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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

It
was hard not to be embarrassed by the question, it was like your dad
asking you if you wanted to talk about the kid you punched in the face
or not. He twisted his fingers into one another, quickly and eagerly
shaking his head. “Ah, no..? There’s nothing. Why?” He asked with
suspicion in his voice, sure that Carlos was looking for something wrong
with him.

“I just wanted to ask… see if there’s something else you wanted to talk about before I… you know, go off into the land of big words and science jargon. Heh…” Carlos laughed, like it was funny, but really he was worried about boring Skip all over again. Nothing hurt your interest in your hobbies quite like someone ignoring everything you have to say about it.

“Maybe I could learn something-“

Probably not.

But he would certainly try to at least distract himself in the confusion of what the scientist was about to spout on about, he seated himself next to Carlos and glanced over the microscope wondering how much it costed. “I bet you’re so much smarter than me I could never even hope to process what you’re saying, so I’m sorry if I.. get jumbled? Science wasn’t my forte in school, sorry.”

Carlos hummed. “I’ll… try to make this as easy to understand as I can,” Carlos said. “There’s just… already so much that’s different with your biology just from this sample. For instance, the structure itself is very different from what I’ve seen before…” Carlos started to describe the shape and attributes of the cells, as compared to ‘normal’ cells. He tried as best as he could to explain things in a way that Skip might understand, but sometimes he couldn’t avoid using a big word or phrase.

“Do you think it’s because I’m a vampire?” Slip blurted suddenly, his eyes wide at his own words as they left his lips, quickly swiping a hand to his mouth in nerves. He was likely to be ridiculed now, or simply removed from the town. He couldn’t take it back no matter how hard he wished, so he waited.

Carlos turned his head up to look at him. “I… don’t know?” he asked. He wasn’t as surprised at the statement as Skip was probably expecting, he realized. But even in the “normal” world, there were oddities that Carlos was aware of. “Um, what sort of vampire are we talking? The cultural vampire, who uses blood drinking or energy sharing as a way to bond with other vampires or thralls?”

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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

It
was hard not to be embarrassed by the question, it was like your dad
asking you if you wanted to talk about the kid you punched in the face
or not. He twisted his fingers into one another, quickly and eagerly
shaking his head. “Ah, no..? There’s nothing. Why?” He asked with
suspicion in his voice, sure that Carlos was looking for something wrong
with him.

“I just wanted to ask… see if there’s something else you wanted to talk about before I… you know, go off into the land of big words and science jargon. Heh…” Carlos laughed, like it was funny, but really he was worried about boring Skip all over again. Nothing hurt your interest in your hobbies quite like someone ignoring everything you have to say about it.

“Maybe I could learn something-“

Probably not.

But he would certainly try to at least distract himself in the confusion of what the scientist was about to spout on about, he seated himself next to Carlos and glanced over the microscope wondering how much it costed. “I bet you’re so much smarter than me I could never even hope to process what you’re saying, so I’m sorry if I.. get jumbled? Science wasn’t my forte in school, sorry.”

Carlos hummed. “I’ll… try to make this as easy to understand as I can,” Carlos said. “There’s just… already so much that’s different with your biology just from this sample. For instance, the structure itself is very different from what I’ve seen before…” Carlos started to describe the shape and attributes of the cells, as compared to ‘normal’ cells. He tried as best as he could to explain things in a way that Skip might understand, but sometimes he couldn’t avoid using a big word or phrase.

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.

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

It
was hard not to be embarrassed by the question, it was like your dad
asking you if you wanted to talk about the kid you punched in the face
or not. He twisted his fingers into one another, quickly and eagerly
shaking his head. “Ah, no..? There’s nothing. Why?” He asked with
suspicion in his voice, sure that Carlos was looking for something wrong
with him.

“I just wanted to ask… see if there’s something else you wanted to talk about before I… you know, go off into the land of big words and science jargon. Heh…” Carlos laughed, like it was funny, but really he was worried about boring Skip all over again. Nothing hurt your interest in your hobbies quite like someone ignoring everything you have to say about it.

