The Amazing Digital Circus oneshot collection

by NoriStolitzV1

Summary:

I was bored so I made this for all my favourite ships :3

Chapter 1: Content Page

Crap that I’m gonna write

 

Romantic:

-Ribbun

-Showtime

-Abstragedy

-Funnybunny

-Bunnydoll

-Abstractdoll

 

Platonic

-Any of the characters together :D

 

Content Warning:

-Censored/Uncensored swearing

-Mild Sexual Implications(Maybe)

-References to God

-Reference to alcohol or substance use

-Jax

 

Rules for the Request Box(PLEASE FOLLOW)

-Do not request on anywhere but the content page. Otherwise I won’t do your request.

-Please note that it takes quite a while to write these. Oneshots are posted once a month on every month but September, November and December.

-Oneshots are posted twice on November and December. Nothing will be available on September due to exam preparations.

-I seek all of your cooperation and I’ll try to pump out the Oneshots on time.

 

 

Chapter 2: None is Fair in Love and Baseball(Part 1)

Notes:

Ship:Bunnydoll(Jax x Ragatha)

Type:
-Angst
-Bit of comedy in between because episode 5’s supposedly the silly before the storm
-Slight comfort
-Episode 5 prediction(But with Bunnydoll romance)

The rest of the oneshot will come out later this month

"Mhm..."

 

 

"Horseradish sauce...big...greeny...plant..."

 

 

As Ragatha's drunken ramblings echoed throughout the lounge, the digital circus's resident purple rabbit could only look on with a dismissive sneer, barely containing the urge to pull on his stretchy, digital bunny ears.

 

 

God, how has that motherf***ing stupid sauce not worn off by now?

 

 

He looked around. Clearly, he wasn't the only one who was almost about done with Ragatha's bullsh**.

 

 

Zoobie's eye was subtly twitching, Ribbons slightly shuffled herself to put a distance between herself and the drunken dolly. 

 

 

Kinger, well, he wasn't bothered in the slightest. One of the perks of being insane, he guessed.

 

 

Pomni, on the other hand, surprised Jax.

 

Sure, she seemed unsettled, a wince gracing her face. However, this type of wince was less of a 'i'm scared of her', and more like, 'Is she okay'. Though, from the looks of...ugh...Spudsy's...the traumatized jester seemed to have gotten used to the circus and its mentally ill cast by now.

 

 

Still, it was annoying as hell to listen to Raggedy Anne here ramble on and on like she was Kinger 2.0. Even though she looked silly and kind of cute when laying on the couch with her feet up and head on the floor-

 

 

Sh**, he knows he’s definitely gone bat-sh** insane by now, cause since when was Ragatha cute?

 

 

Before he had any time to dwell on this abnormality, a grating, bombastic voice sounded out.

”WHY IS EVERYONE SITTING AROUND WHEN THERE’S AN ADVENTURE TODAY!?”

 

 

Zooble and Pomni softly groaned, Gangle whimpered in resignation, Kinger and Ragatha are unresponsive due to Ragatha being high as f***, and Kinger, well, being Kinger.

Jax rolled his eyes, plastering his signature smirk on. Spudsy’s ripped the smiling band-aid off, but he wasn’t about to make the same mistake again.

 

 

Everything will go back to normal.

 

 

At least once Dentures makes himself useful and fixes up good ol’ Raggy.

 

 

“Are you all excited for-AH, GOD, WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU, RAGATHA!?” Caine’s eyes bulged out of his jaw, said jaw dangerously close to the floor.

 

 

”Wait, how have you not noticed it until now? Didn’t you assess all of us last time!?” Zooble exclaimed, mildly outraged by the kooky ringmaster’s social blindness.

Jax rolled his eyes internally. He doesn’t understand Zooble’s outrage considering this is Caine that they’re talking about. Sheesh, you’d think they’d be used to it by now.

 

 

Caine paused, speaking at a very rare, quieter volume. “Gonna be real, I thought she was so happy after Spudsy’s that she…”

 

 

As Caine trailed off, Zooble facepalms in resignation, an incredulous stare plastered on Pomni’s face.

 

 

Jax could only continue to keep up his smirk for as long as possible, the grin straining his face.

