Why My Ship Is Always Rare?

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• The Freak Circus

- the heat🔞 pierrot, harlequin, jester, ticket taker

- how they like sex

- the cat circus 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

- reader who was loved by spirits.

It’s been so long since the last time you take leave from work.

You never unnecessarily be absent from the company, the reason was neither because you’re so devoted in what you do nor being a workaholic person.

You just don’t have fun exciting life outside the office, making excuses just to rot in bed doesn’t sound good to you. So only a few day off for your mental wellness aside from holidays and vacation were took after all these years.

That’s why when you inform your boss you will take a few day off, she asked if something serious happened.

“I just to go visit my mother in another town.”

Telling that to your boss was not hard. But explaining to your cat friends that you will be out of town for a few days? Not so much.

“Mrrrrrrr—meowww”

“Aw, Cosmo. It’s only just 3 days— hey hey! Felix! Don’t tear my backpack!”

You have to deal with your big white cat that curled in your arm dramatically and cries as if you will be gone forever, while keeps an eye on the little gremlin that used his paws to unpack your luggage for the third times already.

“Oh please don’t making that face— no! Give me back my sock!”

“My sweet cotton…you have to understand.”

“Wait wait wait! My favorite shirt!”

“I’m gonna come back as quickly as I could—”

“Can you quit hiding my stuff! I need that!”

“Meowww! Meowwww”

“Nom nom nom nom nom—”

“YOU TWO STOP IT!!!”

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“I see. That’s explained why you looked like you just got back from war, dear neighbor.”

Bil stared at you, who standing on the other side of the fence, looking rather disheveled. You had dark circles under your eyes, your clothes had two colors cat fur stubbornly clinging (just like its owner), your hair was slightly messy, and your eyes still held a sleepy look from lack of sleep.

Those two really are childish as ever.

He chuckled, not even trying to hide the humor in it at all. That made you blush slightly for the fact that you just show your messy look to your new neighbor— someone who straight up walking out of a magazine cover.

“Ahem, If you saw them coming to my house, please feed them for me…but maybe they might not show up—”

“Oh. I’ll definitely meet them. I’ll make sure to spend time with them.” Bil said, the smile on his face widened suspiciously.

“Well…that’s…a relief. Sorry again for trouble you with them…I just want to make sure they don’t get lonely.”

You bowed your head a little. Can’t help but feeling you put a burden on your neighbor.

Those duo are cute. However…they could be a tiny pain in the butt sometimes. Especially a certain black cat that ripped one of your work shirt last night, you really don’t know how that little devil’s mind functions.

Maybe he knows you won’t kick him out of your house even if he did that. Furry bastard.

After entrusting the care of your (probably not gonna adopt) cats to your neighbor, you boarded a bus and set off for your destination.

It takes 2 hours bus ride and 15 minutes walk to get there…and there it is, a very pale pink house that painting has faded with time. The childhood home where you lived until you went to study in another town.

You don't knock or announce your arrival; just simply pull a small key from your pocket, unlock the door, and brazenly enter the house. The creak sound of old wooden door was enough let her know anyway.

The luggage was left on the living room floor then you opened the purple door in the kitchen that leads to the backyard.

Or should you say a greenhouse.

“♪~”

A woman in a bright yellow dress, wearing a headband and gloves, was humming happily while focusing on her activity. Calmly trimming her bonsai tree on the table unbothered by the outside world.

“It seems there are more plants here than the last time I came, Mom.”

You said before sitting comfortably on the wooden armchair and eat one of the cookies on the plate. It’s still warm, she’s calculated the time you will arrive perfectly as always.

“What can I say? Plants are better than people.” Your mother giggled. Put the shear down and sit on the chair next to you.

“So…any update on your life? Like a new friend or something?”

“I did. One white cat and one black cat.” You said proudly.

“Cats? Just two? Well, if that’s how they show themselves to you…” she raised her eyebrows then muttered something you don’t quite catch.

“What?”

“Two cats. That’s great. But don’t you have new neighbors too? Do you have something to tell me about them?”

