Frank's Point of View.

The Lion Tamer gave me a hug and I had no other choice than to hug her back.
"This circus looks really amazing. So what does everyone else do around here?" I asked. They all looked like they were ACTUALLY from a circus, and I just wore a grey sweater. There was nothing really special about me. I lied about having any REAL talent like the rest of them.
"Like I've said before... I'M THE Lion Tamer, they call me 'Maori The Lovely', and I perform solo acts with MY lion 'Fury', and I'm the main act." She did a little spin, but she got confused looks from Daffodilia and the other guy.
"I'm Gerard, I'm a trapeze artist. I have a brother, he's the one up above us." I shook his hand and looked up. Yup, up on the swinging rope was another guy. He was swinging from the rope and flipping on it.
"Hi I'm Mikey!!" he shouted. His spinning stopped and he swung higher and higher.
They must be the Way Brothers from the posters! And even THEIR outfits look cool.
"Anyways, is that all you do is swallow swords?" said Maori.
"Basically." I didn't think I had any other talents than swallowing a bunch of random stuff.
"Well alright-alright. Since we practiced for the show tonight, we'll figure out where to squeeze you in. Let's see, first up, Ring Master Jared does his thing & then he calls out...Daffodilia, then The Cage bikers, then Bert, and The Way Brothers, after comes ME! The Great & Maginificant Ray Toro and his crew of Body Benders. I like to perform with some rock music." Ray did a hand stand and managed to keep it there. His body at a perfect 9O degrees. His outfit was a weird-but-cool body suit.
"Oh Ray." said Maori.
"Maori pulled out her big whip and started spinning it around and making a bunch of loud whipping noises.
"I'm 'Maori The Lovely' and my pet lion named 'Fury'; We're the MAIN act. Jumping through hoops, flipping around and dancing, oh Frank, and it's absolutely magnificant. You truely MUST see it tomorrow night!" She had on a tightly fitting blue corset and tights she was trying to pull off as pants which looked kind of stupid.
"We could fit you in after Maori and BEFORE the horses come out okay?" said Ray.
Jared came over to us, along with some of the other circus people and they looked happy.
"Alright people, everythings set up and ready to go... and SINCE there's a new guy here, you should show him the ropes, and after, maybe umm.. Daffy could help with his wardrobe." Jared patted me on the back.
"Hey Frank, Daffy here will show you around, she's been around the longest and she's also the one who knows this circus and carnival like the back of her hand.
"In the mean time, the rides will start running soon. PLACES everyone." Jared walked off and everyone scattered. Just me and Daffodilia were left alone together. She walked and I followed her backstage. Where there was a bunch of costumes and stuff that was needed for the circ.
"YOU seem like you need some glitter and something black, red, pink, green and purple." She handed me a black leather jacket, a red shirt, a purple bag of sparkles, a pair of green boots and a few tees. My hands were getting full.
"Take them back to the train and I'll help you try them on. But DON'T put anything off, I'm off to get you some circus make up and other stuff, I'll be right there Frank." I struggled on the way there, and nobody bothered to help me; Not even Ray! He flipped past me and didn't say a word.
I got back and dropped everything, but my phone started ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey Frankie, it's me.Mom." She sounded scared.
"Mama? Hi. Is everything okay?" I turned towards the wall so no one could hear me.
"Yes. I'm safe Frankie, don't worry about me. How are you? Where did the train take you?"
"It took me to Georgia, I'm with the circus, they should keep me safe. I promise." I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
"That's amazing Frank! I'm proud, so what did they make you do so far?" Her voice is making me miss her.
"I told them about my taent you know, swallowing stuff and they're letting me join them." I said proudly.
"Awesome. Well, I'll call again later alright? Don't get yourself into trouble Frankie-Wankie." She made a kissing sound.
"I love you too. Bye-Bye!" I made a loud kissing sound and I hung up the phone. I turned around and Daffodilia was standing there with a huge smile. I can tell she's trying to hold in her laugh.
"Okay? Well this is sufficiently awkward." She motioned me to take my shirt off and she pulled out a blood colored long sleeved tight shirt.
"Are you going to watch?" I said sarcastically. She raised her eyebrows and snapped her fingers in my face.
