What if Hugo stayed with the outcasts for a while? Sound good?

The art better be there or I'm getting Hugo's axe.. -_-

Hugo may or may not be my favorite..

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Fear had looked out the window with a lifted brow. "What's she doing this time?" He asks himself .

His creator had been sitting on the front porch for waiting for the past two hours. He wasn't sure why.. Normally she'd be in her office playing video games.

"Vwhat are you doing?" Hallow's voice catches the spider off guard, Fear turns his head with a scowl.

"Warn me next time. I could have attacked you!" The spider hisses, turning back to the window.

"Sorry! But..vwhat are you doing?" He asks. "You're not usually awake this time of day."

"Its noon. Why are you even awake?" Fear asks, eyes never leaving the window.

"Ehh. I smelled cinnamon. Kind of reminds me of when I used to work for that carnival back in Russia." Hallow admits, with a shrug of his shoulders.

"You mean elephant ears? Never mind that.. Artsy has been waiting on.. Something. Its odd to see her out of the house."

"Did the mail come yet?" Hallow lifts a brow. "She could be waiting on a package or something."

"Asher got the mail when he got off work."

The vampire shrugs his shoulders. "Ehh who knows. I'll see you down stairs okay? I'm gonna see what Cupid's making."

"You do that.." Fear trails off, squinting as a small red car pulls up in the driveway. It was a two door little electric car.

Once it parks, their creator smiles and jogs over to the car with a skip in her step.

Fear's eyes widen slightly at Tue massive form that had ducked out of the car. Dressed in vibrant reds, yellows, and stripes.

He cracks a smile. "This should be interesting.."

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"Vwhy the corn dogs?"

"I don't know. Mom wanted me to make carnival food for some reason. I'll admit, it does bring back good memories of the fair!" Cupid giggles, taking a bite of one of the cupcakes he had just put icing on. "I thought the star sprinkles would be a nice touch!"

"Heh. Anything you do is a nice touch." Hallow winks.

"Hallow. Shut up." Cupid's cheeks flush as he tosses a small bucket of cotton candy at the bat.

"Hey shitheads. Ma wants you both in the living room, there's someone she wants us to meet." Lockheart pokes his head into the kitchen.

"Alright!" Cupid removes his apron and quickly runs out of the kitchen, his cheeks still a strawberry pink.

"Fine." Hallow rolls his eyes, hopping off the kitchen counter to follow the horned angel out of the kitchen.

"Move your pumpkin ass." Lockheart huffs, his patients running thin.

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Hallow sat down next to Asher on the couch. Cupid on his other side, Fear in the recliner and Lockheart on the armrest.

Artsy stood in front of them with a smile on her face. "So guys, you know I've been working on a few things. And.. One of those things is here! And he'll be staying here while the fair is in town! So a whole week!" She claps her hands.

"Great.. What's this dude about? Lemme guess, killer scorpion? Someone on fire? Machine guns?" Lockheart asks.

"No. But thanks for the ideas! Nah, this guy is normal. He's not a hybrid, but he's.. Not all there?" She tries to explain. "Basically he makes Amour look sane."

"...why do you always have to make the weird ones?" Asher asks her, propping his legs up on the coffee table.

"Because it would be boring if you were all normal, sweet and cute. Besides, I love the crazy ones." Artsy snickers, stepping aside. "And I think you're gonna like him."

As she steps aside a tall bulky skeleton steps out, ducking his head under the doorway as he enters the living room.

He was only an inch or two taller than Asher. His giant top hat made him seem even taller. He wore a red velvet ring leader's coat with a deep blue under vest, striped ripped pants and black leather boots with a harlequin pattern down the sides.

His face showed off massive teeth, stained with a reddish tint. And.. Was that makeup? His left eye was a little lazier than the other one. Both being yellow with a crazy gleam in them.

He tipped his hat to the group and smiled brightly as someone could with weapons for teeth.

"Greetings my fellow gentle monsters! I am Hugo Hitchcock the ringmaster of the Twisted Carn-evil! Hehehehahah!" He snickers, doing a quick bow.

"...Why are all the pretty ones so f*cking crazy?" Lockheart mutters. "Look at this freak show-"

"Aww thanks bucko! Hehehehah! I take that as a compliment!" Hugo cackles. "And who may you be? Ya ma told me all about cha!"