“How did you know— sigh. I shouldn’t ask huh?”

“Go on, it’s not like ‘they’ could tell me every detail about my child’s life anyway.”

And by they your mother mentioned, she means her spiritual friends you can’t see.

“His name was Bil…he was given me a creepy vibe but I guess he was a nice neighbor at least. He has 4 other people living with him, which I never met. That’s all.”

“That’s all? You still bad at making friends I see.”

“Yeah. Sorry for being introvert who put my social skills in the trash since high school.”

“As I remember correctly, you don’t have many friends since you were a kid. You’re so different from other kids in your class. Only playing with them…”

your mother closed her eyes and thinks about old times. You and your two best friends playing in the forest, at first she thought they might target you and tried to lure you. It’s a good thing they didn’t.

It’s more like you’re the one unintentionally luring them.

The little tea party go on, you and your mother exchanged conversations about mundane stuff. Until out of blue you remember a name that pops up in your head.

“Mom…do I ever have a classmate named Frank?”

“Frank? I’m not quite sure…hmm let me check the photo albums then.”

The two of you digging through old stuff in the storage— it’s used to be your room but a lot has changed since you moved out. There are albums of photos more than you remember, maybe because you never bothered to look at them. Each picture brought you back to the moment that being captured. It’s nostalgic. And you can’t help but feel a little sad.

You flipped to the next page, there’s a photo of you standing in fort of the local public library and a big pile of books on trolley cart beside. Strange…you can’t recall like reading that much book.

“Frank…Frank, wait. Do you mean that Frank?”

“And what it is you mean by that?”

“Your classmate in elementary school, the boy who’s got murdered by his father. Aren’t you remember?”

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Note: introducing new characters, reader’s mom! She’s a single mom who’s raised you by herself since your father passed away. Not tragedy but I won’t focus on it.

This chapter takes a little long in making because I’m run out of motivation. I think this chapter was a bit boring but I’ll try make the next chapter more interesting.

The playground at night is completely different from usual. There's no laughter of simple joy from the children or the sparkle of liveliness; only creepy silence and the flickering moonlight.

It was the same route you use every day to get back home after your extra class. Since your parent are too busy with their life to pick you up, you walk down the same path every night.

This quiet playground always creeps you out a little, causing you to rushes walk past it every time. But today something unusual happens.

You saw a girl, sitting alone on a swing. Doing nothing but staring at the night sky.

Strage…what a kid doing here after the sun already down?

You approached her slowly, but before you could greet her, the girl whirled around towards you. (You thought you heard something cracked.)

“What do you want human?”

Human?

Her voice was low, almost sound like a hiss.

She had long, flowing purple hair, sharp, piercing eyes that sparkled like fireworks in the night sky, and skin as pale as porcelain.

But there’s a huge bruise on her cheek, her clothes was more like a rag than a proper wearing. Her hand gripping on the swing chain tightly, very suspicious of your intentions.

“Why are you sitting here alone in the dark? Shouldn’t you be home for dinner?”

You ask what you’re wondering about the most. Head tilted a little, completely ignored the little horn on the girl’s head.

Those were probably a head band! Like that alien antenna one you have at home.

“It’s non of your business, leave me alone!”

“What are those bruises on your cheek? Is someone bully you?” You, ignoring the unwelcome word from the girl and sit on the swing beside her. Pointing on the girl cheek.

“Hmp! This is normal…I only let them did it because I still need a roof over my head and my family…”

The last part of the sentence was so quiet you almost didn’t hear it. A roof over head? Is that some sort of idiom thing your teacher talked about? You don’t know what’s that means. So you’re just gonna ignore that.

The girl cups her swollen cheek with her hand (why is her finger nail look so sharp?) that look really painful although she acts as if doesn’t.

That reminded you that you have something that could help with that.

You searching for something then says ‘Aha!’ and held it out of your backpack. A box of cat paw pattern bandaid.

“I don’t know how to first aid but you can take this!”

