#THE HANDS REACHING OUT TO POMNI AND CATCHING HER

[clemblog]

Caine’s Lesson - Part 12

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All the residents of the ranch were tucked up in bed sleeping. It was a quiet night. Initially. Around 3am, thunder would cut through the quiet night, heavy rain starting to patter down on to the buildings. It would get harder and harder, slowly starting to seep through the cracks in the building.

Pomni woke up to the feeling of rain dropping down the side of her bed frame.

“W-What..?” She grumbled, rubbing at her eyes as she woke herself up. She wasn’t the only one awake. Several Candy Kingdoms sat awake, doing their best to deal with the rising amount of water. She didn’t think it was supposed to rain in this part of the Candy World..? It was always so dry and desert like- Well. As dry and desert like a candy based world could be-

Something was wrong and her gut feeling told her it was something to do with Caine. Hopefully this storm would pass.

It didn’t.

She had to watch as all the small progress the citizens had made get washed away. She had to watch as moral over all dipped and all the progress she’d helped everyone make disappeared like that. It sucked.

Pomni was upset.

She was angry.

She was frustrated.

Again.

So, she got on Jingle and she went for a ride the next morning. She wasn’t sure where she was going, she just needed to think.

But she forgot one thing. She had a strong varied community of friends who cared for her and her well being. So, if a certain gator was a mere few steps behind her, it wouldn’t surprise anyone in the slightest.

“Poms! Poms!” Called out Gummigoo, finally getting a look at her.

“Gummigoo?! What are you doing out here-?” Murmured Pomni.

“I could ask you the same thing Y’know~“

“Right- I’m just thinking- Caine… He caused this, I know he did- I just- wish their was a way I could get to him to make him stop-“

“Hey, hey. We’ll figure something out, alright?”

“…I guess.”

The two would continue on in their short adventure out, Pomni not quite ready to turn back and head home just yet.

They’d almost reached the edge of the place, Gummigoo about to suggest turning back when Pomni abruptly stopped.

“Hey- Ya all good?” Frowned Gummigoo, gently, watching as she jumped off her horse.

“Yeah- Y-Yeah- Just thought I saw something.” She murmured, squeezing inbetween some rocks nearby.

“Wait up Poms!” Called Gummigoo, running to catch up with her.

Gummigoo rounded the corner to find Pomni stood in what looked to be a crack in the horizon. It was bleeding a dark pixel blue aura into the atmosphere and it seemed like something was behind it. But that must’ve been impossible- Right?

“P-Poms? What is this-“

“I-I don’t know- But I think this might be our only chance to try and get to Caine-“

“…Are ya sure that’s a good idea-?”

“…No, it’s an awful idea but if we don’t, who will?”

“…In this together?”

“In this together.”

The two held hands and pushed forward into the entity. It began to crack like glass but it was squishy and flexible, suddenly engulfing them in the blink of an eye.

•

“When do you think Gummigoo will be back with Poms?”

“I’m not sure- But I trust them both to be back soon enough.”

“Yeah. You’re right. Whatever happens, they’ll be okay-“

•

Pomni blinked and found herself back in the fake exits Caine had created. But wait- Gummigoo was here too! He seemed a little off, blinking for a few moments before looking down at her.

“P-Pomni..?” He whispered.

Pomni gasped at this, eyes widening slightly. “You remember?!”

“I-I do- A lot of memories crashing together- But I do-“

“Oh gosh, maybe you should sit down for a second-“ Frowned Pomni, glancing around before pulling out one of the office chairs for him to sit into. He carefully plumped himself down as she did so. Pomni noticed his skin was still candy themed and gummy but it was less smooth and more scaly now that they were in a realism based adventure.

“A-Are you doing alright?” She asked, eventually after a few moments of silence, listening to Gummigoo take deep breaths.

He looked down at her and smiled gently.

“Alright as I can be Poms. Give me another few minutes and I’ll get moving so we can kick some [—-]!”

Oh. He could swear now-

Pomni snickered at this.

“Wow- Never thought I’d hear that from you-“

“Well, strange things happen when your reality breaks Poms~”

“Right, right-“

The pair soon stood up and began to push their way through the many exit doors. Instead of the first panicked atmosphere it had had when Pomni first charged through this place, it felt safe, relaxed knowing that she was walking through with a friend. They were off to confront someone a little insane and even more terrifying considering what had happened to Gummigoo the last time the pair had interacted. But they were doing it together so that made it better.

They eventually found another crack which was also leaking a blue pixelated aura. The blue reminded Pomni of the asset room herself and Gummigoo had fallen into all that time ago. She turned to Gummigoo.

“I-I’m gonna be honest- I have no idea what’s gonna happen once we enter this-“

Gummigoo chuckled at this.

“I figured, but hey! In this together. We’re in this together, what ever happens we’ll figure it out. Alright?”

“Y-Yeah. Alright!”

The two once again linked hands and stepped forward to push through the crack.

•

Pomni opened her eyes to the sound of smooth jazz playing along with the pater of rain. Things were a lot darker here than they’d been in the candy adventure or the circus. She glanced to look at Gummigoo whose cowboy hat had been replaced with a fedora and now had a loose tie around his shoulders.

“Uh- Where do you think we are-“ He frowned, glancing around.

“If I had to guess, some kind of office?” She shrugged. There were three desks sat around the room with a varying number of papers and office equipment on it. The one in the centre had a typewriter and a rotary phone on it. The windows in the rooms all had shutter blinds on it which were half open. Before she could take anymore details of the room, the door swung open.

“Rookies! There you are, you better have finished those files I told you to do-“ He grumbled, staring the pair down. He was certainly an older man who was seemingly made of clock parts. His face resembled a pocket watch, the hands stuck in the position of a moustache whilst the rest of his face was made of scrambled numbers to make a set of eyes, a nose and a mouth. He too wore a fedora and instead had a detectives jacket and bow tie in replace of a tie like Gummigoo.

“Uh- We did it sir!” Eeked Pomni, quickly pointing to a random pile of papers and hoping that was correct. He moved over slowly, giving Pomni to take a look at his badge.

Head Detective Pockatch.

What a unique name.

Though, Gummigoo was also kind of a unique name if she thought about it-

“Indeed you have.” Tutted the man, standing up with the files in hand as he turned back to the pair. “An excellent job indeed. Now, if you could just-“

Detective Pockatch was interrupted by the door flying open again!

“Oh! Detective Pockatch! It’s horrible! It’s awful!” Cried out the voice of an elegant sounding lady. She had the figure of an antique record player. Her head being the horn itself with small record eyes and huge eyelashes. The rest of her figure was covered by a big flowy red dress, which matched the small hat she had strapped around the top of her head.

“Madam Tick! Whatever is the matter!” Frowned Detective Pockatch. “What on earth has you bustling in here like this!”

The poor lady became inconsolable as she told her story. Apparently she’d turned up to work at the local jazz club and had found her boss dead on the main stage.

“Alright rookies, rest time is over, you’ve got to get investigating!”

This… was going to be interesting…

#fanfiction #caine’s lesson #gummigoo #gummigoo x pomni #pomni my beloved #pomni x gummigoo #tadc #tadc au #tadc caine #tadc fanfiction #tadc gummigoo #tadc zooble #tadc gangle #tadc ragatha #tadc jax #tadc kinger #tadc pomni #tadc of #tdac ragatha #tdac caine #tdac jax #tdac pomni #tdac #tdac gummigoo #tdac gangle #tdac kinger #tdac spoilers #the amazing digital circus pomni #the amazing digital circus gummigoo #the amazing digital circus

[kit-kat-jo]

WHAT THE FUCCCKKK WHY DID IT END LIKE THAT??? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#…..yeah u alrwady know whats up #the amazing digital circus #spoilers in the next tags now ofc #ragatha…….. my dear ragatha trying her absolute fucking hardest to cheer pomni up #we all saw it coming a mile away bless her soul #and the entire scene under the map #pomni immediately latching onto gummy goo’s misery and being so soft and comforting made me want to THROW UP AND BAWL MY EYES OUT #bc….. rags doesnt know that if she just stopped trying to act overly positive and push everything that happened to her aside #and instead was real with her and tried to find ways they felt similar about being trapped #she would have been so much more successful in helping her like she wanted #FUUUCKKK!!!!!!!! #and the FUCKING FUNERAL FOR KAUFMO????? #jaw dropped when zooble came in saying that #that whole fucking end scene makes me want to throw up and BAWL #THE HANDS REACHING OUT TO POMNI AND CATCHING HER #OUGHDHFHFHHHH #the ragapom enjoyers have been fed. #btw #i have been fed #rewatching throwing up shitting and crying #two big rips to gummy goo and gangles happy mask only being on for 4 minutes and 7 seconds (yeah i checked) #anyway ragatha and pomnis voices are so nice inlove women #and jax showing an emotion for a 000000.00001th of a frame #the jax fans are gonna go crazy over that i can tell #yall can have him but also that facial expression couldve been abt queenie just my hunch tho #SPEAKING OF kinger having a split second of clarity talkin to rags in that scene? #he was absolutely fatherly to her when she first appeared #wish we could see this so bad #time to be normal now alr buhbye #slaps a lesbian sticker on ragatha for doing like 4 finger guns and flirting with the queen

[lilyclawthorne]

Ok so TADC has already shown that it seems to be a fan of parallel imagery.

