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Pomni is choking as she's tossed into the void, rubbing at her throat while the screams of the others cut off and she's left with silence. An eerie, all too quiet silence. The room feels suffocating as her wide eyes scan for anything familiar, but she's left with a heavy gray as she stands and looks for any sign of life.

"Oh Pomni, Pomni, Pomni. I really had hoped better of you." Caine's voice chides, sending shivers down her spine as he sucks in a breath. It's not the usual peppy, charming tone he's always had. It's dark. Cold and bothered. Dare she say mocking.

"I bring you to a world that can fulfill your wildest dreams, and you're still spoiled and kicking your feet. Honestly, I can take it from the others! It makes sense! They've never been number one star material! "

Pomni feels like sobbing. There’s a hand to her chin, holding her still as her shaking eyes meet the cold, colorless gaze of Caine as he conjures two chairs, forcing her to sit with a rough shove. She stares in silence, her voice begging her to scream and tell Caine he’s a monster, that none of this would be nearly as bad if he just listened, just gave them time to mourn, anything! But all she can muster is a pitiful noise of fear that pulls from the back of her throat. 

“You…You can’t-” “Can’t what, Pomni? Looks to me like you’re the one who can’t.” There’s a loud snap of fingers. Pomni feels her spine tighten as ropes come to hold her wrists to the arms of the chair, snug and harsh as it bites into her skin. “Can’t move.” Caine starts, beginning to hover around her as the chair slowly spins within his line of sight. “Can’t fight. Can’t walk, or talk, or stand, or dare I say, even escape?” 

There’s a sharp laugh at the last notion, his cane being held tightly in an angry grip as he stares her down, using the end of it to tilt her head upwards. “You think I didn’t notice? The cute way you’d desperately look and look and look! Like you could ever leave! AHAHA! The way you’d gain such hope! The way your beautiful eyes would light up!” There’s a rough spin once again. Pomni has to hold her breath so she doesn’t faint, feeling how the chair fell over, now on her back, watching as Caine taps his chin. “Tell me, did you really want to leave me that bad? I can give you whatever you want! All I want is for you to enjoy some adventures! Why is it that you fight me every step of the way?” He leans in far too close for her liking. Staring her down like prey. Like he can take away everything she has and rebuild her as he likes. Like she’s a pathetic ant fighting against a giant. 

She feels her teeth grit. This is bullshit! Utter selfish, psycho, self aggrandising bullshit! She doesn’t care if she lives or die, she won’t stand for this bullshit! “You’re insane! Fucking insane! You don’t listen! You hurt us all of the time! Why thefuck would I want to stay if I’m always in pain?!” 

She expects an explosion. An eruption of anger like before. She’ll handle it. She’s fine if it’s her. Nothing else matters anyway. She’ll die fighting tooth and nail if this is truly all she’ll be given. 

But the seconds tick by. Caine hums and thinks to himself, floating around her as if to mock the fact she can’t move, and can only sit and watch. Awaiting a well deserved punishment in his eyes. 

Punishment….That’s just it! Maybe he should show his gentle side so the viewers don’t think he’s a monster! How can he be seen as an all loving God if his sweet circus members feel nothing but fear? Including his rising star! Pomni’s been nothing but fantastic for him and his viewers! Precious, feisty, always caring- He couldn’t help but get rid of that gator fella. Why should that creature have Pomni's sweet, delicate heart? If anyone's deserving of it, it’s her all handsome, all charming leader! The one who has the power to make a million of those gummy fellas! What can he possibly do to make her see she’s better off obeying and just giving in? 

Zoobles voice echoes in his mind. Something about…The ability to have… Color comes back to his eyes as he meets Pomni’s concerned, confused gaze. Something akin to the horizontal tango is shown to build bonds, and is nothing but pleasure on all ends. Perhaps he should try that! Now that he really thinks about it, what better intimate way to show Pomni he’s the best? 

He could break apart every piece of her being, not with pain but…Endless, mind altering pleasure. 

There’s a sharp yelp of surprise as Pomni finds herself landing on a spongy floor- wait no, mattress? What the hell is she laying on? Why is it so big? What’s Caine up too? She can’t get her thoughts out fast enough as Caine claps and eagerly floats above her once more, holding her face with both hands. “Wonderful news, my cute little sundrop! I’ve mulled over your worries, and I think these next few exercises will build our trust and strengthen us as a team!” He laughs, comically at first before he shakes his head, turning it into a deep, disturbing chuckle. 

“Who am I kidding? I'm God.” He wipes his eyes of a tear, shoving Pomni until she landed on her back, hissing between her teeth. “If I want you moaning, writhing, unable to escape, begging for more, or for mercy…Who’s going to stop me?”