Maika gripped the other's arm as he drug him through the streets while Griffon was fighting him off trying to get free of the iron tight grip. "Come on, I said I was sorry!" But Maika was hearing none of it as he pulled him along street after street until they were in front of the house Griffon called home. "Come along. I'm sure your master is dying to hear what you've been up to. Call him," he said as he walked inside with Griffon. He hung his head and shook it slowly. He didn't want to call his master because he knew he'd be in so much trouble and he didn't want that at all. "Please, Maika, I'm sorry." He narrowed his eyes, "call your master!" And to that Griffon nodded, "yes sir," he said softly before raising his voice, "Master? Master, you have a visitor." ( thxfourknights)

He'd been drug, literally forced, to go to this circus like it was some big thing. He grumbled the whole way there. He hated the circus. Hated it. But when they'd gotten to the circus he realized it wasn't a normal circus. For starters there was a freak tent, which really pissed him off as he was a demon. But he went through and stopped short at the cage holding a young looking boy. There he stood and stayed curiously looking at the young boy. "How are you a freak?" he asked softly mostly to himself because he didn't see how such a decently looking kid was qualified to be part of a 'freak show'.