We’ve got Kaufmo being placed in the cellar being paralleled by Pomni’s own abstraction nightmare.

Then from there Pomni reaching out as she falls being paralleled by everyone catching her.

Following this pattern, it’s possible there’s another parallel where instead of everyone catching Pomni, it will be Pomni catching someone else who is starting to slip.

Of course, there has already been a moment where Pomni reached out to help someone, and ultimately failed, that also has great potential for a parallel where Pomni is reaching out to catch someone when they need help.

I’m just saying. If they do continue to use parallel imagery, I could foresee a moment where Pomni is reaching out for Ragatha’s hand and catching her as she begins to abstract, refusing to let go even if it hurts this time.

#brain is buzzing again it’s almost 1 am so sorry if this is stupid #tadc #the amazing digital circus #amazing digital circus #digital circus #pomni #ragatha #tadc analysis #buttonblossom #pomni x ragatha

[the-evil-lovable-simp]

Caine x Jessica Rabbit Reader

The game was finally getting an update, you know for the adult audience, that will fly right over kids' heads. There was a whole new room and it was built just for you, (y/n) Rabbit.

"Everyone, I have brought you all here for the new update, and instead of an adventure, we will watch a show. Apparently, the star of the show is called (y/n) Rabbit!" Caine announced excitedly, this caught Jax's attention.

"Wait rabbit!?" Jax looked up.

"Oh god, we don't need another one!" Zooble scowled at Jax.

He scowled back at them about to make a snide comment about them until Caine started talking again.

"Ha! Yeah you might know her," Caine laughed as they all walked in. It looked pretty nice but it was kinda empty there were a few npcs scattered about. They all sat at three tables near each other, and the show started. The more the show went on with different people on stage the more it went on the more npcs pilled in, a lot of them were getting really excited, and some waiter npcs put drinks on the tables, they inspected it and it was alcohol, Caine sniffed it, this certainly wasn't family-friendly. Suddenly the lights dimmed and lots of people started clapping and ran to the bottom of the stage, the group looked around confused. Caine hollered waiter,

"What's up with everybody!?" he asked the wooden doll.

"(y/n) Rabbit is performing tonight," they answered and walked off.

"Everyone here's got a thing for rabbits then ay?" Caine said, the six turned to Jax, and he looked a bit uncomfortable. But then the music started and they all looked to the stage.

"You had plenty money, 1922~" a leg stuck out the curtain. You stepped out. Many of the npcs started whistling and cheering.

"You let other women, make a fool of you~" You sang as you turned in your sparkly dress.

Gangle was unphased with tears in their eyes, Zooble's eyelids lifted, Ragatha started blushing so did Jax, Pomni wasn't even paying attention, Kinger's pupils dilated, and Caines eyeballs bulged.

"Why don't you do right~" you walked over the wall.

You leaned against it and slid seductively down.

"Like some other men do~" you sang, Caine's jaw lowered. You walked over to an npc that was leaning towards your legs,

"Get out of here~" you kick them away.

This finally catching the attention of Pomni and she was shocked at what she saw.

"Get me some money too~" Caine's bottom jaw dropped on the table. You started to walk down the path of the stage.

"If you had prepared twenty years ago~" npcs gathering around your feet.

"You wouldn't be wanderin' now from door to door~"

One npc got close and you put your hand on his face and pushed him down,

"Why don't you do right~" You walked in the seven's direction.

"Like some other men do~" you sang as you stepped on the table with Kinger, gangle and Zooble. Caine reattached his jaw.

You put your hand out for Kinger to take, and he did, helped you down.

You went behind him, reached for his head, bent down and pinched his cheeks.

"Get out of here~" you got a handkerchief from nowhere and shined his head with it and dropped it, and he caught it.

"Get me some money too~" you then proceeded to walk up to Caine,

You were much bigger than he was and he was very small compared to you so it was a funny sight when you sat on his lap.

"Get out of here~"

Caine was suddenly very nervous and the six watched in amusement.

You put your hand under his jacket touching his shoulder, and grabbed his top hat. Leaned in like you were gonna kiss him and he leaned in too.

"Get me some money too~" you shoved his hat into his face/teeth. He scrambled to put his hat back on, and you got off him and went around behind him stroking his shoulder and getting on the table.

"Why don't ya do right~" you stretched your leg up posing, got up again, turning and leaning on the table towards Caine.

"Like some other men~..." You grabbed his bow tie and pulled him up off the chair. Your lips really close to his face. Caine started to sweat, you could hear npcs ohing in the background and then one going so far as groaning.

"Doooooooooooooo~" You let go of his bow tie, he forgot he wasn't floating and crashed back onto the chair. You walked back on stage and the curtains went back down covering you up. All the npcs stood up cheering, roaring, screaming, whistling. The seven sat there in silence, well, except Kinger, he was clapping with the npcs.

Should I make a second part?

#tadc caine #the amazing digital circus #tadc x reader #tadc caine x reader #tadc Caine x Jessica Rabbit Reader #tadc #jessica rabbit

[dragonwritersblog]

Five Times Jax and Pomni Share Dreams of Their Past Lives (And One Time Where They Remember)

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Jax and Pomni know that they can’t actually dream in this digital world, nor can they remember who they were before coming here. But after retiring to their sleeping quarters each night, they begin to have dreams of people who they have never seen before, not the circus themed cast of characters within this realm, but real people! Why do they seem do real? Why do these dreams feel more like memories? And why do these people remind them so much of each other?

I can't believe how much the silly circus show won me over, and how much brainrot these two have given me. I won't update for I while as I have other wips for different fandoms I'm working on but I wanted to get the first chapter up to help motivate me. Anyways I hope you like this and check out the rest of my tumblr to see what I get up to.

Also yes the chapter titles are Taylor Swift songs because I'm weak.

Fearless

The air was crisp and cool, though not to the point where people were shivering in their costumes, neon lights were in every corner anyone could see, flashing the paths with pinks, purples and green, different stalls and rides were up, ranging from candy apples and sweets stand to rollercoasters and Ferris wheels and every single person were dressed as either monsters, characters or whatever their imaginations would come up with. Truly, the festival had set the perfect atmosphere for Halloween…well, everyone except for Penny.

She was a short young woman, 23 years of age with long dark hair that reached her waste and curtain bangs along her forehead, with pale skin and a bony structure (she hated that part about herself).

It wasn’t that she was forced to come here – she had heartily accepted when her sister Riley and her girlfriend Winter asked – but now that she was here, she wasn’t so sure anymore. Penny wasn’t really the bravest person around, she flinched at the slightest sound, she dreaded talking to new people who would come her way and had relied on her older sister to help her out for most of her life, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t trying to overcome any of it. After all it wasn’t like she could control her anxiety, it was something she struggled with ever since she was little. But tonight, she wanted to prove that she was able to enjoy Halloween outside the comfort of handing out candy to trick-or-treaters from the safety of her home. So far, she really did like it, she had fun buying sweets and going on rollercoasters, and though it could be overbearing and loud sometimes, Riley and Winter would take her to a nearby café to help Penny catch her breath before doing something else.

However, this was part of the night that she both desperately wanted and dreaded doing…the haunted funhouse. She knew what was in there, jump scares, clowns and nightmares to last for the next few nights to come, but she didn’t want to miss out, now when she heard about how much fun people have had in there. She just wanted to prove that she wasn’t this scared little nobody, that she was a person who wanted to have fun like everyone else, to enjoy the things that everyone else had fun with. So here she was, dressed in a hastily sewn purple rabbit onesie of her own making (she had made it in a time crunch when learning about the festival) into a terrifying funhouse that deep down, where she wasn’t lying to herself, she did not want to go in.

“Penny no,” she turned to see Riley, holding Winter’s hand as the other girl was texting someone on her phone, “You know what your anxiety’s like, you don’t have to go in there.”

Riley had quite a lean build with noticeable muscle on her arms, she had shoulder length dark red hair, brown eyes and pale skin. She was four years older than Penny, and while she did seem a bit intimidating, she was always soft and protective over her younger sister.

“He’s still not answering,” Winter murmured, shaking her head, “He was supposed to meet us an hour ago.” Winter was slightly taller than Riley, with dark black hair and eyes with a tanned complexion. The two women were dressed in a couple’s costume, Riley as Poison Ivy and Winter as Harley Quinn, they were also supposed to meet with Winter’s friend, but the mystery person still hadn’t shown up yet.

“Maybe he’ll show up while I’m in the funhouse?” Penny suggested as Riley sighed, “I’ll be quick in there, if I run then I’ll have less time to acknowledge the bad stuff in there!”