 

 

What is happening to him? After the sh** adventure that was Spudsy’s, putting on a unperturbed front was starting to wear him out.

 

Snap!

 

Caine snapped his fingers, bringing Ragatha back to normal. At this, Pomni and Gangle sighed in relief.

 

 

He would never say it out loud, but thank Caine for that miracle. Jax didn’t know how much longer he could take it before crashing out.

 

 

”Ugh…my head…what…happened?” Ragatha asked, mumbling. 

 

“Would ya look at that, Raggedy Anne’s finally back amongst the living. Hooray.” Jax drawled. It felt good to slip back into old habits.

 

 

“GREAT! NOW THAT RAGATHA’S BACK TO NORMAL, TODAY’S ADVENTURE IS…”

 

 

”THE BIG…uh…BASEBALL GAME!”

 

 

Zooble rolled their eyes. “Could you really not come up with a more creative na-“ 

 

 

They paused halfway through, eyes widening in realisation.

 

 

Caine summons the big, giant white glove. Said glove snatches Zooble up and flies away.

 

 

”OH GOD, OH F***, HELP!”

 

 

Pomni winced, Gangle let out an audible ‘Eep!’ and Ragatha cringed in pity.

 

 

Jax shrugged his shoulders in faux nonchalance, the sight of the big glove sending a shiver down his spine.

 

 

Its time for your employee re-evaluation.

 

 

”Um, Jax?”

 

 

 

Ragatha’s sweet annoying voice snapping him out of his daze.

 

 

“Are you okay?”

 

 

Jax huffed, attempting to remedy his slight slip-up. “What’s it to ya, dollface?”

---

 

”Jax…I was just trying to make sure you’re doing alright. Do you really have to always be this mean all the time?” Ragatha sighed, exasperated with the purple rabbit.

 

 

”Hey, I ain’t always mean. If anything, you were the a**hole yesterday, Dolly.”

 

Ragatha’s brain short circuited. 

 

Gangle looked away in dread and Pomni shot Jax an incredulous glare.

 

No…it’s not possible.

 

Ragatha…the one everyone can rely on…was the a**hole?

 

‘It's just Jax being Jax.’ Ragatha assured herself. There’s no way she could have actually been mean to the others.

 

Caine’s loud voice snapped everyone back to focus, displacing the tension in the air.

 

“Anyways, TODAY’S ADVENTURE IS SIMPLE! YOU WILL BE PLAYING BASEBALL AGAINST THE OPPOSING TEAM! ONCE YOU WIN AGAINST YOUR OPPONENTS, THE ADVENTURE WILL BE OVER!”

 

“And if we…lose…?” Pomni questioned, uncertainty visible in every word.

 

“IF YOU DO…there will be HEAVY consequences.”

 

The atmosphere became thick once again, with Jax snarking, “Sheesh, i wonder who gave Caine the idea of punishments.”, throwing a bitter glare in Gangle’s direction, causing her to shrink in guilt.

 

“I know you will ALL do well, because i believe in YOU, my little SUPERSTARS!”

 

“And Ragatha will be your COACH! I’LL SEE TO IT THAT Zooble is the MANAGER!”

 

Ragatha felt a spark of optimism crackle in her soul. She had always loved playing sports back in the real world, especially baseball. She could give tips and guidance to not be hated by them help the team win!

 

“EVERYONE INTO THE PORTAL, IT’S ADVENTURE TIME!”

 

“Ya do know that’s a copyright righ-”

 

---

The ringmaster pushed everyone, including the purple pest who had called him out, into the portal.

 

His ever so pesky sidekick, Bubble, floated down to him and said.

 

“I like sucking balls.”

 

Caine stares at him, eyeballs dilating in a state of stun.

 

The see-through circle randomly generated a couple of baseballs in his mouth…or body.

 

“Mhm…so hard.”

 

 

In turn, Caine’s mouth head is filled up with baseballs. Said teeth head choked on them, snapping his fingers to remove them, causing the balls to disappear from their mouths.

 

“Aww….”

 

“Bubble. Why…are you like this?”

 

Before Bubble could answer that question, a pop sound reverberated throughout the circus tent.

---

The circus members entered the break room, all in different parts of said room.

