Changeling Boyfriend Avo (special preview)
Added 2018-11-16 22:00:02 +0000 UTCThere are people in the center ring, sweeping and setting up the final touches. One is shockingly tall, she’s beautiful though. She’s dressed all in pink and is worrying over a small set up where there is a tiny car. The man talking to her is short and stocky with arms that look longer than they should be.
One the other side of the ring, there is a small group of people as they get microphones attached to their form fitting leotards. All of them have pure white hair in various styles. One has his in a long ponytail that nearly reaches his ass.
As you’re watching them, the one with the ponytail turns and your eyes lock. You flinch, feeling caught. He waves, a smile appearing on his stunning face. His features are sharp and distinct, he has a long, hooked nose, and his eyes are a striking pale green.
You wave back, smiling nervously at him.
He then turns his attention back to the rest of the group, but his eyes keep flicking over to you, a soft smile appears on his face every time he does.
Finally, the lights dim and everyone in the center ring vanishes through the curtains to the the back. The lights then go completely off and an organ starts to play. A spotlight shines on the organist. It’s a man dressed all in red. He has long, black hair tied into a thick braid. He has thick, broad shoulders, and he sways and moves to the music he’s playing.
The music goes from ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ and melts into ‘Walk This Way’ and then bleeds into ‘9 to 5’. It’s by far the strangest medley you had ever heard, but somehow, it was extremely fun.
The man at the organ key smashes and then stands up. He removes his top hat and flourishes it out. Streamers and glitter flow out of it, then somehow rise up in a Glenda the Good witch style bubble.
“Welcome!” The man announces. “I am your master of ceremonies while we are here.” He steps down from the organ and leaps over the divider to stand in the center ring.
“You may have seen my flyers,” he grins. “I am Mr. Faire.” He then chuckles and tilts his chin down like he’s coy. “I know, such a fitting name.” He then extends his hand out and you nearly lose your breath when you see there are black diamonds on his palms.
“Once again, welcome here! Welcome to the family, and welcome into our home.” He extends out his left arm and with his right hand, he pulls a cane out of the sleeve. He snaps it down to the ground. “We hope to give you a taste of what we plan to show you while we’re here. So,” he grins up into the crowd. “I won’t bore you any longer.”
The organ starts playing again with no one sitting at it and all the lights flash on. As your eyes adjust, Mr. Faire is no longer standing in the center. Instead, it’s the group of white haired people you had seen earlier.
They let out a trilling cry and then bow down. The one with the long ponytail stands up, singing something in Italian. His voice is beautiful, and even if you can’t understand what he’s saying, you’re moved by his voice alone.
Around him, the other white haired individuals start to rise, joining him in singing acapella. Their voices ring out as they sing the haunting opera. The lights then shut off and everything is silent. A stage light points directly where they were, only it’s just the man with the long ponytail. From the ceiling, suddenly, a long red cloth drops down.
He starts to sing again, this time he sings ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’. As he sings, other lights turn on, revealing where the others are in the ring. Some are high up, holding onto various cloths hanging from the ceiling.
As the man with the ponytail breaks out singing ‘mama’, those perched high swing down on their cloths. They spin and twirl, tangling themselves in the fabric, moving like they were dancing on a pole. You’re amazed, mouth agape as you watch them dance in the heavens.
The man with the ponytail starts to climb his fabric. He gets high then lets go, sliding down the fabric before catching himself, hanging upside down as they continue to sing.
You gasp and stand up, applauding as the song ends.
As they all take perching places again, a new song starts and the exceptionally tall woman comes running out, behind her there is an elephant, two tigers, and a massive lioness. The white haired people start singing ‘Walk This Way’ while the tall woman lines up her animals.
You watch the entire show, absolutely enraptured. The entire time, the white haired people sing acapella to everything going on, while also dancing on their fabrics. It was amazing, and you’re not sure how this is just a simple taste of what they can do.
When the show ends, Mr. Faire steps into the center and the elephant sets her trunk on his head as he grins.
“Thank you all for coming to visit us tonight!” He announces brightly. “We hope you’ll tell everyone you know about us and bring them with you when you come again. Feel free to visit our other attractions now and meet with us, if you so wish.” He bows and the lights shut off.
As the lights turn back on, everyone is gone from the ring.
You leave the big top feeling like a new person. You’ve never seen such a display of talent and beauty before. As you look around, trying to decide what you’d like to do, a hand is wrapped around your eyes.
“First thing that pops into your mind,” a dark, husky voice whispers. “Say it.”