“Penny, I know you and I know that if you go in there, you’re gonna have a panic attack,” Riley took her little sister’s hand, offering her a pleading gaze, “Please just stay out here with us and we’ll meet up with Winter’s friend. We could go on the rollercoaster again; I know you really enjoyed that one.”

Penny smiled fainty, Riley looking out for her wasn’t anything new, but she didn’t want her sister to be burdened with her. It wasn’t right, Riley deserved to live her life, have fun with Winter and not worry about her scaredy-cat sister all the time, she deserved better than that.

When Riley turned to face Winter again, Penny pulled her hand out of her sister’s and ran into the funhouse, ignoring Riley calling her name the deeper she went in.

She took a few more deep breaths, she was doing! She was doing it and oh…oh she fucked up. There were multiple paintings of disfigured clowns peering down at her from the halls, the eerie sounds of deranged crying and laughing made her hairs stand on end, there were paths twisting and turning as they reminded her that she could get lost in this dreadful house and mirrors that not only showed her in different shapes and sizes, but also her terrified expression. Riley was right, this was too much for her, she didn’t even want to come in here in the first place why did she do this?!

A crazed laugh made her jump, looking carefully over her shoulder, she noticed a tall jester from down the hall, his yellow suit stained with red, and his mask had a twisted smile, hiding dark secrets that she didn’t want to find out. With a scream, she tore off down the hall, the jester chasing after her. She knew that were going to be actors, trained with scaring the guests, but it didn’t mean that she liked it! She really, really shouldn’t have come in here.

She skidded to a stop when she came to a dead end, her back pressing to the wall as the jester came closer and closer to her. She bit back a fearful yelp as he slammed a hand next to her head, peering down at her. She took a few more breaths, trying to keep calm. This isn’t real, this isn’t real, this isn’t real repeating the mantra in her head to help herself from screaming out…before fainting right into the jester’s arms.

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“You have some nerve scaring her like that?! Aren’t you supposed to be trained with scenarios like this?!”

Penny groaned at the sound of a loud and angered voice, it sounded like it belonged to a woman and seemed very familiar.

“I am trained for your information!” A male voice retaliated, “I didn’t know she was going to faint!”

“Okay, Riley calm down, Jack be nice!” Another female voice entered the conversation, sharper and more direct than the other two, “What happened right now was an accident, we just need to wait and see if Penny wakes up before we call an ambulance, that was the procedure right Jack?”

“Yeah, yeah,” the male voice was quiet now, “I’m sorry again Winter, I genuinely didn’t know.”

Penny opened her eyes, squinting at the light as she sat up on what seemed to be a mattress. “Oh good you’re awake,” there was a woman she had never seen before beside her, wearing a white hoodie with a red cross on it, “My name is Lianne, I’m a paramedic for the funhouse in case something like this happens.”

“Penny! Oh thank God!” Riley rushed over to her, wrapping her arms around her younger sister and pressed a kiss at the side of her head, “You gave me a heart attack going into that house, and then hearing that you fainted?! Don’t ever do that again!”

Oh that’s right, she fainted, that explained why Riley sounded so angry when she woke up. God help which soul she was speaking to that suffered her wrath. “I’m okay Riley, you were right I shouldn’t have gone in,” Penny sighed, “I’m just tired of not being normal so I wanted to prove-”

“-You don’t have to prove shit,” Riley interrupted, “And you are normal, who the fuck made you think you had to go into a haunted house to prove that you’re a ‘normal person’?”

“Uh…myself?” Penny smiled awkwardly.

Riley shook her head and smiled, it was good to see that she wasn’t actually mad, just really worried, but to be fair worse had happened to Penny to make her sister go into ‘overprotective mode’. “Just don’t push yourself too hard again, okay?” she asked. Penny nodded again, Riley smiled one last time before her eyes furrowed and she turned away to face someone else, “And as for you!”

Penny looked up to see how her sister was talking to when her cheeks suddenly turned red from embarrassment. It was the jester from earlier! He was quite a tall man, with golden brown skin and eyes, with his hair in short dreads pulled up into a ponytail. His face with mixed with both frustration and shame, it wasn’t helping with Riley shouting at him.

“Don’t think you’re off the hook for scaring my little sister!” Riley growled, “I can’t believe you made her faint!”

“How did I make her faint?!” he retorted, “I’ve never had a reaction like hers before I didn’t know she was that scared!”

“That is enough!” Winter stepped in, grabbing them both painfully by the ear for a few seconds and then let them go, “Riley, go outside so I can talk with you, and Jack please apologize to Penny.”

Jack signed, turning to Penny as the girl flushed even more, she still couldn’t believe she fainted in front of him! “I’m sorry,” he said honestly.

“This is the friend I was taking about,” said Winter, “We were supposed to meet up, but he got called in since someone cancelled their shift last minute, but someone forgot to text us!”

“What are you taking about?” He reached into his pocket for his phone, “I sent you message before my…oh…I forgot to actually send it.”

Penny snorted, she tried to hold it in, but she burst out laughing instead, she couldn’t help it, the absurdity of the situation was just too much. She was so caught up in laughing that she didn’t catch the soft smile that Jack had at her reaction.

“Jesus Christ Jack,” Winter rubbed her temples, “What am I gonna do with you?”

“I have a few ideas,” Riley glared at him.

“Okay, you!” She grabbed Riley’s hand, “Come with me, Jack, keep Penny company while I have a chat with my girlfriend.”

“What?!” Penny and Jack said in unison, but Winter had already slammed the door.

“I should, um,” They whipped round to see that the paramedic was still here, having witnessed the entire interaction, “I should go tell my boss that there’s no need to call an ambulance.”

With that, she rushed out the door, leaving the two to stew awkwardly with one another. Penny’s rapidly beating heart wasn’t helping either, she really didn’t want to have another fainting episode again. It didn’t help that this Jack guy was really handsome. Huh? Why did I think that?

“So…” she spoke up, gulping as Jack turned to her, his eyes focused as though he were studying her, like a bug being examined, “What’s the jester like life? I mean! What's the jester life like?! Not the other one, forget about that. In fact don’t talk to me at all! Or do! Don’t let me tell you what to do, I mean, you’re not the one spouting out word vomit!” Jack raised an eyebrow at her, Penny shoved her reddening face into her hands.

It was then Jack’s turn to start laughing, messy chortles escaping his mouth at her bizarre sentence, leading Penny to pout at his reaction. “Sorry toots,” the laughter died down once he saw he face, “I thought you were funny, didn’t mean to offend you. And to answer your question, the jester life is pretty good.”

“You think I’m funny?” she asked. It wasn’t the first time someone laughed at her, but not because they found her humorous.

“Yeah, not everyone can ‘spout word vomit’ and make it cute,” he told her.

Penny blushed. Okay, first he found her funny and now he found her cute, she really hoped he couldn’t hear how loud and fast her heart was beating. “Um, sorry for fainting on you,” she murmured, “Surprisingly it was not the lowest moment of my life.”

“You’re sorry for fainting?” He raised a brow at her again.

“Well it led to my sister yelling out you,” she told him, “I’m sorry about that as well, Riley can get pretty overprotective over me or our mom.”

“Yeah, Winter warned me about that,” he replied, remembering the way he tried to not tremble at her fiery gaze. “If looks could kill.”

“Tell me about it,” Penny nodded, her eyes scanned the costume he was wearing, now having a face attached to it made it less frightening. The way the fabric was stitched and how the everything on the piece was placed, it looked less like something from a Halloween shop and more something homemade. “Did you make this?”

“Huh, oh this? I wish,” he said, “I actually had it commissioned, sure it cost a bit more, but I wanted it to feel a bit more real, you know, to scare people and that.”

“Yeah, well it definitely worked,” Penny giggled, “As someone who does commissions for others as well, its nice when someone reaches out for us to make something.”

“Us?” he titled his head.

“I’m a costume designer, well, studying a course in costume design at college,” Penny explained, “I noticed how your outfit was made and it instantly clicked in my brain.”

“Oh really? Did you also make that rabbit suit you’re wearing?” he asked as he pointed to her onesie.

Penny rolled her eyes, “Not my best work but I had limited time when Winter and Riley asked me if I wanted to come to the Halloween festival. But hey, its warm and cozy for the season!”

“I think it looks cute on you,” he smiled and winked at her. It was a friendly wink, nothing behind it, but it still made Penny’s toes curl. “How about we start over, I’m Jack.” He held his hand out to her.

Penny took it in her own and shook it, “I’m Penny. So, how do you know Winter?”

There was a nervous flicker in his eyes, but he blinked it away before Penny asked anything else, “We meet as freshmen in high school, she was a few months older than me, but she took me under her wing, and we’ve been friends ever since. I met Riley as well when they started dating but I have a feeling I might be on her bad side now.”

Before Penny could say anything else, there was a crash and a scream before Winter and Riley rushed back into the room, slamming the door behind them. “We forgot this was a haunted funhouse,” Winter trembled, her and Riley’s faces paling.