 

 

Pomni was touching the baseball equipment, stunned at how realistic it felt. 

 

Gangle fidgeted with the ball, hoping that she would be able to pitch the ball properly. But it should be fine, it’s gonna be fine! She did this before…

 

 

Jax sat aside in one corner, swinging the baseball bat around, whacking Kinger down on accident.

 

 

”JAX!”

 

 

”I didn’t actually mean to do that, Raggy. ‘Sides, he’s fiiiiiiiiiiine.”

 

 

Ragatha sighed in dismay, collecting herself. It was pretty easy to when he’s mean in a charming way-

 

 

No, no. It was not charming. It’s because she controls herself. Last thing she needs is to make him hate her stir up conflict in a team.

 

 

 

The silence was interrupted by Zooble being unceremoniously dropped into the break room via portal.

 

Gangle and Pomni rushed to help them up while Jax sniggered, indulging in his usual enjoyment of seeing “funny” things happen to people, especially Zooble.

Zooble groaned, speaking like a car that had just run out of gas. “Let’s just get this bullsh** over with or whatever.”

 

 

“I’m the manager, Ragatha’s the coach, Jax is the catcher,” While Zooble spoke, they simultaneously snatched the bat away from Jax.

 

 

”Way to be a buzzkill, Zoobie.”

 

 

”I’m not trusting you with a bat.”

 

 

 

Zooble turned to Gangle, their gaze softening a little by extension. “Gangle, are you okay with being the pitcher?”

 

 

 

Gangle numbly nodded, with Jax continuing to snicker in the background.

 

 

“You’ll throw straight enough, Ribbons. Maybe you’ll be straighter than Zoob-“

 

 

The mix and match toy used one of their limbs to strangle the purple bunny.

 

 

 

Since Even if Jax was…an a**hole, it meant didn’t mean that it was well deserved they should fight each other.

 

 

 

”And that leaves you as the batter.” Zooble passed Kinger the Baseball Bat. The Chess piece fiddled with it, swinging it and accidentally knocking Jax down with it.

 

 

”GAH! Watch it, Hoo-ha.”

 

 

”Oh…hi there, Jax! Why are you lying on the ground?” Kinger inquired, oblivious as per usual.

 

 

“Pomni…you’ll be the runner. Better you than Kinger. No offence, Kinger.”

 

 

“Did someone say my name?”

 

 

”Nevermind.”

 

 

 

Zooble droned on. “I’ll let Ragatha take over the coaching aspect. See you all later.”

 

 

 

Zooble walked off, their amalgamation of limbs making it look very janky uncomfortable.

 

 

 

All eyes focused on Ragatha, the rag doll clasped her hands together. 

 

 

“Alrighty then! I know that this might be your first time playing baseball for some of you, but I’m sure with a little coaching, we’ll be able to do it!”

 

 

As Ragatha got to instructing her teammates, she felt a surge of confidence rush through her non-existent veins.

 

 

They’ve got this.

 

 

 

They’ve got this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

---

They, in fact, have not got this.

 

 

 

“Gah…god…f*** these NPCS…” Jax grumbled, getting up from where he had fallen. 

 

 

How was he supposed to know that shadow Pomni was gonna whip out a giant ball!? What the sh** is this game? Cause it’s certainly not baseball.

 

Pomni mumbles, “Does…Caine even know what baseball is?” The mini jester dodged, barely jumping of the way of a baseball bat turned ninja star.

 

 

 

Watching the out of whack NPCS mess up the game, Ragatha knew she had to do something.

 

 

 

But what could she do? She was no tech expert and had zero access to communication with Caine.

 

 

 

”SINCE WHEN DID THAT COUNT!?”

 

 

Ding!

 

 

 

0-1.

 

 

 

Hearing the uproar in cheer, the NPCs winning unfairly…

 

 

 

It’s time to look around and call for him.

 

---

 

During the break, the raggedy doll strolled along the break room.

 

 

Even though the first round was already over, no one was in the room supposedly made to take five.

 

 

Ignoring the abnormality, Ragatha called out for the deranged ringmaster, only to receive no response from said guy.

 

 

”Caine?”

 

 

”Caine!”

 

 

“CAINE!!”

