Joking Matter

The night in the little town of Forestville was as quiet as ever... If you count the bustling circus that has been alive all night. The circus is what you think: carnivals, games, shows, and the inhabitants. Even the infamous clowns towards kids and toddlers. Two particular young teenagers, no older than fifteen are walking around the carnivals; looking very bored. A boy with a blue vest over his white shirt with a logo that says "Puma". And he wears black pants with light blue shoes. He has light, brown hair paired with black eyes. He spoke in a condescending tone, "Ugh. This place is so boring. Why would people even come here?" The boy walked beside him with brownish-black shaggy hair wearing a beanie with a logo of a pine tree paired with green eyes. He wears a patterned green and blue shirt with dark green pants, and teal shoes with white stripes. He nodded in agreement, "Yeah. There's nothing fun around here. Let's just go." "Fun, you say?" The two boys jumped in surprise when they heard a soft, melodic voice behind them. The two turned around and saw a woman. She has gorgeous, ruby eyes with her almost unnatural blonde hair. She is wearing a one-piece scarlet outfit that matches her eyes with her arms and legs bare. She is also accompanied with long, black heels, white long gloves and a hairpin with a logo of the circus on her hair tie. Her face is also covered with dark brown eyeshadow and her lips are bright scarlet red. ...that almost matches the colour of blood. The two boys knew this woman is, of course, older than them but she looks like someone their age. If not in college or highschool. The boy with the vest coughed, "Uh, yeah. This circus is just so dumb. It's only made for those babies and toddlers and kids." "Yeah." The beanie boy spoke up as he crossed his arms. He continued, "Whoever made up these ideas of circuses shouldn't have been made in the first place." "Really?" The woman said in surprise as she partially covered her mouth with her gloved hand. "If the circus is no fun.." She moved her hand away from her mouth as she started walking to the young boys while swaying her hips seductively and tempting. She smirks as she sees the two boys flushed at the sight of her walking before she stood in front of them and placed both of her hands beneath their chins and leaned her face to their ears. "Why don't we have some real fun?" She purred/whisper to their ears. The two boys couldn't help but shiver in excitement of what she was offering. Subtle, but they get the hint of where this is going. The two eagerly nodded and the woman chuckled, "Well if you want to have fun... "why don't you boys follow me to do it in private?" She let go of their chins and walked away from them, letting them follow her while glancing at each other. She led them to the back of the tent where tech employees and performers are only allowed there, and strangely enough. The employees working there didn't try to interfere or their movements are a bit sluggish. And the performers? Well they're performing inside the tent of course! Entertaining the audience. She opens the curtain of the circus tent before gesturing them to come inside and they go inside. The night of the circus has finally come to an end as parents take their children home while the circus inhabitants pack up for their next stop to entertain more people. A man wearing a black top hat with a circus logo on it over his smooth black hair. He wears a red tailcoat with vertical black and gold trims along with a waistcoat. He has a traditional looking mustache paired with his unnatural red eyes. No doubt he's the ringmaster. He noticed the woman looking at the mirror as she tenderly held her cheeks. He casually approaches her as he swung his cane back and forth. "Lola, my dear! Your performance was wonderful!" The woman, known as Lola turned to him. She smiled sweetly, "Thank you." He smiled back at her before noticing the different shades of her lipstick and eyeshadow. Her eyeshadow looks lighter and her lipstick even darker. He shook his head slightly as he lightly scolds her, "Lola, my dear. You should stop having so much lipstick and eyeshadow. We're going to run out of space." She chuckles as she leans on the side of the mirror. "Don't worry. After all, they're easily replaceable." "And what if someone notices it?" He questioned her even further with a playful smirk. She chuckles more as she waves her hand at him. "How can they? "No one even noticed the colours." At the same night, a beanie with a pine tree and a blue vest float in the river with a trail of blood and severed fingers.