Penny and Jack shared a glance, stifling their laughter as the couple pulled themselves together. “Anyways,” Riley brushed herself off, “We should head home and tell Mom what happened.”

“Right,” Penny nodded before turning back to Jack, “Hopefully we’ll see each other again, but somewhere else cause with all due respect I’m never stepping foot in this funhouse again.”

Jack chuckled, “That’s understandable, and sorry for scaring you again.”

“That’s okay, at least we finally met,” Penny grinned.

“Alright, home time for you miss,” Riley pulled Penny up, giving a final glare towards Jack before leading her sister away.

“It was nice to meet you, Jack!” Penny called back to him.

“The pleasure’s all mine!” Jack called back, giving Winter a hug before she chased after the sisters.

In the car ride back home, Penny found herself smiling. Jack was nice, granted she wished it didn’t take fainting for them to meet but she was glad she did. “So,” Winter turned in the passenger seat to face Penny in the back, “Sorry that it was under these events how you met Jack, hopefully you were okay with him.”

“I’m not,” said Riley, focused on the road.

“Just keep driving mama bear,” Winter rolled her eyes before turning to Penny again.

“I was okay with him, we actually got on pretty well,” she admitted, “I’m glad I finally met him.”

Winter smiled and turned to Riley to smirk at her, “So, it looks like ‘big bad Jack’ won over your little sister.”

“Must you taunt me?” Riley groaned.

“But that why you love me so much,” Winter teased kissed her loudly on the cheek, “It was my taunting that drew you to me.”

Riley tried and failed to repress a lovesick grin. Penny chuckled at her older sister and turned to face out the window again, counting the stars that passed. Hopefully she would meet Jack again.

.

.

.

Pomni woke with a start. What on this digital earth was that?!

Ever since she arrived here, she never had actually dreams before. Whenever she ‘slept’ it felt like she was switching off, like a button on a computer game and blacked out before she was ‘switched on’ again.

But that dream, why did it feel so real? She remembered the concept of dreams, how anything random would happen and the little control you would have over them. Maybe she was a lucid dreamer in her past life and that’s why this one had more will power in it?

She thought back to that Penny girl, she acted so much like her, the nervousness, her fear of mostly everything and her reaction when she went into that funhouse. Although now, she would gladly take that funhouse over this ‘Amazing Digital Circus’.

Then there was Penny’s sister, Riley. Despite how threatening she was at first glance, the protectiveness she had with her sister and the loved-filled eyes for her girlfriend made her feel a bit safer than she ever felt here.

Did Pomni have a family before the circus, did she have an older sister that would protect with without a second thought? Did she have a family that worried about her, wondering what happened to her?

Then she thought of Jack. She thought about him interacting with Penny, how cheeky yet sweet he was with her. And the way he looked at Penny. She felt herself blushing. In a way, his laidback attitude and mischievous grin, he reminded her a little bit of Jax…

She shook her head, she was being ridiculous, regardless of what Ragatha said when she came here, this was just and only a dream. Besides, it probably wouldn’t happen again, and things would return to its usual format here, just switching on and off again.

She sighed and shoved off her bed sheets, mentally preparing herself for whatever sanity Caine had up his sleeves.

Its not like anyone else was having these types of dreams, right?

That would be the case…for anyone who wasn’t Jax.

The rabbit was currently at the breakfast table, he Gangle and Kinger waiting for everyone else to arrive.

Just when he thought we finally got used to this place, he had an actual dream last night, not the usual shut down he received every night. He remembered every detail from the lights of the festival to the noises supplied from the funhouse and that Jack guy in the jester costume.

There wasn’t much he got from the dream about him, just that was someone who worked to scare people and make money out of it, honestly it seemed the ideal career path he would take if he weren’t stuck here.

But what made that dream so memorable for him was that Penny girl. The way she would shyly peek through her hands, to her kind smile and her knowledge with costumes, and of course he couldn’t forget about her fainting spell. Talk about an unexpected surprise.

Although, she did seem sweet in a way, whoever this Jack guy was he hoped that he was smart enough to see her again. Jax sighed, what was he talking about? This was a dream, plain and simple, yet here he was acting as though he knew this Jack person.

Just leave it he thought bitterly its stupid anyway.

“I’m gonna check where the rest of them at,” he told Gangle and Kinger, “Zooble probably lost one of his arms again, so I might as well hide it if that’s the case.”

“Wouldn’t you rather help them find it?” Gangle whimpered.

Jax huffed out a laugh, “And where’s the fun in that?”

He got out from his chair, only to bump into another body, almost losing his balance, “Hey, watch where your-”

He looked down to see Pomni sitting on the ground, probably from him bumping into her, her red and blue eyes widening when she realised what she did.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she burst out, “Usually I sit next to you whenever we eat, and I didn’t see you sitting up but I’m still really sorry either way I shouldn’t have done that-”

“-Not the other one, forget about that. In fact don’t talk to me at all! Or do! Don’t let me tell you what to do, I mean, you’re not the one spouting out word vomit!”

“I’m really sorry!”

Jax snapped out of his trance, looking down at Pomni again, her eyes looking both sad and apologetic. He signed, reaching down to pull her up by the end. “Relax pom-pom, it wasn’t like you planned to do that…unless?”

“What, no, of course not!” she yelped.

 Jax laughed, the newbie was easy to rile up.

“Shut up Jax,” Zooble moved past him to get to their spot, “Let’s just get breakfast over with before we need to deal with the headache Caine is gonna give us.”

“Whatever,” Jax slumped back into his seat, Pomni gently placing herself upon hers as Zooble and Ragatha did the same.

The way Pomni acted just then, the way she was quick to flush and stutter over her words, and the fact that she was so nervous about everything as well. It was all just like Penny.

No, don’t, don’t be stupid Jax. Jack isn’t real, Penny isn’t real, so don’t bother comparing her to Pomni.

With that, he let himself continue with his food.

But it wouldn’t be the last time he or Pomni would make these comparisons, and it definitely wouldn’t be the last time they had these ‘dreams.’

See you next time, let me know if I've written them well, this is the first time writing for this fandom. And who knows, perhaps next chapter the sillies might actually go on a date? 🤷

#the amazing digital circus #tadc #pomnijax #funnybunny #pomni x jax #pomni #jax #female oc #ragatha #gangle #kinger #zooble #caine #dragon rambles #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3

[anonymousj3ster]

Pester the Jester

A Ragapom fic based off the song "Pester the Jester"

Don't know why I'm still searching. 

The door slams. Footsteps trudge to the next door. A blue gloved hand reaches out and turns the knob. 

Don't know why I'm even looking. 

Door opens. Not an exit. Door slams. 

For a way to get back home again. 

I reach for the next door, only to find there were no more. I slowly turn, feet shuffling on the red carpet. I had checked every single door in this long hallway. One of many hallways. Every door was empty of the one thing I wanted. My feet move in slow, mechanical movements. Down the hall back the way I had come. Into the main area. Into another hall. Into my room. Again. A hand that is mine but doesn't feel like it locks the door behind me. Again. I drag myself over to my bed, falling face-first into the soft blanket. But that was ok. Because I didn't need to breathe, did I? After all, this was just a game. A sick, twisted game.

 I jerk out of my thoughts as a soft knock comes from my door. "Darling? Are you ok?" A voice asks from the other side, muffled but still clear with concern. Her voice "Feeling fine." I lie loudly, not bothering to raise my head off the bed, so it comes out sounding distorted. But, now that I said that, I realize...I kind of did feel better now. But I didn't know why. 

There was just something about her, something about the ragdoll that made me want to beg with my hands on the floor for her to drag me by the arm out of these dark spiraling thoughts, to give me all her charm, to tell me I would always be hers. Inside, I was craving her, craving another hit of that, of just hearing her voice, or seeing her smile, or her touching my shoulder for a brief moment before pulling away as she remembered I didn't like being touched, even though I didn't mind being touched by her. Honestly, she was like an angel, I was crazy for her. I growl in frustration into a pillow, annoyed by my own pestering thoughts. But then suddenly, I wasn't holding a pillow, and I wasn't in my room. 

I was also currently defying the laws of gravit- 

"OMPH!" Nevermind. I wince as I hit the ground full-force on my face, the black and white tiled floor hard enough the crack my teeth, or my skull. "Pomni, are you ok?" A soft voice asks, sounding a bit startled. 

I raise my head slowly, pupils now spinning spirals as the world slowly settles back into focus. I blink hard a few times, disoriented. I had been teleported to the main area of the circus, in front of the stage, along with the other 5 people trapped in this hell with me. I slowly stand up, shaking my still-fuzzy head in an attempt to clear it and look across from me to the owner of that soft voice. "Y-yeah..." I mumble, quickly glancing away.

 "Are you su-" 

"Yeah." The ragdoll nods, but she obviously didn't believe me, because she hadn't just been asking about my fall. Her eye was filled with concern, worried over me. But why? Why would she want to waste of time on me? I look away, only to sneak another look at the beautiful doll. I don't know why I'm looking, don't know why I feel the need to stare, whenever she's near me.