 

 

Before Ragatha could say the word Caine for the umpteenth time, a sharp strobe of pain striked her head.

 

 

Ragatha instinctively put her hands around her forehead to ease the pain out. The small fizzles of metallic gray in her mind glitched away.

 

 

 

The glitching spots of grey had the courtesy to leave her alone.

 

 

 

 

 

The headache pain, however, was not as merciful.

 

 

 

 

‘First, get painkillers, then call for Caine.’ Ragatha figured, stumbling around with her abnormally excruciating headache weighing down on her.

 

 

 

She looked left, she looked right. She looked up, she looked down.

 

 

 

It was nowhere to be found.

 

 

 

Where the f*** was it?

 

 

Ragatha’s sight was a little blurry due to the worry of having ruined her reputation ridiculousness of the baseball game.

 

 

 

She almost didn’t see the pink pain-killer bottle lying on the far left table.

 

 

 

The rag doll stumbled towards her saviour, snatching up the “vial” of salvation, swallowing the pellet down her throat.

 

 

 

The pain faded away, scared off by the measly pills.

 

 

 

Ragatha continued to wonder, exiting the break room to look for Caine.

 

 

She should be thinking about potential locations in which Caine could be at, but her mind was a thunderstorm.

 

 

 

The bottle wasn’t at that table when she was searching.

 

 

 

 

So why and how did it suddenly appear?

 

 

 

 

Who stepped up to actually help her? No one ever does.

 

 

---

“Hmf…”

 

 

The Bonnie with the yellow eyes huffed, eyes scanning the break room.

 

 

 

Jax was secluded in a very dark corner where no one could see him. 

 

 

 

Not even good ol’ Raggy. He was just that good at being sneaky.

 

 

 

And he was really fast. Barely took 3 seconds to sneak that pill bottle in.

 

 

 

His mind might as well have been racing, because it stopped abruptly, skidding to this very point.

 

 

 

Why?

 

 

 

Why would he help Ragatha with her pain? Why would he be so…ugh…kind?

 

 

 

He’s Jax, for f***’s sake!

 

 

 

The purple bunny groaned internally. He was going soft.

 

 

 

He should’ve made the pain worse. He should’ve put another centipede in her yarn-like mop of hair.

 

 

 

 

What the hell was he feeling thinking?

 

Notes:

How was the first part ya’ll? It’s my first time writing an original TADC story.

Chapter 3: None is Fair in Love and Baseball(Part 2)

Notes:

Initially there was going to be more, so the remaining part of the initial part 2 and the whole of part 3 will be split into part 3 and 4

Ring!

 

 

 

Ragatha clutched at the telephone that the opposite team’s shadow Jax had kindly lent her. He was so different from their Jax.

 

 

 

After a few seconds had passed, the ringmaster’s booming voice sounded through the line.

 

 

”WHY, RAGATHA! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU, MY DEAR?”

 

 "Hey, Caine. We're just having a bit of an issue with the bots."

 

"WHAT'S THE PROBLEM, MY DEAR?"

 

"Um...basically, the bots don't exactly know how baseball works."

 

"IS THAT SO? WELL, MY SINCEREST APOLOGIES, RAGATHA! I'LL BE SURE TO UPDATE THEIR CODE WITH ALL THE BASEBALL RELATED KNOWLEDGE! Shouldn't be too hard..."

 

Ragatha hung up the phone, filled with a refreshed sense of hope.

 

 

Maybe things will finally be back to normal.

---

“Eh!”

 

 

Okay, soooo she might’ve spoke too soon.

 

 

The NPCs were very good at Baseball.

 

 

Perhaps a little too good, because poor Pomni has not managed to complete any of her runs around the field during the round.

 

 

Gangle was shaking, her ribbons fidgeting with the baseball.

 

 

Zooble was nowhere to be found, clearly not in the mood to help out despite being the so called leader of the team.

 

 

Kinger was spacing out as per usual, fixating his glance on a caterpillar sliding along on a blade of grass.

 

 

Said jester, Pomni, was passed out on the ground, groaning in frustration.

 

 

Even the usually cool and collected Jax looked so done with the NPCs, his iris shrinking in pure, unadulterated rage.

