Waldo Wyde - Circus Fat Man

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    Here’s a new story, I hope Folks like it.

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    chapter 1 - meet Waldo Wyde

    It was a beautiful early June, 1947 morning as the Sun shone brightly over the Big Top tents of the Clyde Wonder Circus. The roustabouts had been up since dawn getting things ready for the expectant big crowds when the circus opened the next day. The animal trainers were busy feeding elephants, horses, lions, tigers and performing dogs before putting them
    through their training paces. The performers slowly emerged from their individual trailers, rubbing the sleep from their eyes and wishing each other good morning as they headed towards the dining tent for breakfast.

    Joey Kemp, one of the clowns, happily greeted everyone on his way to the largest trailer on the circus grounds. The huge trailer had an extra wide door that led out to heavily, reinforced steps. Joey skipped up the steps and knocked loudly on the door. "Hey Waldo!" he yelled loudly, "Wake up, Big Guy, it's time for breakfast!" The trailer shifted from side to side as movement was heard inside. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" a sleepy voice answered. Heavy footsteps approached the door and Joey stepped down as the door slowly opened. Framed in the large doorway was Waldo Wyde, the Circus Fat Man. His large, round 680 pound form almost completely filled the extra big doorway space. Despite the wideness of the doorway, Waldo had to turn sideways to get his vast belly through the door before carefully coming down the steps, which were groaning in protest under the Fat Man's weight. "Think your door has to be widened and the trailer's shock absorbers reinforced again?" Joey giggled in a good natured fashion. "I'll submit the usual acquisition", Waldo smirked as he lumbered alongside the smiling clown. The two friends walk towards the meal tent, Waldo waddling, his round body swaying to and fro, with Joey spritely walking along, keeping at the large man's slow pace.

    The two men had been friends since they were kids, having grown up in the same small town together. When they were both 16 in 1941 they tried to enlist in the Army when the war broke out, but were rejected not only because they were too young, but also because of their body types, Joey being way too underweight and Waldo because he was greatly overweight.

    Not letting this setback discourage them, a year later when they were both 17, they attended a circus that was visiting their county and applied for jobs. Joey, because of his natural humor, was offered to be put into training as an apprentice clown. Waldo, in spite of his physical appearance, was incredibly strong and wanted to try out as a roustabout. The Ringmaster and owner of the circus, Clyde Brewster, was impressed by the young man's enthusiasm, but had to be honest with him that the roustabout position required a lot of climbing up poles and handling of ropes in order to set up the rigging for the various tents the circus required, and he didn't think the boy's round physique was up to the task.

    Seeing the disappointment in the young man's eyes, the Ringmaster thought a moment, then spoke in a serious tone of voice. "There is a position that we might consider you for", Brewster said. "What is it?" Waldo asked excitedly, "I'll do anything. Joey and me have been pals for years and it'd be great if we can work in the circus together. We're more than just friends, we're brothers forever", and he gave his friend a playful tap on the arm with his pudgy fist. "Well", Brewster said as he cleared his throat. "First tell me son, how much do you weigh?" "Well Sir", Waldo said nervously, his face blushing a little, "the last time I was weighed was at the factory in town where they have scales that weigh the heavy machinery, they're the only scales I could use since I was too heavy for the regular scales in the doctor's office. I stepped on them just yesterday and the numbers stopped at 560 pounds", and the young man blushed again. Brewster whistled when he heard the number before speaking again. "560. That's a pretty hefty number, son. Now tell me the truth, do folks make fun of you because of your size and how do you handle it when they do?" "Well, Mr. Brewster", the boy's chubby face breaking out in a big grin, "Some of the kids in town used to make fun of me, but as I'm pretty strong, all it took was me breaking a tree limb in two or bending a horse shoe, and they just clam up and want to be on my good side. There was once a big, tall kid who started calling me names and dared me to fight him. Well, all it took was for my fist to connect with his jaw and he was out for almost an hour, and when he came to, he didn't call me names anymore. So, it don't bother me none, they're just names, and I can take care of myself pretty good". "Very impressive, Waldo", Ringmaster Clyde Brewster grinned. "I'll tell you what, if you're brave enough and up to it, I'll hire you and Joey together to work as part of the show in the circus." "Part of show?!?!" both boys gasped. "Do you mean it, Mr. Brewster", Waldo asked excitedly. "I sure do", Mr. Brewster answered. "Joey has the makings of being a good clown once he's done his training. "And me?" Waldo asked hopefully. "Well Son", Clyde Brewster said seriously. "Here's where the brave part comes in for you. I'd like you to be part of our Side Show, working with the Bearded Lady, the Sword Swallower, the Little Folks, you'll be one of the attractions". "One of the attractions?" the young man asked quizzically. "Waldo, if you have no problem with it, I'd like you to be our Circus Fat Man. That means people will pay money and line up to take a look at you, some may marvel at your size, some may laugh and might say means things within your earshot. But, if you say yes, you'll get a good, decent salary, a nice, big roomy trailer to live in, and all the grub you could eat for free. And if you can develop an act, like breaking logs and bending horse shoes and maybe do some funny stuff with the clowns, we can make you part of the show under the Big Top. Now, you don't have to do it if you don't want to, and I won't be disappointed if you say no, but, would you like to be part of the Wonder Circus, Waldo?"