“That thing was too small to even cover my—sigh. If I take it will you leave me alone?” The girl sighed heavily when seeing you insist on giving him a bandaid.

At least this might come in handy later.

“Maybe?”

He sighed again and held out his hand, allowing you to place the box of plasters on it, and then put it in his pants pocket.

“…”

“Shouldn’t you be home by now, human?”

This time the purple hair kid opens her mouth first. It was surprising even for himself. Why did he start a conversation with this annoying human now? This is weird…

“Well, I suppose that’s what it should have been for other kid…But even if I arrived home late…my parent won’t even notice.”

You feels a little bitter thinking about this fact before realizing something. “Hey! you still didn’t answer my question! Why all you here all alone anyway?”

“Do I have to tell you?” He spoke with a sigh of weariness.

“Yup!”

“…star.” The purple hair kid muttered.

“What?”

“Stargazing. There’s this one interesting I read in a book, but I couldn’t see it at…my house.”

“You came here to look at the sky? What a coincidence!”

“What do you mean coincidence?” The purple hair kid looking at you with confusion.

“I’m also like urrr stargasing here too! I mean this place was kinda scary at night…but if you have a flashlight it’s another story!”

“It’s stargazing not stargasing. You’re saying it wrong.” The kid corrected your word.

“Yeah that! Star…um…whatever that is. This is a nice place for looking at star!”

“Hmm. Didn’t you just say you afraid of this place when it’s dark? Your word confusing me, don’t your parent teach you how to speak properly?” The purple hair kid cross arm and scoffed.

“Well…how do I put it? I mean yes, I’m scared of dark place. But if you want to look at the sky I think dark place like this is the best.”

“How so?” The purple hair kid raised his eyebrow expecting you to explain it in scientific way like one of his friend like telling. But in your poor way of speaking of course.

“Because there’s lots of beautiful things in the dark.”

“…”

“Look, I’m both scares and fond of the dark. Same reason I like stay up late, the night time when everyone is asleep the world got so…quiet. I can see the light better, I can hear my thoughts better…feels like I belong to this world for once.”

“…”

“The star too, my science teacher said they’re always up there— but because the sun shines too bright. We can’t see them in day time.”

“But when it’s getting dark at night, the star finally can shine. The more darker the sky the more clear you could see them clearly.”

“…but night time is for monster. They’re living in the dark, aren’t you afraid of them?”

“Then I bet because they were beautiful! that’s why they hide themselves in the dark. Like all those stars!”

“…”

“You…won’t be saying that if you ever met one…Monsters are big and hideous, they eat human meat to calm their hunger. They have sharp claw and teeth for tearing their prey, eyes that glow in the dark and horn as a symbol of demons.…”

“Every human hate monsters.” He hissed.

“Are monsters really that bad?”

“What?” The purple hair kid stunned.

“There are plenty of animal that are big and eat human, like bear or tiger! And horn? Those are just bone that peeking out of skull right? like goat! Goat aren’t evil, they just like bumping people with their horns. Judging someone because they are different than us is bad, you know?”

“You don’t understand…it’s not the same—”

“Do you know some human eat human meat?”

“…!”

“Apparently they’re called cannibalism. Those are much more terrifying than monsters in my opinion. Because they are also a human. Feast on human flesh by their own choice.”

“Not because of survival reasons, not because of forced— but by their own will.”

“Got eaten by monsters or other animals…that’s what they do to survive. But got eaten by your own kind just because they want to? You wouldn’t believe how scared I was the time I learned about it.”

“How was that even possible…?” The purple hair kid seems confused, there’s a hint of discomfort on his expression.

“My classmate Frank was missing school more than a week without explanation. Teacher tried to reach out to his family, so they coming to his house hoping for to talk with his parent but when they arrived…they smelling something rotten.”

“…”

“They knock on the door but nobody answered. The car was still in the garage…in fact, the front door wasn’t even locked.”

“So the teacher opens it…and guess what they found? Corpses.”

“After some investigation, the truth was revealed that Frank’s father was…going crazy after Frank’s mother died not so long ago. The father cut the mother into pieces and cook the meat. He’s forced Frank to eat it and when he’s refuses…his father shot him with a gun.”