"I'm Cupid! God of love, its nice to meet you!" Cupid was the first one to walk up to him, holding his hand out.

"Heheheh. You look like cotton candy.. I wonder if you'd taste like it." Hugo tilts his head.

Cupid's eyes widen, and he quickly backs away. "Uh huh I.. I hope you enjoy your stay! Heh heh.. Heh.."

Hallow wraps his arm around the angel's shoulder. "I'm Hallow, Halloween incarnate."

"Ooh.. Colorful. I love your makeup, makes ya almost look like a carny." Hugo grins.

Hallow lifts a brow. "Uh.. This isn't makeup. The stripes are a birthmark I get from my dad.. Thanks though?.."

Asher is the next one to smile at the tall skeleton. "I'm Asher Howler. K9 unit."

"She didn't mention a furry. You know coppers are fun, but its more fun running from them." Hugo smirks.

"I'm not a-.. What." Asher lifts a brow.

"I am Fear. The only one with a brain in this household." Fear shoves the werewolf aside.

Hugo bends down the the spiders level. "Heh, I think I knew ya mother. Its too bad she ate my best performer, but he's been replaced."

Fear narrows his eyes.

Lockheart crosses his arms. "The name's Lockheart, don't f*ck with me and I won't f*ck with you."

Hugo returns to his full height, resting his hands in his coat pockets. "Pfft. Its laughable how you think can be intimidating and edgy when you're so tiny. Hahha!" He snickers.

Lockheart's eye twitches. "I don't have to take that shit from an idiot wearing lipstick!"

"Try me. Anyone who has, hasn't lived long enough to do so. And.. Its not lipstick, its what's left of my last assistant! Pfft ahahahahah!" Hugo cackles.

Lockheart hisses angrily before Artsy bumps him with her hip. "Okay, break it up boys. Hugo I'll show you to your room." She takes his hand and leads the husky skeleton up the stairs.

"That guys a d*ck smack." The fallen angel growls.

"..I think I'm gonna have nightmares." Cupid shivers.

"I'm not leaving my room while he's here." Fear mutters.

"I'm going to check if he has a criminal record." Asher says, taking out his cell phone.

"I think he's cool!" Hallow shrugs with a smile.

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"Hey guys I've got a joke for ya!" Hugo teleports into the sun room, confetti fluttering off off him.

Cupid jumps in surprise. "A warning would be nice!"

"Why don't cannibals eat clowns? Because they taste funny!" Hugo chuckles.

"What the f*ck is wrong with you?" Lockheart asks with his signature scowl.

"Lots of things! You really need a since of humor, no one likes a Debbie downer!" Hugo warns him, wagging a finger.

"And you need a straight jacket."

Cupid's eyes widen. "Lockheart! Stop it! He's our guest!"

"Oh please, what's he gonna do-"

An axe flies passed his face, piercing into the wall just an inch from his head.

"What the f*cking shit bitch!" Lockheart curses, his eyes wide as his gaze meets the glowing eyes of the ringleader.

"..watch your tone bucko. Next time, I won't miss." The fun-isher turns on his heel and trudges down the hallway.

"Cupid."

"What?"

"If I was human I'm pretty sure I would have just shit my pants."

"Gross!"

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"Soo.. Hugo what's your favorite snack?" Hallow asks, trying to make small talk with the psycho next to him.

"People."

"Me to- what?" Hallow lifts a brow.

"I said cotton candy." Hugo grins.

"No you did not!"

"That's what you think." The ringleader chuckles.

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"Do you have any idea how many people have died at those carnivals?" Asher asks, with wide eyes.

"So?" Hugo tilts his head.

"What is wrong with you?"

"I've been asked that my entire life, and all I know is that it runs in the family." Hugo shrugs his shoulders, petting the axe's blade in his hand.

Hugo suddenly grins. "You would make an excellent fur rug."

Asher quickly darts out of the room. "Nope! Nope! Nope!"

"C'mon it won't hurt a bit! Heheheheh hahahahah!"

How long was this psycho going to stay with them? A week?

Well... Luckily half of them are immortal!

End!

I adore Hugo, just as much as I love Funtime Freddy. :3