 "GOODNIGHT MY SUPERSTARS!" A voice booms, making me jump. Caine materialized in the air above us all, hovering there as he beamed at us- at least I thought he did. It was hard to tell, you know with him just being...teeth. "It's noon." Jax grumbles, narrowing his sickly yellow eyes at the deranged ringmaster. "WELL THEN, GOODNOON MY SUPERSTARS!" The purple rabbit's permanent smirk shrunk in annoyance, but he didn't comment any further. "TODAYS ADVENTURE IS GOING TO BE THE BEST ONE YET!" The pair of teeth shouts. Theres a few mumbles of irritation around the room, but it settles down quickly. "TODAY, I HAVE A SPECIAL SCAVENGER HUNT PREPARED! I HAVE RELEASED ALL OF KINGERS INSECTS LOOSE INTO THE CIRCUS!" I hear Ragatha make a strangled noise in the back of her throat. "YES, RAGATHA, I MEAN ALL OF THEM! YOU MUST CATCH ALL THE INSECTS AND PUT THEM IN THE JARS I WILL GRACIOUSLY PROVIDE! THE PERSON WHO COLLECTS THE MOST INSECTS WILL GET A PRIZE!" The ringmaster proclaims. "SO GOOD LUCK, AND HAVE FUN MY LITTLE SUPERSTARS!" He disappears in a cloud of smoke. There's a moment of silence, before Jax bursts out laughing. 

"Ah, God, this will be a fun adventure!" He wheezes, glancing at the ragdoll, who's single black eye was darting around in panic, body tensed up. I cringe a little, remembering the dolls fear of centipedes. Gangle gives Ragatha a sympathetic look. "I-its ok Ragatha. I-I'm pretty sure Kinger only had a few centipedes in his collection." She whispers, the tears on her mask falling to the ground when the doll whimpers slightly. 

"I have exactly 3 centipedes!" The chess piece blurts. I yelp and flinch away from him, having not realized he was standing next to me. "Their names are Omi, Anni, and Sepa! Did you know that centipedes can climb up walls and ceilings at up to 24 miles per hour!?"  Ragatha's eye widens and her breathing hitches as her panicked gaze darted to the king piece. He blinks his wide blue eyes and he looks around, suddenly baffled. "...Where am I? Whats a fork!?!" 

I eye him nervously as Ragatha walks towards me, managing a weak smile. "Hey Pomni, do you want to look for the insects together?" She asked, seeming to have gotten a hold of herself, though she still kept glancing at the floor as she walked, looking out for the 13-legged bugs. I nod, shooting her a smile back. Of course she wanted to work with me. Over the past few weeks, we had basically become a pair, always doing adventures together, me to get them over with and Ragatha out of genuine interest. Though, I was still confused on why she wanted to stick with me and not, say, Gangle. I mean, I was assuming she had started pairing up with me because of my little mental breakdowns, but I hadn't had any for about a week (at least, not where anyone could see), so why not stick with someone else? 

"Pomni?" The concerned voice dragged me out of my thoughts, and I realized I hadn't answered the doll. "Yeah, of course!" I stutter, feeling my face begin to tingle, and getting a bit light headed. She smiles at me, and I look away quickly. 

"^!#!!" I whisper under my breath, cringing when a loud honking noise comes out instead of the swearword. Ragatha frowns at me. "Hm?" 

"Ugh, he didn't even give us the jars to catch the dumb insects with!" Zooble interrupts, saving me from having to respond to Ragatha. They cross their arms and pace a few steps, as a pile of jars appears in the air right over their head, hovering for a moment before crashing down on top of them with comedic sounds. Everyone gasps and cringes (except Jax, who laughs his ass off, and Kinger who just screams) and rushes to check on them. "I'm....fine..." The jumble of shapes insists, dragging themselves out from the pile, only to discover they were missing a leg and turning back around, digging through the now-shattered jars to find their limb and ignoring everyones offer of help. "Well... I guess we should get to finding those...bugs..." Ragatha says, voice trailing off nervously at the end. I nod and follow her, noting how tense the ragdoll was. We only walk for a few minutes before- 

"ACK!" Ragatha screeches, stumbling backwards and grabbing my arm tightly. I jump, panicked at her sudden movement and scream. "Wha-" I start to ask, before spotting the source of her distress. A spider was crawling idly along the wall near her, making it's way to God knows where. I automatically punch it, smushing it into a black stain. I shudder and try to wipe the black mark off my blue glove. I freeze when I realize the doll was still clutching my arm, almost painfully tight. "S-sorry about that Pomni..." She mumbles sheepishly. "I...thought it was a centipede..." I nod absently, staring at her hand clutching my arm. She follows the direction of my gaze, quickly letting go. "Sorry, I forgot you didn't like touch." She blurts hurriedly, rubbing her own arm awkwardly. I nod and start walking again, face heating up. She was right. Normally I despised physical contact, but this time it was...different. It still felt a bit wrong, still made me feel a bit itchy, but overall it was...nice. Honestly, I would do anything for her to just hold my arm like that, would beg with my hands on the floor. I sneak a glance at the pretty doll, feeling strangely charmed by her awkward arm-rubbing, her slow swaying gait. We walk in silence, with me subtly killing a few more insects we encountered whenever I spotted one. I knew the point of the adventure was to capture them, but we didn't have anything to trap them in, and I didn't think carrying around jars filled with bugs would help with Ragatha's fear anyways. I’m just punching another one when suddenly the lights blink off. I sigh. Of course they did. Why wouldn’t they? 

“You ok?’ I ask Ragatha, relaxing when I hear the ragdoll murmur that she was. We continue without a word. "H-hey Pomni..." She says quietly. "Hm?" "Can I ah....can I hold your hand?" She ducks her head a little as the words come out of her mouth. “I know you're not big on touch, but I keep feeling like there's centipedes crawling all over me.” The last words are barely audible.I glance over at her, barely able to make out her form in the dark. 

“...Yeah.” I say, reaching over to her. My hand hovers uncertainty near hers for a moment, before gently gripping it. I feel her flinch, it pulling away from my grasp for a moment before relaxing again. We venture forward into the darkness, taking comfort in each other's presence. 

It feels like hours before we finally reach an area of the circus where the lights are working. But on the bad side, it looked like a maze. I make a small noise of frustration in the back of my throat. “Well, at least we can see now!” The ragdoll says brightly, plastering a smile on her face. I nod as she walks forward, seeming a bit more confident now as she unintentionally drags me forward with her, still clutching my hand. I stare at her hand in mine, a bit puzzled. Why? The lights were back. She didn’t have to keep holding my hand. I just couldn’t comprehend the reason why she still wanted to hold my hand. 

She glances back at me, seemingly confused on why I wasn’t walking with her. She follows my gaze, looking at our hands. 

“You…don’t mind if I keep holding your hand, do you?” She asks. The words come out slowly, hesitant. “You don’t have to, I know you don’t like- sorry.” She says, slipping her hand from mine. 

“No!” The word passes my lips without my consent. “I mean- no, I don’t mind. You can keep holding it.” 

The doll’s eye widens in surprise, before sliding her hand back into mine. We both stare at each other before looking away, feeling my face heat up as she leads me to the beginning of the maze. Why did she want to keep holding my hand? I mean, it seemed a bit…

We were just friends.

Right?

The silence continues, though now it seemed more malevolent, pressing against me, suffocating me as I try to sort through my thoughts. 

“Pomni…”

“Hm?”

The ragdoll stops, turning towards me. “Theres…” She stops, taking a deep breath. “There's something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while- or ask, I mean.” She stumbles over her words, which was out of character for the doll. 

“Since…I mean, for a while now… We…you…” She stammers, before shaking her head violently, sighing. 

“...I like you.” She blurts. “What I’m trying to say is, I like you, as in more than a friend and-” She pauses, black eye studying me, trying to gauge my reaction. “...I just want to know if you feel the same way.” 

I freeze up, stunned. Because her words, they just confused me with the way they made all these giddy feelings bubble up, the way she wooed me. 

“But…why?” I whisper softly.

“W-what?”

I take a step back, feeling the giddy emotions being replaced with darker ones, drowning them out. 

“Why do you like me? I mean, I left you with Kaufmo that first day, I-I hurt you. You were in pain, and I just left you there.” My breathing quickens as panic fills me, confusion and misery, worthlessness and shame join in the fun, taunting me, drowning me as my voice gets louder, tears clogging my throat. Ragatha watches me with a wide eye, taking a step toward me with an arm outstretched, ready to give comfort I didn’t deserve.

“I mean, why should you even bother? I’m just a lamb left to the slaughter!” I laugh hysterically, hands rising up and tearing at the dumb hat on my head, yanking on the ends. “I’m the most fragile, the one who’s going to end up abstracting soon, SO WHY EVEN BOTHER CARING ABOUT ME?!” The last words rip themselves out of me as a scream. I pant, trying to catch my breath. “I just…don’t know why.” My legs tremble as exhaustion suddenly overwhelms me. “Could you please tell me why?” I close my eyes, letting myself slump to the floor on my knees. Tears leak from my eyes as there's a long beat of silence, broken by the sound of soft plush feet making their way towards me. I hear the sound of cloth rubbing against fabric as she sits down in front of me. 