    Waldo looked at Ringmaster Brewster, then to his friend Joey who gave him a hopeful, encouraging smile. He looked back at Mr. Brewster who was kindly smiling at the hefty, young man. Waldo was quiet for a moment or
    two, then slowly turned his gaze back towards the Ringmaster. "May I ask you a question, Sir?" the boy said in a serious tone of voice. "Sure Son, what is it?" "Well", Waldo began to grin, "If I put on another hundred pounds or two, would my salary go up too?" Mr. Brewster blinked in astonishment for a couple of seconds, then he burst out in a hearty, rich laugh. "Why, of course Son, of course!" the Ringmaster said, wiping the tears of laughter from his eyes. "In that case", Waldo grinned as he held out his beefy hand to the Ringmaster, "say hello to Waldo Wyde, the new Fat Man of the Wonder Circus!!!"

    Since that day, Waldo and his friend Joey became part of the Wonder Circus family, not only popular with everyone who worked at the circus, but also with the crowds who attended the performances. There were some folks who made cruel remarks about Waldo's girth, but after showing his strength by bending a few horse shoes and telling some jokes provided by his friend Joey, the 22 year old Fat Man quickly won the audiences' favor and became a favorite attraction in the Side Show.

    As they entered the dining tent, Waldo and Joey were greeted by all the other circus performers, ticket sellers and roustabouts. "Hey Waldo, Joey, glad we got here first while there's still plenty of food!" Bruno the Strongman bellowed. Waldo laughed and waved back. He knew it was all in fun and that there wasn't any meanness or malice in the jokes. Waldo and Bruno even had a friendly competition to see which one was the strongest. Sometimes they would arm wrestle and for the most part it was a draw between the two, one or the other equally winning the bout. All the circus folks were like family and they were all fond of Waldo. And nobody needed to worry about any food going to waste. If anyone was unable to finish their meal, they'd pass the leftovers to Waldo who polished off the dish and still have room to finish his highly stacked plate. Since he was so well liked, all the circus wanted to make sure their beloved Fat Man kept his weight up.
     
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    chapter 2 - cheryl darling - trick horse rider

    The tent was ringing with the noise of loud voices and clattering plates when Ringmaster Clyde entered the fray. He raised his arms and started bellowing in his Big Tent voice to be heard over the friendly ruckus. "Everybody!" he said loudly, "Everybody, may I please have your attention!" In moments the large tent quieted down. Everyone gave Ringmaster Clyde their undivided attention. "Thanks Folks", Clyde said lowering his tone of voice. "As you all know, I've been scouting about for a new attraction to add to our circus, and I think I found a wonderful addition to our show". "Not another doggone clown, I hope!" Joey called out with a big grin, causing laughter inside the tent. Clyde raised his arms again to signal quiet. "Don't you worry, Joey. Your stale jokes will still be a part of this circus, Heaven help us!" Again more laughter erupted, with Joey laughing the loudest. Raising his arm for quiet, Ringmaster Clyde continued. "As I was saying, I recently visited one of the smaller circuses and found an act I believe our audiences are going to love, and I think you will too. So without further ado, I'm proud to welcome the latest edition to our little family, Cheryl Darling, our new Bareback Horse Rider!"