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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

The
acrobat was back at the labs without even being summoned, he didn’t
want to be alone at the moment with all of these thoughts of pursuing a
relationship with the father or not. He needed a distraction, and what
better to distract himself with but a handsome scientist.

“May I see Carlos? He’s a scientist here..” He prepped the reception, tapping his fingers along the sil.

Jake looked at Skip. “Oh, you’re the one from earlier today, aren’t you?” he asked. “Carlos has been working on your samples all day. He might have some information for you.” The scientist smiled at him. “Come on back with me. Just don’t touch anything – Carlos has the samples exposed at the moment.”

Yeah, he was totally gonna get his sticky little hands on everything! Just to spite them!

He kept his arms to himself in worry that he would knock something over, actually taking measures to stuffing his hands into his pockets and walking in line with Jake. His nerves weren’t the best at the moment, so practically being in a museum was rather nerve racking. “Really, all day just over me?”

How flattering.

“Over your samples, yeah,” Jake said with a grin. “He’s pretty excited about it, I think. There he is.. Hey, Carlos!”

Carlos looked up from his microscope and grinned widely when he spotted Skip. “Hey there! I did’nt expect to see you so soon.”

Well, it was flattering.

Skip gave a gentle smile over to Carlos, clasping his hands in front of him and swaying a bit. “Yeah, things were.. Weird, so I didn’t go home with him. I thought I’d take my mind off it! Find anything cool?”

Carlos opened his mouth to start explaining, but he stopped himself. He remembered the last night and Skip’s apparent disinterest in his work.

“Um, well… yeah, I did,” he said carefully. “But, uh… is there anything you want to talk about first?”

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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

The
acrobat was back at the labs without even being summoned, he didn’t
want to be alone at the moment with all of these thoughts of pursuing a
relationship with the father or not. He needed a distraction, and what
better to distract himself with but a handsome scientist.

“May I see Carlos? He’s a scientist here..” He prepped the reception, tapping his fingers along the sil.

Jake looked at Skip. “Oh, you’re the one from earlier today, aren’t you?” he asked. “Carlos has been working on your samples all day. He might have some information for you.” The scientist smiled at him. “Come on back with me. Just don’t touch anything – Carlos has the samples exposed at the moment.”

Yeah, he was totally gonna get his sticky little hands on everything! Just to spite them!

He kept his arms to himself in worry that he would knock something over, actually taking measures to stuffing his hands into his pockets and walking in line with Jake. His nerves weren’t the best at the moment, so practically being in a museum was rather nerve racking. “Really, all day just over me?”

How flattering.

“Over your samples, yeah,” Jake said with a grin. “He’s pretty excited about it, I think. There he is.. Hey, Carlos!”

Carlos looked up from his microscope and grinned widely when he spotted Skip. “Hey there! I did’nt expect to see you so soon.”

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.

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

The
acrobat was back at the labs without even being summoned, he didn’t
want to be alone at the moment with all of these thoughts of pursuing a
relationship with the father or not. He needed a distraction, and what
better to distract himself with but a handsome scientist.

“May I see Carlos? He’s a scientist here..” He prepped the reception, tapping his fingers along the sil.

Jake looked at Skip. “Oh, you’re the one from earlier today, aren’t you?” he asked. “Carlos has been working on your samples all day. He might have some information for you.” The scientist smiled at him. “Come on back with me. Just don’t touch anything – Carlos has the samples exposed at the moment.”

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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

Skip
tilted his head a bit, “Uh, yeah.. Like a long time ago, but he’s a
chef now.. Has been.” Shaking it off he shrugged and let himself smile
again, “But yeah.. Three o’clock, date time!” He cheered with finger
guns, chuckling.

Carlos smiled at him. “Nice. I hope you guys have fun.”

He finally produced the cotton swab and started to unwrap it. “Okay. So this will pick up loose cells in your cheek and I can have a look at it under the microscope. Maybe we’ll see something interesting there.”

So the acrobat plucked up the swab and dropped his jaw, swiping at the center of his cheek quickly and pulling it away, glancing at it awkwardly. “So that’s it?”

Carlos nodded. “Yeah, for now. I’ll call you when I make headway.” He looked at Skip. “We never exchanged phone numbers, did we? I think we should.” For business.

