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A warm day scanned the carnival, it was nice since most of the time the sun almost never came out to shine, it was always cloudy or dark.
“Hey ringooo, light me up”
A raspy voice asked, milenko was sitting outside the ringmasters tent with one of those portable fans you’d get at dollar store. His pet crow landed on his shoulder, her name was pearls mainly because he found her at a pearl shop when visiting earth somewhere in 1922.
“Every time I give you a lighter, shit goes missing. Last time I’m giving you this and I better get it back”
He grumbled tossing a silver lighter with a unique sea pattern at milenko before going back to searching a box that was near the entrance of the tent.
“Watcha looking for anyways? Your watch or some shit?”
Milenko asked, as he took a fat cigarette in his mouth and lit it, black smoke than puffing out his nose while the ringmaster didn’t respond as he continued searching,
“Hey you alright man?”
The joker asked, turning his upper body to face the ringmaster.
“You been quiet these past months dawg, what’s on your mind?”
The ringmaster closed the box, it was black leather with golden bolts adding to the neat design.
“Fine, just worried about what’s happening at Fonz Pond”
He than took out a cigarette, using one of his candles nearby to light it.
“Fonz Pond? You worried about that? Man I don’t see what the big deal is about that swamp, it’s like Florida over that shit hole”
Milenko than pet the crows head, baby talking the bird as he said:
“Isn’t that right pearl baby? Candle daddy’s just overreacting?”
“Might ask that boogie wu to check it out, he can fly easily right?”
Ringmaster asked after letting out a long sigh and would breathe in the cigarette again.
“I dunno, that pube look alike barely comes around the carnival since he’s too busy terrorizing those fucking humans”
He huffed seemingly irritated by the mention of boogie woogie wu.
“Either way I doubt he’ll do whatever you ask him unless you suck him off”
The ringmaster stayed silent as he kept puffing his cigarette.
“Your probably right, but my knees will hurt after”
“What the fuck, homie I was just joking don’t actually suck him off he probably has STDs or some shit”
Milenko said immediately throwing his arms up, causing the crow to flutter away towards the trees.
“Yes I got your joke, I tried playing along with it,”
He chuckled while milenko kept a confused frown, the ringmaster went and budded his cigarette out in an overused ashtray.
“I need to go to the carnival gates in case any soul appeared, we gotta open soon so you should go back to your little tent”
He flipped his hand dismissively towards milenko as he began to leave his tent.
“Yea alright, cya after”
Milenko sighed, rubbing his face a bit before stretching and heading west towards his own tent, it was a deep purple with some red stars with the entrance sign which is also poorly written saying “see your deepest desires”.
He got in his tent before sitting down at the small oval shaped table and waited with the blue huey orb softly glowing.
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