"Frank! It's okay, I'm in charge of wardrobe here & it's my job to make sure everything fits properly." She said. I took my sweater and shirt off and put the one she gave me on. She had a needle & some thread and she fitted it around my waist and neck.
"Let me see your wrist." I got a little worried. She would see my fresh cut and a bunch of other scars. "Well?" I held it out slowly and she lifted the sleeve. Her expression grew emotion-less and then she looked up at me with a worried look on your face. Before I could say anything, she gave me a bear-hug that was really comfortable. "It's okay for now, but we'll have to treat that later because it's really deep Frank." She got back on her knees and continued with what she was doing. I didn't have any other scars or wounds on my left wrist, and she got done with it pretty easily and didn't even ask about my wrists again, I think she understands.
"Now, we'll get a bit of black, putthison." She shoved a black pair of tights and a small set of spandex at me. She was grabbing something else from the pile of clothes while I put the tights on. She wasn't watching, thank god. I feel 'squished' if you catch my drift.
"Oh. Your legs are kinda shorter than I expected Frank. Hold still on this stol, okay?" I did as she told me to do and she did some things with the waist line and somehow managed to make it fit me.
"Wow, I did great! Now we need some green silky rope to make it all work." She grabbed some rope and turned it into 2 thick bracelets and sewed them onto my sleeves perfectly. She did the same with my ankles and neck. The green worked really well along my waist as a belt. I've never dressed like this, all colorful. Speaking of old clothes, she went to my small sack I had with me and pulled out my clothes. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Just fixing your outfits, god Frank, your black Misfits sweater has rips and tears everywhere, what the hell did you do to it?" She asked. I smiled at the memory. I was walking down the street, and these thugs pulled me into an alley and jumped me. That memory will never go away, and all that's left to do is smile about it, even though it hurt like hell. "I fell." She smirked and put it on her bed. "One last thing, that's... This Black cardigan I designed and shiny grey shorts I ALSO designed." She gave them to me gently and I put em' on with care. The cardigan fit me PERFECTLY and there was some dark red shiny glitter on the inner sleeves on the wrist parts, and green thread around the edges.
The shorts were awkwardly comfortable. They were shiny grey short shorts, and it had sparkley red spots on the bottom and on the pockets. It was alot like blood and I didn't even need a- "Here's a belt." It was black and JUST MY SIZE!! I put the boots on and I looked in the mirror. I looked (surpisingly) good. Daffodilia walked in front of me and started observing my face. She had to look down because I was shorter than her by a few inches. "I'm not doing your make up Frank, I'll have RICKY do it! I'll be back." She left and I looked around for a while.
There was the weird beds, they were bunk beds. Except they were hooked up to the traain and there was no poles, just chains holding the outsides of it up. And next to the beds were the door to the cabin next to ours, and then her dresser. There was a large pole that went across holding up clothes that were hanging up. And a couch that was really big, and it looked comfortable. There were posters and pictures filling HER bedside and some on top where I was sleeping.
"You must be Frank! Hey hey! I'm Ricky, but you can call me Show Pony, I'm here to do your make up. Let's start by adding some shadow shall we? Face me." I heard roller blades and Stilettos walking in the room. I turned to see Daffodilia & some guy in blue polka dot tights & a white tank top that said 'NOISE' on the front.
"Aren't you the Cutie? Now I think you'd need some black on top and dark red on the bottom and add a tad bit of glitter in your hair and green mascara, green french tips and green eyeliner on your inner eyelids, now hold still!" Daffodilia grabbed the makeup and handed some eyeshadow to Show Pony.
I couldn't see the mirror because Daffodilia covered it with a blanket. Sowy Pony put some eyeliner, (green first), black then red on bottom. He was fast at it too. It took a solid half an hour.
"Almost done with you, let's do your hair, Daffy grab the glitter."

Notes

I'm experiencing paranormal activity at my house? Anybody have that happen? I'd LOVE to know that I'm not the only one please. Comment or message me, it don't matter.