The dancer nodded at that, giving out his number onto a slip of pale paper, not seeming to mind just handing out his personal information even to a scientist, “You can just text me, I think I’ll know it’s you..” He went to get up before asking, “I-I didn’t waste your time did I? I’m sorry..”

Carlos smiled as he took the paper. He shook his head. “No, you didn’t. You didn’t know you didn’t have any blood, did you? We just both learned something today. Hopefully we can learn more. This honestly was part of why I set up these trials – to study individuals in Night Vale in addition to helping them where I can.”

“And that’s pretty darn nice of you,” offered Skip, minutes before departing to leave to his lunch date which he was expecting to go better than it did.

–

Skip had planned on quickly having this man swoon for him and bend to his will, seeing as most men like Earl would have. Though once more, Skip grossly miscalculated and was greeted with a tired looking man who had too much on his plate and who couldn’t stop talking about his son. Maybe it was simply Skip’s growing fear of being dead before having children, or having children in general, but it made the acrobat endure the challenges and extreme obstacles of parenthood. It also turned out that Earl was not looking for a temporary relationship.

Things were not going as planned.

Carlos was learning a lot just from the one sample from Skip. And with every thing he learned, he got even more questions. To him however, this was the opposite of a problem. More questions meant more science needed to be done, and he was certainly a fan of more science.

He was so excited for this – he couldn’t wait to talk to Skip again and tell him some of his findings.

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

Skip
tilted his head a bit, “Uh, yeah.. Like a long time ago, but he’s a
chef now.. Has been.” Shaking it off he shrugged and let himself smile
again, “But yeah.. Three o’clock, date time!” He cheered with finger
guns, chuckling.

Carlos smiled at him. “Nice. I hope you guys have fun.”

He finally produced the cotton swab and started to unwrap it. “Okay. So this will pick up loose cells in your cheek and I can have a look at it under the microscope. Maybe we’ll see something interesting there.”

So the acrobat plucked up the swab and dropped his jaw, swiping at the center of his cheek quickly and pulling it away, glancing at it awkwardly. “So that’s it?”

Carlos nodded. “Yeah, for now. I’ll call you when I make headway.” He looked at Skip. “We never exchanged phone numbers, did we? I think we should.” For business.

The dancer nodded at that, giving out his number onto a slip of pale paper, not seeming to mind just handing out his personal information even to a scientist, “You can just text me, I think I’ll know it’s you..” He went to get up before asking, “I-I didn’t waste your time did I? I’m sorry..”

Carlos smiled as he took the paper. He shook his head. “No, you didn’t. You didn’t know you didn’t have any blood, did you? We just both learned something today. Hopefully we can learn more. This honestly was part of why I set up these trials – to study individuals in Night Vale in addition to helping them where I can.”

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

Skip
tilted his head a bit, “Uh, yeah.. Like a long time ago, but he’s a
chef now.. Has been.” Shaking it off he shrugged and let himself smile
again, “But yeah.. Three o’clock, date time!” He cheered with finger
guns, chuckling.

Carlos smiled at him. “Nice. I hope you guys have fun.”

He finally produced the cotton swab and started to unwrap it. “Okay. So this will pick up loose cells in your cheek and I can have a look at it under the microscope. Maybe we’ll see something interesting there.”

So the acrobat plucked up the swab and dropped his jaw, swiping at the center of his cheek quickly and pulling it away, glancing at it awkwardly. “So that’s it?”

Carlos nodded. “Yeah, for now. I’ll call you when I make headway.” He looked at Skip. “We never exchanged phone numbers, did we? I think we should.” For business.

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.

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

Skip
tilted his head a bit, “Uh, yeah.. Like a long time ago, but he’s a
chef now.. Has been.” Shaking it off he shrugged and let himself smile
again, “But yeah.. Three o’clock, date time!” He cheered with finger
guns, chuckling.

Carlos smiled at him. “Nice. I hope you guys have fun.”

He finally produced the cotton swab and started to unwrap it. “Okay. So this will pick up loose cells in your cheek and I can have a look at it under the microscope. Maybe we’ll see something interesting there.”