 

 

The spike of pain that had once attacked the ragdoll, has striked back yet again.

 

 

With so, so much more force.

 

 

 

Ragatha pushed.

 

 

She pushed with all her might, sweeping the pain to one side. She’ll probably regret that later.

 

 

What she should do now is to train them, if they want to be able to beat the Baseball Experts.

 

 

 

Starting with Gangle.

---

 

“So, you just wind your arm backwards in a big circle…yes, just like that…release at the bottom and follow through!”

 

 

 

Woosh!

 

 

 

The ball shot into the air, released by graceful ribbon arms.

 

 

 

The ball bounced off in the distance, leaving an invisible trail in its wake.

 

 

 

Ragatha smiled brightly, “See? You’re doing great! All you need is a little self-confidence, and you’re good to go!”

 

 

 

Gangle nodded numbly, her small, fragile smile not reaching her eyes. “Mhm…”

 

 

Ragatha felt a wave of unease wash over her, wondering why Gangle seems to be so…unsettled by her.

 

 

 

Yes, Gangle was normally timid by nature, but this was different.

 

 

 

Her eyes were sparkling with its usual unsure glint, but it held a very cold…distant core that was unfamiliar to the rag doll.

 

 

 

If anything, you were the a**hole yesterday, Dolly.

 

 

Ragatha cleared her throat, facing the masked girl, “Are you alright, Gangle? Did I…do something during Spudsy’s?”

 

 

Ragatha was a bundle of nerves, waiting for Gangle’s response with knees just as wobbly as the ribbon woman herself.

 

---

 

“Did…i do something during Spudsy’s?”

 

 

 

Thump.

 

 

 

The masked girl paused, her eyes darting from left to right, its piercing gaze boring down on the floor tiles.

 

 

 

No offense, but you’re kind of annoying when you have your happy mask.

 

 

 

Crack.

 

 

 

”Gangle, are you okay?”

 

Ragatha’s voice snapped Gangle out of her funk, causing the mask-beholding ribbon to turn around.

 

 

“Y-yea?”

 

“Is something wrong?”

 

 

No. Yes.

 

“Are…you sure I didn’t do something to make you feel uncomfortable? Cause if I did, I’m really sorry. I was probably just having a bit of a bad day-“

 

 

“IT’S FINE!”

 

 

Ragatha recoiled at Gangle’s sharp response. Upon realisation of what she just did, Gangle shrank back.

 

 

“I’m…sorry…”

 

Ragatha shook her head, plastering a smile,”Don’t worry about it, Gangle. It’s perfectly understandable and I’m sorry I put pressure on you. There’s no hard feelings.”

 

 

 

There’s no hard feelings.

 

 

 

Back when Gangle had first arrived in the circus, she might have believed that.

 

 

 

Ragatha always seemed so…kind.

 

 

 

But after a while…

 

 

 

…you learn that everyone has secrets to hide.

 

 

 

Ways to cope.

 

 

 

And Ragatha’s no different.

---

Ragatha watched Gangle walk out of the arena and back to the break room for intermission, feeling the air of tension linger.

 

 

 

Gangle didn’t say anything was wrong, but from the way she avoided her gaze, she could tell she had done something to the masked woman.

 

 

The question was of what, how and why.

 

 

What did she say or do to Gangle?

 

 

How did she get into a state where she can hurt others?

 

 

 

Why would she say or do awful things to Gangle? She’s supposed to be the supportive one!

---

Ragatha composed herself, ready to help the others. No time to linger when there’s others to help, after all.

 

 

🎵Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, you take it day by day🎵

 

 

Ragatha gazed at her stopwatch, looking back up to time Pomni’s running.

🎵You got everything you had, you thought, you wanted🎵

 

Ragatha paused the stopwatch, satisfied to see an improvement. Even if it was relatively minor.

 

🎵But you still feel so blue🎵

 

 

Ragatha waved the Pomni goodbye, with Pomni hesitating for a bit before replying with a 'thank you'.

 

 

🎵And you don't know what to do🎵

 

 

Bang! 

 

 

With a large swing, Kinger had sent the ball flying.

 

 

Unfortunately, it seemed that the bat had to go with it too.

 

 

Ragatha sighed. It's okay. It's okay. 

