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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“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

He tapped his fingers along the table in thought, before he licked his lips and started speaking in a nervous manner. “W-Well that was when I went out with a bunch of friends for the party, and I got mixed up with this guy who bit me..” He chuckled, “You know, I didn’t think much of it because we were.. you know.. But the next morning I had such a pounding head ache and I felt like my teeth were being pulled,”

There was a soft sigh, as he rubbed his neck. “I had to go to the hospital because I had no pulse.. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t dead..”

Carlos nodded as he listened to the story. “Okay… did this happen in Red Mesa? Or somewhere else?” If it was in Red Mesa, then Carlos wondered if there were more vampires in the surrounding towns.

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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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“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

“You. Your imposter has my kid. I need you to get him back.”

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“He what!?”

“Don’t worry; I’m already planning on kicking that impostor’s ass after I rescue Max.” Dan reached into his pockets & took out his brass knuckles. “Do you know where they are right now?”

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“We could…wait, I think the brass knuckles I have are laced with iron.”

“As
for if he’s a Christian demon, I have no idea. I only found this out
recently & the only info I got was that he was a demon; nothing
specific was said about what type of demon he is.”

“I mean, I’ve dealt with demons before, but I thought I was done with this bullshit. Guess I was wrong…”

“In my experience, dealing with something like this just means that you gain experience, not that it’s done forever. But that’s okay – we know in theory what to do.”

“We’ll just throw whatever we have at him and hope for the best, as realistically that’s what we can do.”

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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“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

“You. Your imposter has my kid. I need you to get him back.”

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“He what!?”

“Don’t worry; I’m already planning on kicking that impostor’s ass after I rescue Max.” Dan reached into his pockets & took out his brass knuckles. “Do you know where they are right now?”

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“I
don’t think so. I mean, the first time he broke into my apartment he
actually cleaned the place up. Apparently, I have no idea how to keep my
home clean so he decided to tidy up while also looking through my
personal belongings. Either way it was weird as hell.”

“But
the weirdest thing…the weirdest thing that he did to me was dress up as
my cat Mr. Mumbles. I’m not even kidding; the guy put on a cat onesie
that looked eerily similar to my cat just to make it seem like I was on
drugs or something when I told Chris & Elise.”

“What… a fucking weirdo,” Carlos said. “I”m sorry, I just… that is messed up on so many levels, and every moment I’m learning something new about this freak. Somehow, I keep getting surprised. Though this also tells me he might be trying to manipulate Max too like he did you.”

“I honestly wouldn’t doubt that. But what I don’t understand is why he keeps annoying the hell out of me!”

“I mean, sure, he got arrested because the police thought he was me, but that was his fault for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“And now that I found out that he’s a literal demon, that just makes it like ten times worse. It’s a good thing I know how to make holy water, because at this point we’re definitely going to need lots of it.”

“A ‘literal demon’??”

“I should probably have brought my Demon Repelling/Dance Exercise (In More Ways Than One) instruments with me, then. Is he a Christian demon? We could try invoking the name of Christ to help ward him. Maybe some iron brass knuckles or even rings would be great.”

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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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?”

His expressions must have been an absolute mess, he was so confused that Carlos wasn’t waving a knife at him or threatening to burn him if he didn’t leave, his mouth grew dry and he shrugged. “The.. normal one?”

In truth, Skip hadn’t known any other vampires or how to be a good one, if that was even a thing. “I need blood to live.. Since I don’t have any.”

Carlos nodded. “Ah,” he said. “Okay… well, that explains it. It’s also better than another idea that I had – the serial killer ‘vampire’. That is… assuming you don’t kill anyone?” Carlos raised an eyebrow, looking at Skip.

“N-no.. What kind of question is that?” He asked nervously as he folded his hands on the table and kicked his feet beneath it, glancing up at Carlos with dark eyes. “I take what I need and they get money.. I used to do things other ways, but it got out of hand..”

“Have you ever heard of Albert Fish?” Carlos asked, but then he shook his head. “Never mind. Like I said, this kind of explains some things. The difference in your physiology compared to what would have been expected and all that. Though I am definitely interested in learning more about you too.”

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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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?”

His expressions must have been an absolute mess, he was so confused that Carlos wasn’t waving a knife at him or threatening to burn him if he didn’t leave, his mouth grew dry and he shrugged. “The.. normal one?”

In truth, Skip hadn’t known any other vampires or how to be a good one, if that was even a thing. “I need blood to live.. Since I don’t have any.”

Carlos nodded. “Ah,” he said. “Okay… well, that explains it. It’s also better than another idea that I had – the serial killer ‘vampire’. That is… assuming you don’t kill anyone?” Carlos raised an eyebrow, looking at Skip.

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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?”

“You. Your imposter has my kid. I need you to get him back.”

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“He what!?”

“Don’t worry; I’m already planning on kicking that impostor’s ass after I rescue Max.” Dan reached into his pockets & took out his brass knuckles. “Do you know where they are right now?”

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“I
don’t think so. I mean, the first time he broke into my apartment he
actually cleaned the place up. Apparently, I have no idea how to keep my
home clean so he decided to tidy up while also looking through my
personal belongings. Either way it was weird as hell.”

“But
the weirdest thing…the weirdest thing that he did to me was dress up as
my cat Mr. Mumbles. I’m not even kidding; the guy put on a cat onesie
that looked eerily similar to my cat just to make it seem like I was on
drugs or something when I told Chris & Elise.”

“What… a fucking weirdo,” Carlos said. “I”m sorry, I just… that is messed up on so many levels, and every moment I’m learning something new about this freak. Somehow, I keep getting surprised. Though this also tells me he might be trying to manipulate Max too like he did you.”

“You. Your imposter has my kid. I need you to get him back.”

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“He what!?”

“Don’t worry; I’m already planning on kicking that impostor’s ass after I rescue Max.” Dan reached into his pockets & took out his brass knuckles. “Do you know where they are right now?”

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“Knowing him, I honestly wouldn’t doubt it. We need to get Max away from that douchebag as soon as possible.”

“I
swear to God if he tries anything I’m going to set him on fire.” Dan
started to head towards his apartment, clenching his fists.

Carlos just followed him. Dan seemed like a slightly unsteady man, but Carlos felt alright since they were on the same side of this ordeal.

“What’s the plan when we get there? Do we just walk in, or are there any windows to peer through first?”

“We could look in the window, but then again, he might have closed the blinds.”

“Since it’s me he’s after, I could cause a distraction to lead him away from Max so you can get him out of there safely.”

“And I know the perfect way to get his attention…” Dan reached into his back pocket & pulled out a small box labelled ‘Devil Bangers’. He opened the box & took out one of the contents; a small wad of paper about the size of a dime. “Just need to throw a couple of these things at his feet ~~or his face~~ & that’ll get him pissed enough to start chasing after me. Once he’s out of my apartment, you sneak in & grab Max. Sound like a plan?”

“That’s if he’s in the apartment. But It certainly sounds like a plan.” Whether it was a good one, remained to be seen, but Carlos was willing. “Does… Dan* not like mess or something?”