile dropped. “New tactics to quit?” he asked. “Really? Is it just not working for you?”

Though even as Carlos asked, he could sort of understand. It must be difficult finding blood that would be given to a vampire willingly.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

At
the looks on their faces, he blushed and smiled like any good performer
would as he bowed to the audience. He took a free seat close to the
front, deciding not to look at the free food that wanted to be
hypnotized.

“I’m fine- I’m sorry.. I didn’t realize I had to be here at a certain time, have you already discussed what you want to happen?”

“Well, I was just telling everyone about you. And most all of us are excited for the experiment in hypnotism,” Carlos said with a grin. “Skip, do you have any plans tonight?”

“Plans? N-no, I don’t.” He lied, hoping he could text Earl to cancel soon or else it would be considered being stood up. Skip wasn’t that heartless. He tapped his foot, blushing at the idea that Carlos had told all about him.

“So- did you all have something in mind? Any limitations or boundaries you’re worried about?”

“Well, I’m sure the limits are different for everyone,” Carlos said, looking at the other scientists. “But I think when they volunteer they can tell you about it on an individual basis. But the main limit I have is that this is just for observing your hypnotism abilities, as well as for fun. So I just ask that you stick to that.” Carlos smiled at him. “I know this is short-notice and all, so I really do hope that tonight is alright with you.”

The vampire shook his head and strung up a cheerful smile, “Oh- really, no worries. I get short notices from my team all the time, it’s nothing new I promise.” He assured as he made a dismissive gesture, and allowed his eyes to scan the room.

Surely, these people knew what they were getting into.

“If that’s everything, we’ll all go ahead and get back to work,” Carlos then explained to the rest of the team. “We’ll wrap up early today and I’ll set up to observe and the rest of us can be prepared to have fun.”

With that, the scientists started to disperse with a loud murmur and Carlos went over to Skip.

“So, how are you?” Carlos asked. “I asked earlier, but I don’t think you said…”