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───── ❝ WELCOME TO HULLABALOO ❞ 🎠﹐ıllı acrobat﹒ ♡ ʬ﹐performer # ᶻz﹕><﹐🎪 do stars still burn even when broken?┆﹒♡ ✦. ⊹ ˚ . : 💫
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𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳.. 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦? 𝘕𝘰. 𝘈𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦.

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his cheeks were stuffed like a hamster, blue orbs sparkling in a way while his brain wondered off envisioning his home know as hullabaloo. the smell of butter, bright gold color we’re all fond memories. “This taste pretty good it reminds me of home hehe.”
clapping his hands together.
“Latte huh? I’m guessing even with that you’re still tired.” giggling revealing his teethy grin, as he sat down at the dining table with a thud of his body, mike was like a child sometimes in the best ways, tossing popcorn in his mouth humming happily at the taste.
he wasn’t bad in the slightest, mike was entranced by his facial structure. the hues in his eyes, when the acrobats food was complete, he’d make his way back to the older gentleman more confident. that he can make amends for his initial judgement.
mike felt a little bit bad trying to salvage the situation with a bright smile, he waddled past the hermit to make some popcorn which was a comfort for him. he’d admit the taller male had an energy to him.
the tall hermit stood staring at the pot as it brewed, letting it cook until it was done. when the steam was visible and moving the pot, moving to take it off and set it aside while he moved to grab a cup. And pour it out into the cup, he moved to lift the cup to his lips.

He tossed his bombs into the air with a big grin, and started to juggle them only to catch each one, ending it with a polite bow.

“I’m Mike Morton, an acrobat. I apologize it’s been awhile since I’ve had some good practice. My original plan was just to get some food if I’m being honest.”

though it’d seem unethical he’d not want to pose harm to the dancer who’d have to witness the disguise mike would put on for this final act. with the guilt of that one aspect of the plan,

he’d not eat before the performance until it was much later, he just hopes she’ll understand.
she was no more but seeing the image made his heart sink, that all she wanted was to perform

he had apologized under his breath staring back to see nothing at all.

the morton brothers would go on to plan something that’d definitely weed out the circus’s new suspected culprit.
he cursed the carpeting from not muffling the sound more, nighttime made even pins sound louder

huffing in an annoyed fashion he had made it to Murros room, knocking on the door with the softest knock in the world

looking both ways, for a moment he saw in the hallway Violetta, doing a polite bow
the manor was very adamant of their curfew, mike was a horrible listener in many regards that obeying said rules when a situation was so dire

he’d let it slide, not caring for the consequences that would come back to haunt him

practically sneaking with small creaks coming from the floorboards
his voice gentle, a small glimpse of the old mike, hoisting his body up with a quick shake

he rushed to find murro but kept his guard up being wary of jokers activity

lucky for the acrobat it was more than likely he was glued to the dancers hip side like a lost puppy, if he was out so late
his noticeable dimples surfacing, when the two parted. he tossed himself on his bed with a thud

staring the ceiling, envisioning many shiny orbs of the stars he’s always loved giggling at the idea of them sparkling

“You know if I don’t get out.. I wanna be one of the stars.”
chard remains of his home. It was so sickening, but he’s started to conclude at some point he’d found himself yearning to fill the past with new memories

maybe his bonding he’s had with margaretha, was one of the many new memories to add?

a tiny smile crept up his face

their conversation close to his heart as he did with everyone in hullabaloo

their hug being a significant sign of a new beginning for today’s performance, though he’d not rest very well that night after their meeting with too much to think on

anytime he’d close his eyes, mike smelled the
[ 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝘆𝗲 ]
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when he felt her little button nose, pressed in the the diamond pattern he found himself 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳

leaving an impression on the acrobat knowing all the masks were gone between them both, which led him to hold

[ 𝗡𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲 ]
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as soon as she had turned around, hazel orbs fixated forwards towards the acrobat .. for the first time in mikes expression; she was being 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯. brows furrowed together as the warmth of salty tears had once more, managed to swell and gloss

...
[ 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ]
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mikes reality was an end, where he’d clear the stage of everything; at first he thought of it as a joke,

but soon it was clear that this pushed his goal even further than anticipated

he recalled his letter; it was a prince on a star in the sky
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He tossed his bombs into the air with a big grin, and started to juggle them only to catch each one, ending it with a polite bow.

“I’m Mike Morton, an acrobat. I apologize it’s been awhile since I’ve had some good practice. My original plan was just to get some food if I’m being honest.”