“Just…why?” I whisper. Why would this amazing, kind, beautiful girl want me of all people? Why would she want me to be hers? The quiet stretches on, any hope I had being diminished by it. Then, suddenly, I feel plush hands on my shoulders. I open my teary eyes, lifting my head to look at this beautiful, sweet girl. She opens her mouth, but for once she doesn’t seem to know what to say. Wet pinwheel pupils stare into a wide black eye as he hands trail up from my shoulders to my face, cradling it. She wipes a tear from my cheek as she leans in slowly, hesitantly, pausing with her face just a centimeter away from mine. She hovers there for a moment, before seeming to gather every last scrap of her courage and pressing her lips to mine. 

My eyes widen in shock as soft, sweet lips make contact with mine. For a moment I’m just completely confused, all the emotions in me warring with each other. But slowly, the good feelings win, pushing out the darker, deadlier ones as I close my eyes and lean into the kiss, raising a hand to press the dolls more firmly against my cheek. I trace idle circles on the back of her hand as the kiss deepens. All too soon, it ends, both of us pulling away, breathing hard as my pulse jumps and skitters nervously. We stare at each other with shell-shocked eyes. I was already craving another kiss even though I know I don’t deserve this, as I try to shove this feeling below surface. 

“That was…” We both murmur at the same time, giggling nervously at how our voices blended together. We glance away from each other, cheeks red as I feel the need creep over me, the need for another hit of this. 

“C-couldn’t I get another kiss?” I murmur, pinwheel pupils flicking towards the doll. She just smiles and leans towards me, pulling me into her as our lips meet each other again.

Oh, how she pestered the jester,

She pestered the jester,

Pestered the jester with this.

#ragapom #buttomblossom #pomnixragatha #ragathaxpomni #tadc

[thelastdiamondpiratealchemist]

The Digital Virus

A strange digital virus has been spreading around the Amazing Digital Circus like wildfire; Pomni, the newest cast member, is unfortunate to catch it.

(This was my first TADC fanfiction.)

A strange digital virus has been spreading around the Amazing Digital Circus like wildfire; Pomni, the newest cast member, is unfortunate to catch it.

Pomni walks by herself down the red carpet hallway; she soon grunts to herself, her head feeling suddenly fuzzy, and well… It’s a little glitchy, too.

As Pomni continues down the hallway, her glitching intensifies. Her footsteps become unpredictable, causing her to stumble and trip over her feet. She tries to regain control, but her limbs move uncontrollably as if puppeteered by an invisible force.

Her voice, now distorted beyond recognition, emits incomprehensible sounds. It fluctuates between high-pitched squeals and deep, guttural tones. The once melodic and enchanting voice that captivated audiences now fills the air with an eerie cacophony.

She squeaks as she covers her mouth with her hands, her eyes turning into dark squiggles. Was she finally Abstracting?!

Did she finally lose her mind enough to turn into that monster that Kofmo turned into?

“Pomni?” a familiar voice, Ragatha, called out to the Jester girl. Pomni clears her throat and slaps herself across the face, halting her glitching.

“Heeey, Ragatha…Good morning?” Pomni lop smiled as she let out a nervous laugh.

“Pomni… what’s happening to you? Are you alright?” Ragatha gives Pomni a concerned look, her eyes scanning the glitching jester.

Pomni tries to sound cheerful despite her distress, but her voice still wavers in pitch.

“Oh, you know how it is, Ragatha. Just a little digital hiccup, nothing to worry about!” She quickly stifles another glitch as her arm twitches involuntarily.

“Are you okay? You seem a little nervous?” Ragatha arches her eyebrow, and Pomni throws up her hands in response.

“I’m fine!” Pommi laughed awkwardly. She looks over her shoulder while she tries to think of a lie or something, “I think I can hear Caine calling me, so uh…See you later!”

Pomni ran off before Ragatha could say another word; the red yarn-haired doll curled her lips into a frown as she placed her hands on her hips.

“She’s being more paranoid than usual,” she shakes her head.

Ragatha decides to follow Pomni at a distance, concern filling her heart. As she trails behind, Ragatha notices Pomni’s glitches becoming even more pronounced. Pomni’s step creates a wave-like distortion in the air around her, causing flowers to bloom and wither in rapid succession.

Ragatha quickens her pace, determined to catch up and offer her help. But as she reaches a corner, Pomni disappears. Confused, Ragatha looks around, only to find an empty hallway. Panic starts to creep into her thoughts, and she wonders where Pomni could have gone so suddenly.

“Pomni, wait!” She called out, and she looked around at her surroundings.

Just as Ragatha is about to call out for Pomni again, she hears a faint giggle from a nearby door labeled “Janitor’s Closet.” Curiosity getting the better of her, Ragatha approaches the door and slowly pushes it open, revealing a sight beyond her wildest imagination.

Inside the closet, she finds Pomni surrounded by a swirling vortex of glitched code. Her limbs move in an erratic dance, pixelating and reshaping with each movement. Pomni’s once vibrant color scheme flickers, shifting between saturated hues and monochrome tones.

“You’re not ‘Okay’…” Ragatha pointed out, making Pomni flush pink slightly.

She was never a good liar.

“I…I don’t know what’s happening…” Pomni admitted, looking at her glitching hands.

“I…Sorta do, we get ‘sick’ sometimes around here,” Ragatha admitted.

“How? We don’t have to sleep, eat, or anything else!”

“Well, it’s more like a ‘virus’ corrupting your code… That’s what Caine said anyway,” Ragatha further explained.

“But why me? Why now?” Pomni asked, her voice trembling with fear.

“I don’t know, Pomni. Viruses can be unpredictable. Maybe it’s just bad luck.” Agatha sighed, a solemn expression on her face.

“I don’t want to be like Kofmo,” she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. “I don’t want to turn into a monster.” Pomni’s glitching intensified, the vortex growing more prominent and more chaotic. She felt like she was losing control over her own body.

“We won’t let that happen. We’ll find a way to fix this, Pomni. We’ll find a cure.” Ragatha placed a comforting hand on Pomni’s shoulder.

“Thank you, Agatha.” Pomni looked into Ragatha’s eyes, finding solace in her friend’s determination.

After a half hour searching, Caine and his assistant, Bubble, came to visit his Cast; he was taken by surprise seeing Pomni’s body glitching.

“Huh…I wasn’t expecting to see this!” He exclaimed. Pomni winced at how loud the “chattering teeth man’s” voice could be, “My dear Pomni…You have quite the virus!”

“Can you help me?” Pomni asks, her eyes turning into squiggles again.

“….”

“I don’t like that silence,” poor Pomni shuttered.

Caine scratches his chin, deep in thought. Bubble, his assistant, stands by his side, analyzing the glitched code swirling around Pomni.

“I’m afraid this virus is unlike anything I’ve seen before,” Caine finally responds, his voice sad. “But fear not, Pomni. We will find a way to fix this! You need a little TLC!”

“TLC?” Pomni and Ragatha exchanged glances.

“Tender, love, and care!” Caine points out three fingers from his hand, his right hand briefly detaching from his wrist. Caine continues, “You see, viruses in the digital world can be quite tricky to combat, but with the right approach and care, we can help you recover.”

“But we should confine you to your living quarters so this virus won’t spread!” Caine added, “We don’t want a pandemic to break loose!”

“N-No…I guess not,” Pomni nodded, feeling relief and sadness at being isolated, but she understood the importance of containing the virus.

Ragatha, seeing the conflict in Pomni’s eyes, placed a hand on her friend’s shoulder. “We’ll be here for you, Pomni. We’ll visit you daily and ensure you’re not alone.”

Pomni’s glitching intensified momentarily but gradually calmed down as a small smile formed on her pixelated face.

After Pomni returned to her room, she lay quietly on her bed, her body and voice still glitching wildly; she decided to close her eyes as she tried to get some “sleep.”

Eventually, she found herself walking up, Caine’s face only inches apart from her face; Pomni yelps as she falls out from her bed and lands flat on her back as she grunts.

“Oof!” She grunts, rubbing her backside before sitting on her knees. She then realized the Ring Leader was dressed in a nurse’s outfit.

Pomni felt even more of the color draining down her face once she noticed two balls shoved down the nurse’s dress resembling a woman’s breasts, mainly because of how large they were.

“Why are you dressed like that…?” Pomni asked, hesitating, wishing what she saw was a “Digital Hallucination.”

Caine chuckles softly, adjusting the nurse’s hat on his head.

“Oh, this old thing? I thought I’d cheer you up in your recovery process, my dear Pomni! Laughter is the best medicine!” He reaches out a hand to help her up from the floor. Pomni takes his hand, still feeling uneasy about the situation.

“I suppose so, but isn’t a nurse’s outfit a little… unconventional?” Pomni blushes and looks away, flustered by the Ring Leader’s peculiar outfit choice.