    With a theatrical flair of his hand, Clyde waved to the entrance of the tent, and inside step a petite yet confident young lady dressed in buckskins and a cowboy hat. Everyone in the tent, especially the men, could do nothing but stare at her. They guessed her age to be no less than around 18 to 19 years old. She had long, silky brown hair that she tied in a pony tail. Her fair and smooth face resembled the look of a porcelain doll. Her eyes were the bluest anyone in the tent had ever seen, as blue as the sky on a perfect spring day. Her figure was just perfect, and her modest buckskin dress and skirt showed off just enough of her dainty legs that some of roughest roustabouts couldn't help but give out a couple of whistles. Cheryl Darling was just about the most beautiful young woman anyone in the tent had ever seen. Everyone was just captivated by her loveliness, especially Waldo. The Fat Man was stunned by the beauty of her face. Cheryl smiled sweetly and said in voice that sounded like the coo of a dove, "Hello everyone. Thank you for welcoming me to your circus. I hope my little act will add to your wonderful show and I hope that we can all be good friends." Everyone greeted her with sincere welcomes and good wishes.

    Everyone but Waldo, who couldn't help but keep staring at the beautiful vision just a few feet away from him. Cheryl waved to everyone in the tent, making sure to give eye contact to each person as she smiled sweetly. At that moment she spotted Waldo gazing at her. The eyes of the young Horse rider and the immense Fat Man locked on each other. Slowly, it dawned on Waldo that this lovely woman was staring as intently at him as he was towards her. A fearsome thought came to his mind, was she disgusted by the sight of this fat man looking so directly at her. Then, there was something in the demeanor of her face that puzzled him. Her expression was not one of disgust. In fact, the expression was one of a kind shyness. Her cheeks blushed with a soft redness and her small mouth smiled sweetly as she looked directly at him. Waldo could feel his own cheeks burn red. He weakly smiled back and his pudgy hand raised up and gave her a little wave. Cheryl blushed again with a tiny giggle coming from her mouth, and her dainty hand came up and gently returned the wave towards the shyly smiling Fat Man.

    Ringmaster Clyde's voiced boomed out again, breaking the reverie of the moment. "Well Folks, I'm going to show Cheryl to her trailer so she can get settled in. I've already arranged for her meal to be brought there, but she'll be joining us for meals here so we can all get more acquainted. Since this is a day off for us, Cheryl will be rehearsing her act in the Big Top in about an hour or two. If you'd like to watch her go through her paces, be sure to be inside the Big Top later, I know she'd appreciate a big audience". Clyde extended his arm to the young Horse rider who took it, and the Ringmaster proceeded to escort her from the dining tent. "Thank you for your wonderful welcome, everyone. I look forward to seeing you all later, and I really hope you like my act".

    Everyone in the room wished her "Good Luck" as she left the tent. Reaching the tent opening, she turned her head, her blue eyes again looking directly at Waldo, her mouth turned up to the sweetest smile the stunned Fat Man had ever seen in his life. She was still looking at him with that smile as she left the tent and Ringmaster Clyde guided her to her trailer.

