Book Of Circus (Ciel x Reader Part 2)

“Ahh!” With a squeak of pain, you landed on your butt, barely cushioned by the stiff blue mattress below the rope you had been balancing on. You had made it a little past the middle of the thin piece of crap before you stepped incorrectly, making you fall. Hearing chuckles from behind you, you snapped your glare in that direction, making the two butlers muffle their laughter with their hand before helping you on your feet.

“Miss, You looked so helpless, and absolutely adorable, right then.” A smirk plastered on his face, Leo pinched your cheeks, making you slap his hands away.

“You little brat. Just give me a little while, I can get the hand of this.” With that, you stepped back onto the steps of the platform, placing one foot on the awaiting rope, feeling the amused stairs of the ginger twins behind you. With a scoff, you stepped back onto the rope, slowly making your way to the other side. When you stepped onto the ground once more, you looked back at the surprised brothers, earning a mocking laugh come from you as you walked towards them.

“Great job, My Lady.” Adam bows with a smile, and Leo bends a little to kiss your hand, in a sort of apology, making you roll your eyes, a slight smirk pulling at the corners of your lips.

“Simply amazing, Miss.” States the left twin as you step back up onto the platform to practice more.

After about an hour or two, you were able to bring back your juggling skills as you walked on the rope, and you had to admit, you enjoyed the fond memories all this brought back. Doing a summersault on the rope before calmly stepping off, you take the prepared Earl Grey tea from the platter on a stand beside you, for you have been practicing for three hours now, all to get into the circus and investigate for the queen.

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“Mommy, am I doing well?” You look down at your smiling mother as she watches you struggle to balance yourself on the tall rope as you juggle, making a giant, genuine smile cross your face as well.

“Of course, sweetheart. Your first performance this weekend will be such a great one.”  

You, Your mother, and your father, were associated with a very popular circus, and since your parents were star trapeze artists in the acts, they ended up with quite a lot of money, though they stayed with the crew even when you were born. Ever since you could walk you had been training, and it was finally your time to shine. You were going to be the star tightrope walker, and all eyes would be on you for once in your life, doing what you loved.

Making the rope bounce as leverage as you jumped, you quickly did a small flip in the air, landing on the ending platform. Clapping could be heard as you saw the entire circus actors applaud you.


Clown, the juggler who set up all the shows, Faith, The serpent-woman, Blast, the small boy who could play with fire, and finally your mother and father. All of them stood, proud of you as a very warm feeling filled your insides, making you burst with happiness, quickly running down the spindly stairs that led to the floor.

“Good work, Joy.” Clown had stated you new name, bending down, holding out his hand as you ran towards your family, even if you weren’t blood related to all of them. This was your life.

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Thinking about the past made you trip over a crack in the mattress as you walked off, cutting your knee on the wood floors as you did so. “Ow…” You mumble under your breath as the twins appear in front of you.

“Are you alright miss?”

“You have an injury on your leg, my lady.” Leo and Adam extend their arms toward you, and you grab their hands, pulling yourself up with the help of their strength.

“I’m fine. T-Thank you.” You say under your breath, making them chuckle.

“It is time for bed, Miss.”

“I will tend to your wound in your room.”

With that, Adam nursed you and gave you a quick bath, and Leo undressed you into your nightshirt, tucking you in and blowing out the candle he was holding.

“Goodnight, Young Mistress.” They both whispered as they shut the door slowly, you already drifting into a deep sleep.

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“M-Mother… Fa…” You were unable to speak as you ran out onto the stage, Clown, Faith, and Blast following you to the limp bloodied bodies of your parents.

The screaming and such was drowned out by you as everyone left in a panic, the gunshots of someone unknown still ringing in your ears. Collapsing to the ground beside them, you heard footsteps of strangers in cloaks coming up to you.

“It is okay, young Kitten.” A hand forcefully grabbed yours pulling you up to your feet, only for you to try to collapse again, putting you into an awkward position.

“Hey! Leave her alo-“ Another gunshot. Your teary, young eyes, widened as you whipped your head around, staring as Clown fell to the floor.

“Cl- Clow…” You whimpered as Faith and Blast tried to run up to you, only for two more gunshots to be heard. You ignored the splashes of blood falling on your face as the same crimson red spread throughout the floor, making you grow weak from the stench.

“Oh, Kitten, you delicate little thing.” You could hear the horrid voice say as the same man grabbed you and pulled you toward him, your eyes growing heavy.

“Family…” That was the last thing you uttered as your sight drifted into darkness, the men dragging you into a carriage outdoors.

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With a gasp, you sat up in bed, Sweat dripping from your forehead as you wiped away the forming tears in your eyes.

“A horrid dream.” The door creaked open as you flopped back down in bed, turning ever so slightly to look out the window, the glowing moon lifted high into the sky.

“Miss,”

“My Lady,”

“Another unpleasant dream, I presume?” The soothing voices of the only two that you could care about were heard throughout the room, making you feel a little more comfortable.

“Yes. Just a simple nightmare.” You say with a tired voice, half lidded [e/c] eyes beginning to tear up again.

“Goodnight, miss.”

“Sweat dreams, My lady.” Before they could close the doors all the way shut, you called for them once more.

“Adam, Leo.” You stated in a demanding tone.

“Yes?” They spoke.

“Please… Sleep with me tonight. A simple order.” You were reluctant to say such things to the demons who served you, though you needed someone’s presence for the night. Everything was quiet except for the light chuckles of the twins as they slid into the bed on either side of you.

“Of course, Young Mistress.” You could feel the fingers of Leo and Adam softly drift over the side of your neck, stroking the mark that sealed you to the two, before letting you sleep once more.