 

 

🎵Keep it calm, life goes on and on and on🎵

 

 

Bzzz!

 

 

The lights went out in a flash, causing the already stressed out ragdoll to furthur burn.

 

 

What was she going to d-

 

 

She heard a swift 'beng!', turning to see that Kinger had finally made a good swing.

 

 

Without sending the bat flying out of his hands.

 

 

This is good. This means that things are starting to look up. Its going to be fine!

 

 

🎵Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong🎵

 

 

Ragatha considered calling for Zooble, but paused.

 

 

Would they bother to come help? They always seemed so grouchy and apathetic.

 

 

🎵So why do I still feel this way?🎵

 

 

Ragatha checked names off the list.

 

 

Gangle? Done.

 

 

Pomni? Done.

 

 

Kinger? Done.

 

 

Zooble? Done. Skipped.

 

 

Next up is Jax.

 

 

 

🎵Ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, you take it day by day🎵

 

 

Sh*t.

---

 

It's okay.

 

 

It's okay.

 

 

It's just Jax.

 

 

It's just Ja-

 

 

"Are ya just gonna stand there, Dolly?"

 

 

"Wh-h-huh?" 

 

 

Ragatha blinked, looking to see the purple rabbit himself standing on the opposite side, leaning on the nearby pillar, fiddling with the leather glove.

 

Wow, she really was out of it for longer than she thought.

 

 

"So, ah...haha...are you ready to start...or?"

 

 

 

"Whenever you're ready, dollface."

 

 

 

Chapter 4: None is Fair in Love and Baseball(Part 3)

Notes:

Yea, this is just gonna be in multiple parts now since one part is too long. Sorry ya’ll. :(

Tap, tap, tap...

 

 

 

Jax peered at the unusual sight in front of him.

 

 

 

The ragdoll looked worse for wear, the seams poking out of her fabric body.

 

 

 

They had only been at it for an hour, and Jax has already shoved her into the nearby wall, batted the ball through her fabric and a centipede straight on the bullseye. 

 

 

 

Ya know, the same usual.

 

 

 

However, through all the pain, through all the exhaustion...

 

 

 

She still has that godforsaken smile on her face.

 

 

 

For whatever given reason, it just grated on the purple rabbit’s nerves. Forcing a smile, he sneered, “Aw, what’s the matter, Dollface? Is our oh-so-positive ragdolly giving up already?”

 

 

 

When Ragatha remained silent, it only seemed to worsen Jax's lingering...weird...feeling. What is wrong with her? Where's the usual smothering lecture? The exasperation? 

 

 

 

Jax thrived on other people's reactions. Hearing their frustrated, whiny screams was the closest he would ever get to an orgasm.

 

 

 

Ragatha's face was like a black hole.

 

 

 

It was devoid of emotion. No anger, no sadness, no joy. Just...blank.

 

 

 

The ghastly image sent a shiver down Jax's spine, making the simple task of grinning unbearable.

 

 

 

Ragatha’s body was still stuck to the ground, even after a good one hour has already ticked by.

 

 

 

Is she not going to move?

 

 

 

Hello?

 

 

 

”Geez, what caught your tongue, Dollface?”

 

 

 

Nothing.

 

 

 

”Don’t tell me ya ran out of lectures to bore me with.”

 

 

 

Still nothing.

 

 

 

“…Ragatha?”

 

 

The ragdoll did not move an inch, only turning her head back to look at him, the black hole continuing to swirl.

 

 

 

”I can’t.”

 

 

 

”What?”

 

 

 

“I can’t do this anymore…I…”

 

 

 

Bzzz.

 

 

 

Bzz.

 

 

 

Bz.

 

 

 

Jax’s smirk tightened, its willpower waning like a dog dying a slow death.

 

 

 

No, no…that can’t be right.

 

 

 

This can’t be happening.

 

 

 

Sure, Ragatha was fake as hell, but she’s supposed to be the cheerful one, and he’s the funny one!

 

 

 

She can’t abstract on him.

 

 

 

If she abstracts, he’ll lose one of his playthings.

 

 

 

And he can’t have that.

 

 

 

He exhales and rubs his temples, grabbing a pillow and…

 

 

 

WHACK!