Caine shrugs and adjusts the nurse’s cap on his head.

“Well, sometimes unconventional methods are necessary when it comes to viruses. Plus, it will make you feel better, my dear.” He said.

“Alright, if you say so, Caine. Just promise me one thing – no more surprises like this, okay?” Pomni couldn’t help but smile nervously despite her embarrassment.

“No promises there!” Caine laughs as he adjusts his red ball “boobs,” Pomni clears her throat again, wondering why Caine placed them there in the first place.

Caine had also placed a pillow onto his backside, making his glutes look bigger than it was.

Pomni’s body glitches out before she can speak again, her voice changing to a higher pitch.

Caine’s eyes widen with amusement as Pomni’s glitching continues.

“Oh, my dear Pomni, you’re quite the entertainer even in your glitched state! Maybe we should incorporate this into your act at the circus!” He chuckles, twirling his nurse’s hat on his finger.

“I…uh… I’m not sure about that, Caine. It’s a little embarrassing, you know?” Pomni blushes, unsure how to feel about being a spectacle even when she’s glitching, “Can you help me feel better? Is there a pill, vaccine maybe…?”

“I don’t know what those are,” Caine admitted, Pomni groaned inertly, “Bubble?”

“Yeah, Boss?” Bubble appears, wearing a stethoscope around its neck.

“Let me barrow you ‘Heart Hearing Device.’” Caine added that placing the stethoscope’s earpieces into his nonexistent ears, he took the cold metallic diagram and placed it against Pomni’s heart, but it was facing backward; the “bell” was pressed against Pomni’s chest.

“Pomni, I can’t hear your heartbeat!” Caine exclaimed, Pomni winches, “There must be something w-.”

“It’s backward, Caine,” Pomni quickly interrupted, pointing her red gloved hand at the stethoscope, her anxiety almost bubbling.

Caine blinks, realizing his mistake. Caine blushes deeply, realizing his mistake; he quickly adjusts the stethoscope, placing the smooth part of the diagram against Pomni’s chest. He closes his eyes and listens intently, trying to hear any irregularities in her heartbeat.

This time, he hears the faint but steady sound of her heartbeat.

“Ah, there we go!” Caine exclaims, his face brightening; he places the stethoscope onto different parts of Pomni’s chest.

“Caine…H-“ Pomni was cut off by Caine’s hand covering her mouth; she let out a small squeak,

“My dear Pomni, you just need to relax and let me do my job,” Caine says with a mischievous smile. Pomni’s glitching intensifies as she tries to speak but is unable to. Caine removes his hand and looks at her with an eyebrow raised.

“What were you going to say, Pomni?” he asks, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Pomni blushes and looks away, not sure if she should continue. But with a deep breath, she gathers her courage and speaks up.

“I…I think it would be best if you took your hand off my mouth, Caine,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

Caine’s eyes widen in realization, and he quickly removes his hand, a sheepish expression on his face.

Meanwhile:

“So, Newbie has a virus? I knew it.” Jax rolled his eyes as Ragatha explained the situation.

“Yeah, people get sick, Jax!” Ragatha pouted, “And we need to be careful; there is a chance of this virus spreading to all of us!”

“Please don’t say that!” Kinger coward, clutching his hands together, visibly shaken by the thought, Kinger looked around anxiously as if expecting the virus to manifest in front of him suddenly.

“Don’t worry, Kinger. We’re all in this together. We’ll find a way to stop the virus from spreading and ensure everyone stays safe.” Ragatha placed a reassuring hand on Kinger’s shoulder.

“And how do you propose we do that? We’re just circus performers, not scientists.” Jax crossed his arms and looked skeptical.

“How do we know you don’t have it?” Gangle asks Ragatha nervously.

“I don’t, only time will tell…” Ragatha admitted, watching Kinger and Gangle panic as Jax remained calm and Zooble, well, remained like…Zooble… “This is gonna be a long day…”

Back with Caine and Pomni:

Caine tried everything he could to cure Pomni’s virus, watching as her body glitched again.

“Agh…!” Pomni felt pain briefly shooting across her small frame; Caine thought for a moment.

“Since laughter is sometimes the best medicine, maybe….” Caine began to suggest.

“N-No tickling, Caine.” Pomni shakes her head. Caine secretly places a feather back into his back pocket, smirking mischievously.

“Who said anything about tickling?” Caine replied innocently, his eyes gleaming with amusement, knowing his secret attack failed as Pomni arched her eyebrow.

“So…The virus started this morning, correct?” Caine asks.

“Yeah…”

“I think I figured it out!” Caine snaps his fingers.

“You do?! What is it?!” Pomni asked, her voice breaking. She covers her mouth with her hands, her lower half glitching and sparking.

“You’re new here.” Caine said, “So… You’re not as immune like the others.”

“But why would being new make me more susceptible to the virus?” she asks, her voice filled with confusion and concern. Pomni nods, her glitching intensifying as she tries to control her body.

“Well, you see, Pomni, the longer you’ve been in the digital circus, the more you become acclimatized to the viruses that float around here. It’s sort of like building up an immunity.” Caine sighs and rubs his chin, deep in thought.

“So, because I’m still new and my code is not quite adapted, the virus was able to affect me more severely?” Pomni’s eyes widen, a glimmer of understanding in her glitching gaze.

“Exactly. Your code hasn’t fully integrated with the circus yet, so it’s more vulnerable to outside influences like this virus. But I’ll figure out a way to help you, Pomni. I won’t let this keep you down.” Caine nods.

“Thank you, Caine. I appreciate your help and support.” Pomni smiles gratefully, the glitching in her voice momentarily subsiding.

“Of course, my dear Pomni. We’re a family at the Amazing Digital Circus and stick together through thick and thin!” Caine returns her smile, his eyes filled with determination.

Before Pomni could speak again, her body glitched and shook violently, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. Caine quickly rushes to her side, his nurse’s outfit slightly disheveled.

“Pomni! Are you alright?” Caine asks with worry, helping her back up.

“I… I don’t know,” Pomni stutters, her glitching worsening by the second. “It’s getting harder to control.”

Caine furrows his brows, pondering possible solutions. Suddenly, an idea sparks in his mind.

“Bubble! Bring me the Debugging Tool!” Caine calls out to his assistant, who quickly scurries off to retrieve the requested object.

“T-■e w◇h♤?” Pomni couldn’t even speak anymore; her eyes widened with fear.

Caine rushes to Pomni’s side, a determined look in his eyes. He gently takes her hand in his and tries to calm her down.

“Don’t worry, Pomni. We’ll figure this out,” he reassures her. “The Debugging Tool is a special device that can scan and analyze your code. It might be able to pinpoint the source of the virus and help us find a way to stop it.”

As Bubble returns with the Debugging Tool, Caine takes it from him and examines Pomni’s glitched code. He connects the device to her digital interface and begins the scanning process.

Pomni watches with anxiety and hope as Caine works diligently to analyze her code. The glitching starts to subside slightly, giving her a small glimmer of relief.

After what feels like an eternity, Caine finally finishes the scanning process. He disconnects the Debugging Tool and looks at the results, his expression turning serious.

“Pomni, it seems this virus is deeply embedded in your code,” he explains. “It will take some time and effort to delete it.”

Pomni’s heart sinks at the news, but she remains determined. She nods and takes a deep breath.

"I u♡ders♧and, Ca€ne. Wha《eve● it ta×es, I w*n| to get r^d of this virus,” she says.

Caine smiles a mix of pride and compassion in his eyes. He pats Pomni’s hand gently, offering her reassurance.

“That’s the spirit, Pomni. We’ll work together to find a way to eliminate this virus and restore you to your full potential.” Caine’s voice is calm and comforting, instilling a sense of hope in Pomni’s glitching heart.

“I hope this virus doesn’t spread to the others,” Pomni thinks.

“Caine, don’t you dare tickle me!” She snapped, feeling something tease under her left arm.

“Alright, no tickling, I promise. We’ll focus on finding a solution instead.” Caine chuckles mischievously but holds up his hands in mock surrender.

Thank you, Caine. I trust you’ll do whatever it takes to help me.” Pomni lets out a sigh of relief, her glitching calming down slightly. “Can we do it now…?”

Caine nods and starts planning out a treatment plan for Pomni. With Bubble’s assistance, they gather various tools and programs that might help resolve the virus. Caine explains his approach to Pomni, ensuring her trust in him.

They begin by executing a diagnostic program on Pomni’s code, scanning for anomalies or corrupted segments. The program reveals several areas of her code infected by the virus, causing glitches and instability.

Caine and Bubble work to isolate the infected code and develop a specialized antivirus program. They carefully inject the program into Pomni’s code, targeting and neutralizing the virus.

As the antivirus program runs, Pomni’s glitches diminish, and her movements become more controlled. Her voice returns to its normal melodic tone, and her color rapidly returns.

“How do you feel?” Caine asks,

His eyes filled with anticipation.