“…”

“Then the father eat that meat and hang himself. Before that he’s wrote a letter to confess his crime, but there’s not any part of it that said he’s regretting what he does.”

“Monsters kill because of hunger. But some human kill just for funny reasons.”

“So yeah… if I have to choose between a monster and a human. I will definitely choose a monsters.”

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GASP!!!

You pants, woke up soaking in cold sweat. Body shaking by the horror of what you just telling that kid. What is it? Frank? You have a classmate name Frank when you were a kid?

Wait…a kid? Purple…hair?

It was a dream…? Why did it feel so real? You…you didn’t remember any of that happened when you were a kid.

It was probably just a weird dream…right?

You try not to think about it much and go back to sleep. You need to get up early tomorrow so you can’t waste more bed time.

Luckily, your tired body was tired so it was easy to go back to sleep.

The moonlight streamed through your bedroom window, forming a shape that resembled a human shadow. No…it was different. It has horns and glowing purple eyes. Something inhuman that thrives in the dark.

The mysterious shadow moved closer to you as you slept again in bed. It spread its hands, revealing sharp claws. The shadow towering your figure before recoiling as you moved and groaned.

Clouds gradually obscured the moon plunging its light away, and in the darkness that remained you, in your semi-conscious state, heard a strangely familiar voice saying something to you before completely gone unconscious.

Good night my friend…

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Note: oops, dropped some mystery. Who could that be~ *giggle* I swear this fic doesn’t have heavy plot, only some teeny tiny sad stuff in the past…but story will end happily I promise! Also, some of you might have already noticed that the story doesn’t follow the canon at all. So yes, this fic considers as AU fic.

And about the cast’s past will be slowly revealing later…not gonna focus on the heavy part much of course. Enjoy guessing what happened for now!

Oh and for the reader of the Heat series, Ticket Taker’s chapter was already finished. You could check it out in my master list, TFC master list was at the bottom of my pin post.

You have been disturbed by two cat about 2 weeks and a half now. Rather than have to stop a cat fight almost every evening, your life was still the same.

Wake up, go to work, eat, playing with your furry friends then sleep— this routine repeats.

Nothing was new, not that you have seeking for it either, because you are pretty much comfortable with your current life style (except your job). However, changing is something that will happen in your life once a while. It’s a natural thing.

Today someone move in next to you. Or in other words: new neighbor.

The street you’re living in was one of the oldest neighborhood in this town. Most of the building was quite old, a lot of young people were moving out to big city instead of this small ordinary town. Causes many houses were left empty. Like this one next to you.

This house was much bigger than yours and was left empty even before you moved in to this street. The ‘for sells’ sign was hanging on the front yard as long as you could remember, now was gone.

Seems like they renovated it too, those gray bricks and deep blue roofs look really nice.

Although you wonder how could they finish it in just one night without making any loud noise?

Some people may be excited about new neighbors and openly approach them. But you're not that kind of person.

You're a low-energy corporate employee who's too tired from your job to strike up a friendly conversation with your new neighbor. Talking with people is too tiresome after a long day of dealing with paperwork. Unless they’re a cat, that would be a different situation.

But that’s not gonna happen.

However, you didn’t expect them to be the one starting the conversation either.

“Good evening, my new neighbor.”

“Gah!”

You shriek at the sudden voice coming from nowhere, keys falling off your hand. Feeling like your soul about to slipped out the land of the living. Then you saw a man standing on the other side of your fence behind the rose bush. His presence was almost unnoticeable at first like if he was a ghost.

You didn’t remember there’s a rose bushes on other of the fence…are those being planted newly last night too?

“Ah, sorry for…unintentionally spooked you. New neighbor. My name is Bil. As you can see…I had moves to your next door.”

A man in a formal blue suit spoke, hand folded behind his back, good looking, neat haircut and a nice business smile on his face. He looked like one of those CEO in the novel who always plan some sort of dark scheme behind the curtain and have shady background.

