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Wow, imagine a carnival in Sunnydale being run by demonic clowns. Anyone else surprised in the way that is not? You know, because we needed something else to deal with along with Stone and his armortastic vampire squad. Keep the wacky fun coming!
There've been a lot more disappearances around town, and of course we thought it was because of the tons of extra demons running around. But no. Xan took Maddie over there one night, and he saw a guy from his construction office - a guy he thought was probably some vamp's dinner by now - working in the carnival. Even creepier, the guy wouldn't talk to him and acted like he didn't know who he was, but Xander said it wasn't like he didn't want to. It was more like he couldn't.
The two of us decided we'd better talk to our favorite Watcher guy, and we got the gang together for researchy goodness at the Magic Box. We put all of our massive brainpower together and decided it was probably the carnival boss, because ewwww, you wanna talk about slick? I think a vat of vaseline would be less greasy. So we all went out to the carnival to get our Scoob-ness on - me, Xander, Giles, Will and Tara. Oh, and we stopped by the crypt and grabbed Spike. He's always willing to go anyplace where he might be able to get into a fight. Go figure. I was way glad he came along, because he's the one who noticed Tara wasn't with us, and tracked her down to guess where? Back behind a tent where she'd been grabbed by a clown.
I knew there was a reason I didn't like clowns. Never could finish that stupid Stephen King book.
So we totally got to kick some clown ass. It was strangely satisfying. These demony clowns were using the energy from the people they grabbed and forced to work for them. Kinda draining them in a non-bloody way. We found out they were going from town to town doing their energy draining, using and throwing away like a soda can thing with people. Spike got his fight and the rest of us got to do our good deed for the week. Go, Team Us!
But, guess who else I saw at the carnival? Somebody who was supposed to be safely at home finishing up her math homework, somebody who wasn't supposed to be at a carnival at midnight without me knowing where she was? Yep. My sister, who is about to have the smackdown laid on her juvenile delinquent, glowy-key-type ass as soon as I figure out an appropriate punishment.
There've been a lot more disappearances around town, and of course we thought it was because of the tons of extra demons running around. But no. Xan took Maddie over there one night, and he saw a guy from his construction office - a guy he thought was probably some vamp's dinner by now - working in the carnival. Even creepier, the guy wouldn't talk to him and acted like he didn't know who he was, but Xander said it wasn't like he didn't want to. It was more like he couldn't.
The two of us decided we'd better talk to our favorite Watcher guy, and we got the gang together for researchy goodness at the Magic Box. We put all of our massive brainpower together and decided it was probably the carnival boss, because ewwww, you wanna talk about slick? I think a vat of vaseline would be less greasy. So we all went out to the carnival to get our Scoob-ness on - me, Xander, Giles, Will and Tara. Oh, and we stopped by the crypt and grabbed Spike. He's always willing to go anyplace where he might be able to get into a fight. Go figure. I was way glad he came along, because he's the one who noticed Tara wasn't with us, and tracked her down to guess where? Back behind a tent where she'd been grabbed by a clown.
I knew there was a reason I didn't like clowns. Never could finish that stupid Stephen King book.
So we totally got to kick some clown ass. It was strangely satisfying. These demony clowns were using the energy from the people they grabbed and forced to work for them. Kinda draining them in a non-bloody way. We found out they were going from town to town doing their energy draining, using and throwing away like a soda can thing with people. Spike got his fight and the rest of us got to do our good deed for the week. Go, Team Us!
But, guess who else I saw at the carnival? Somebody who was supposed to be safely at home finishing up her math homework, somebody who wasn't supposed to be at a carnival at midnight without me knowing where she was? Yep. My sister, who is about to have the smackdown laid on her juvenile delinquent, glowy-key-type ass as soon as I figure out an appropriate punishment.