Pomni takes a moment to assess herself, a glimmer of hope in her glitching gaze.

“I… I feel better,” she says, a genuine smile forming. “The glitches are subsiding, and I feel more stable. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Pomni. I’m glad we were able to make progress. But it’s not over yet. We must continue monitoring your code and ensuring the virus doesn’t resurface.” Caine smiles warmly at Pomni’s response, relieved to see her improving.

Pomni touches the sides of her face, pushing her fingers into her cheeks, feeling the familiar smooth texture. She takes a deep breath, savoring the relief of being free from the virus’s grip.

“Now that we have eliminated the virus, it’s time to strengthen your defenses,” Caine says, his tone determined. “We’ll update your security protocols and install firewalls to prevent future attacks.”

“How do you expect to do that?” Pomni asks, curiosity evident in her glitch-free voice.

Caine leans back in his chair, taking a moment to think before responding.

“We’ll start by analyzing the virus itself,” he says. “We’ll dissect its code and understand how it was able to infiltrate your system. From there, we can create stronger defenses and fortify your digital walls.”

Pomni nods, understanding the seriousness of the situation. She knows that she could be vulnerable to future attacks without proper defenses.

Caine continues, “We’ll also implement regular security updates and conduct periodic scans to ensure your system remains clean and protected. Additionally, I’ll educate you on potential warning signs and safe coding practices to minimize the risk of future infections.”

“Will I have more virus in the future?” Pomni asks worriedly.

“Yes, it happens to even the best of us!” Caine crossed his arms onto his chest, his false ball breasts bursting at the pressure.

Caine quickly puts his arms back down, realizing his mistake. He clears his throat and continues, trying to ignore the awkward moment.

“Well, there’s always a possibility of encountering viruses in the digital circus, Pomni,” he explains. “But with the strengthened defenses and your increased understanding of safe coding practices, we can minimize the risk. And if any viruses sneak in, we’ll be prepared to identify and eliminate them quickly.”

“I understand,” Pomni nodded, trying to focus on the situation, ignoring Caine’s false chest bursting.

“Anyway…I will let you rest now. When you feel 100 percent, join the others on your next Adventure.” Caine spoke, quickly teleporting from Pomni’s room.

Pomni watches as Caine disappears, feeling a mix of gratitude and anticipation. She knows that she still has a long way to go before fully recovering, but with Caine’s help, she feels hopeful. She takes a moment to relax and let her glitching subside, feeling the relief of being virus-free.

As she lies in her digital bed, Pomni thinks about the future. She knows that she needs to strengthen her defenses and be more vigilant in protecting herself from viruses.

She’s determined to learn more about safe coding practices and stay updated on the latest security protocols. She doesn’t want to let another virus bring her down again.

With renewed determination, Pomni closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep, knowing she’s in good hands with Caine and the Amazing Digital Circus. She looks forward to the day when she can join the others on their adventures with a more vital, virus-free code and a brighter, glitching less future ahead.

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[anonymousj3ster]

Chapter 4- White Rabbit

I smirk as I saunter around the circus, giving Gangle a wave as I pass her.

"Nice comedy mask you made yourself, Crybaby!" I call over my shoulder as I walk. The bunch of ribbons gives me an uncertain smile. "...Thanks!...?" She says. My smirk widens. I couldn't wait to break that mask later. I twist my head around to look at Zooble and Pomni. The jester was sitting criss-cross, leaning up against a oversized block, drawing in a notebook she had found. The jumble of parts was lounging on top of the block and peering at the notebook, seeming interested in whatever Pomni was sketching. I stride a bit closer.

"-pretty good." Zooble was saying. Pomni glances up at them, eyes wide in mild surprise. "Thanks." She mumbles, turning her attention back to the notebook, the pencil in her gloved hand dragging across the paper.

"What are you losers up to?" I drawl, reaching for the notebook. The jester clutches it to her chest, her colorful eyes stabbing into me. "Just drawing." She bites out. "Well, I wanna see." I say. I mostly was just doing this for a reaction, since her and Zooble were the easiest ones to piss off in the Circus, but a small part of me was genuinely interested in what the short girl was sketching. I reach out again, snatching it this time.

"Jax!" Pomni snaps, jumping to her feet to grab it back. I grin and hold it teasingly above her hea!, just out of reach. She jumps up for it a few times, before stopping and just glaring at me, crossing her arms. I chuckle at her, before actually looking at the drawing. My eyes widen as I become mildly impressed. It was an almost finished drawing of Zooble and Gangle sitting together on the stage. It was surprisingly good. The jester had managed to capture the uncaring nature of Zooble in the way their leg was slung over the edge of the stage, the other stretched out in front of them, one hand raised as though they were speaking. Gangle was only partly drawn, only her happy mask, but somehow Pomni had managed to make the mask look reflective in the picture, though it was only drawn with a normal pencil. I flip through the pages, thoroughly enthralled now. There were drawings of Ragatha, of Kinger, Bubble, even Caine. And, of course, the exit door. I quickly flip past those pictures, ignoring the squirmy feeling in my gut. I was about to throw the notebook onto a high pile of junk so Pomni would never be able to get it, when something catches my attention. Drawings of a tall rabbit, smirking as though he didn't care about anything, as though he was hiding a million secrets and wasn't planning on telling anyone. Like he had the perfect words to piss someone off, but was waiting for just the right moment to say them, waiting for the target of his bullshit to be on the verge of snapping. Relaxed postur@, wide smirk, small pupils and faded overalls. I stare at the pictures of me for a heartbeat before snapping out of it and hurling the notebook into the pile of junk.

"Not bad, PomPom." I drawl, striding away and smirking at the sounds of annoyance I left in my wake.

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It had taken me a full 20 minutes to climb the pile of junk to get my notebook back, but I had done it. I grin and hold it up triumphantly, like it was a trophy, before cautiously beginning my descent. I make it about 2% down the pile before I slip and plummet to the black and white checkered floor, the impact knocking the wind out of me. I groan, staying still for a moment.

"Pomni! Are you ok?" Gangle asks, hurrying to my side. Zooble had left after Jax's stunt, wishing me luck on getting my notebook b#ck.

"I think I'm fine." I say, slowly sitting up and wincing at the already receding pain. "I...think I'm gonna go to my room." I mumble, standing. Gangle gives me a slightly worried look.

"...Ok." She says, watching with with blank black eyes. I sigh and start walking toward the direction of my room, before pausing. Did I really want to go back there? Back to the claustrophobic prison of red and blue? I look over my shoulder. Gangle wasn't anywhere to be found, probably having left to find Zooble. I glance at the entrance of the tent, suddenly wondering what was out there. I had of course been out of the tent a few times searching for an exit, but I hadn't really looked at any of the locations, hadn't really processed what anything looked like. I step out of the tent, squinting at the bright daylight. I look left and right. To the right was the long path to the Digital Lake, and to the left was the Digital Carnival.

After a moments pondering, I decide to go left. I frown at the too-bright grass, kicking a few pebbles and rocks that I found along the winding path. It all felt too happy, too positive. I glance at the carnival and want to vomit. The carnival was surrounded by small plastic rainbows, with a tall slide, Ferris wheel, and a small assortment of tents within it's perimeter. I punch a rainbow, growling softly as I walk in. I make a beeline for one of the tents. It was small, striped blue and white. But it seemed the least nauseatingly cheerful, so I step inside. I blink, rubbing my eyes. It seemed a lot bigger on the inside. And...not tent-like at all. In fact, it seemed like a normal room. The walls were not the walls of a tent, but were completely solid like the walls of a house. They were a comforting dark blue, and there were random gadgets and screens thrown everywhere. I pick one up, frowning, before something rectangular and re$ catches my attention. An exit door? My head snaps up-but it's just a normal door. I stare at it for a moment, before a loud noise suddenly grabs my attention.

I flinch. It sounded like it was coming from outside the tent. I slowly walk out, my eyes snapping from side to side trying to identify the source of the sound. It was high-pitched, almost a hum. I slowly creep toward the direction it was coming from. It becomes louder and louder with each step I take, until I stand in front of the source. It was a cotton-candy machine. I slink a bit closer, peering into the bowl where the sugar was supposed to be poured. My eyes widen. Inside was a small, light purple creature. Bubble. The AI pet was munching on the spun sugar, making a high-pitched humming noise of joy with each bite. I watch, entranced for a moment. The bubble turns a little, looking for more cotton candy to eat, and sees me. We both don't make a single movement, as though frightened of startling the other. Then Bubble shoots out of the machine like a cannon from a rocket, zooming past me.

"Hey!" I shout, spinning around to chase him. I hadn't seen him since the day Caine had disappeared. Did he know where he is? What was happening? The small bubble dashes into the tent I had just been in. I rush in a second later, watching as he phases through the door I had been puzzling over just minutes before. I've got you now, I think to myself, racing for the door after the normally cheerful nuisance. But instead of going through it like Bubble had, I slam into it at breakneck speed, falling backwards. My last though before I lose consciousness is fuck.

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