“No it’s fine. My name is ____, nice to meet you Mister Bil.”

Slowed down your breathing and put your guard down. Feels a little embarrassed of the sound you make a seconds ago. You walking closer to the fence to your new neighbor, you mean— it would be rude if you standing too far from people who want to talk to you right? Especially when they’re making the first move by starting a conversation with you who look like zombie after arriving to your house.

“Nice to meet you too ____. Please just called me Bil, you don’t need to be too formal.”

“Alright, if you say so. I think I’ll go back to my house now, sorry for not be able to chatting with you Bil. I’m really tired today.”

“That’s fine. I apologized for disturbing your time ____.”

“Pfft. It’s nothing! Anyway, welcome to the neighborhood.”

You cut the conversation and go straight to unlock your door, interacting with others was not your alley from the start. Having to talks to new people after tiring day making its worse.

Plus. You find him inexplicably creepy.

“…”

After you disappear behind the door, two more people joined the blue suit man. Bil looked at the house on the other side with eyebrows slightly raised, not because of surprise but with curiosity.

“I guess they are the reason Pierrot insists on choosing this neighborhood.”

“Hah! I told you that clown falling in love with a human. Even pretending to be a house cat.” The green shirt man with curly black hair grinned.

“Huhum…but aren’t there’s a glimpse of your scent on them too, Harlequin?”

The tall man in red hoodie wearing a blue glasses speaks, half of his face was covered by a black mask.

“I just leave it to pissed off Pierrot.”

The green shirt man shrugged his shoulders, wide grin on his face. He could even imagine a face that white cat will be making when he’s smelled his scent on that human. Funny reactions.

“Is that so?”

Still weird for Harlequin to leave that much scents on that human. Hmm interesting.

The mask man thinks to himself.

“As long as they are not a nosy person, it will be fine. However, we must beware of others as well.” The man in the blue suit walk away from the fence to go back inside his new house.

No, ‘their’ new house.

“We should kept our heads low until those government agents step out of this town.”

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You had learned a few days later that Bil lives with other 4 members.

Not that he told you or anything, but you overheard it from other neighbor at the grocery store. Someone who saw them while they hopped on the car heading somewhere— from what you eavesdropped; all of them are seeming intimidating.

You never met the any one of them aside from Bil, probably because you usually arrive home late and don’t come out of your house often.

Whatever, it’s not like you want to get to know them. What matters is your boy Cosmo coming to your house everyday now. You doubt if he lives nearby but you didn’t paid much attention to that.

“Meow! Meow~ mrmrrrr!” The white cat calling you from the gate as soon as he senses you.

Cosmo rubbing his head on your leg as you unlocking your door. You swear he’s got more extra and clingy every time you meet.

“Aw you miss me Cosmo?”

“Purrr!” Cosmo purrs as an answer.

“Meow~” another cat slip its liquids body through your door. Yup, it’s Felix.

“Oh no, I won’t let you chewing on my paper today. Stay away from my bag now. Bad boy!”

“Mrrrrrrrrr.” Felix dragging his voice in regretting tone for getting caught.

He slowly back away from your bag but you both know he will try sneak to chew your paper again. You little bastard.

“I was wondering if you guys live around here. You two came every day, don’t you have some cat business to care of?”

“Mawww~”

“I’ll take that as a no then.” You laugh at how talkative these cat are. It’s like you really having a conversation with them, only a language barrier apart. Is there an invention that could translate cat language?

“Do you know that I have new neighbor now? I already talk to one of them, his name is Bil. He’s freaked me out a bit but he’s a good guy I think?”

You felt Cosmo flinch in your arms out of a sudden. “What’s wrong? Did I touch you too harsh?”

“Meoww” Cosmo then flipped his face belly up to you and nuzzling your hand. You guessed he’s just malfunctioning(?) a bit.

What are they called? Brain cells aren’t responding?

Pierrot has no idea why Ticket Taker talked to you. He could only hope it’s nothing more than a normal conversation.

He hopes ‘they’ didn’t target you.