    After a moment of awkward silence, all the men in the tent spoke out at once. "What a vision!" said Anthony the Lion Tamer. "What a cutie!" agreed Bill the Peanut Vendor. Every man voiced their opinion of the beautiful Horse Rider. Joey was about to say something to Waldo when he noticed something strange about his large friend. The Fat Man was still staring at the tent opening, a fork still clenched in his pudgy hand. What struck Joey as strange was that his perpetually hungry friend wasn't eating a bite from his over stacked plate of food. Joey nudged Waldo who appeared to be in a hypnotic trance. "Waldo, Hey Waldo!" Joey said as he shook his friend's wide shoulder, causing his large body to wobble and sway. Waldo blinked his eyes as if he were waking up from a deep sleep, and looked at his clown friend with a funny expression on his face. "Well, this is the first time I've ever seen you not stuff your fat face while there's a large plate of food right under your nose!", Joey smirked. Waldo blinked again and stared down at the overflowing dish in front of him. "Oh yeah", he grinned and his fork speared a small amount of food, dropping it into his mouth and he began chewing absently. "So", Joey said with a sly expression on his face. "What's your impression of our new Bare Back Rider?" Waldo took another small bite of food, swallowed and sighed softly and dreamily. "I think an Angel just joined our circus", the Fat Man said with a happy sigh.
     
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    chapter 3 - the new horse act

    A couple of hours later the Circus Folk took seats in the Big Top stands, anxious to see the newest member of their company rehearse her act. There was a buzz of excitement in the air. Because of his large and heavy girth, Waldo never sat in the stands for fear of breaking them or causing them to collapse. A special, heavy duty bench had been constructed especially for him so he could sit and watch the acts from the backstage entrance. Because this was a rehearsal, his bench was set up right next to the stands so he could get a better view. Bruno the Strong Man carried the sturdy bench with ease and set it up for Waldo. "There my Fat Friend, all ready for you to enjoy the show!" Bruno said with a chuckle. "Thanks Muscles!" Waldo grinned as he settled his wide body onto the bench. His friend Joey the Clown joined on the little space that was available on the bench. "Well Big Guy, this should be pretty good, eh?" the Clown said. "I really hope so", the Fat Man said softly.

    There was a hush as Ringmaster Clyde made his grand entrance to the center of the ring. "Ladies and Gentlemen, and Children of all ages!" he bellowed in his best Ringmaster voice. "It is my greatest pleasure to introduce the young lady about to make her Wonder Circus debut. I bring you the one, the only, the lovely Miss Cheryl Darling and her magnificent steed Windy!"

    The circus band played the fanfare as the spotlight illuminated the ring, and from out of the curtain entrance, riding at a galloping speed, rode Cheryl on her handsome Mustang horse, Windy. The circus folks applauded widely as she made her entrance, Waldo joining them as he clapped his pudgy hands together. Cheryl wore an amazing costume, a skirted Cowgirl outfit covered in Red, White and Blue sparkles and sequins. On her head she wore a Cowboy hat that matched her costume. The skirt was just the right length to show off her lovely legs. Riding bare back on Windy, Cheryl and Windy galloped along the circle of the ring, as she waved to the cheering folks in the stands. As the horse galloped at a quick clip, the young rider shifted from the animals back and while holding on to the reins, hopped from one side of the galloping horse to the other with amazing ease. The circus folks cheered as she effortlessly performed the maneuver. She waved her hat, acknowledging their applause.

    Then, as they rode around the ring again, Cheryl carefully stood on the running steed, holding her arms out to keep her balance. Then, to everyone's surprise, she suddenly jumped off the horse towards the center of the ring. There was an audible gasp from the stands. As she hit the ground she did a quick roll and was back on her feet, running to the other side of the ring as the horse was about to reach that side. Then grabbing the reins on Windy's neck she lifted herself back onto the animals back, and with a tug of the reins, the horse slowed its pace and raised itself up on its hind legs as Cheryl waved her hat and yelled out "YEE-HAW!!!".

    After a moment of stunned silence, the circus folk in the stands all stood up cheered and clapped widely, some calling out "Bravo, Bravo!" Waldo, with some effort, stood on his feet and whistled and cheered loudly as he enthusiastically clapped his hands. Cheryl smiled and with a tug of the reins, Windy lowered his front legs and head as they took a bow. They then rode around the ring one more time with Cheryl smiling and waving and blowing kisses to the folks in the stands. Just before she was about to make her exit, her eyes focused on the large, round figure of Waldo who was still cheering and clapping. As in the dining tent, their eyes met again, her eyes twinkling with a sparkle Waldo couldn't help but notice. She bought her dainty hand to her lips and blew a kiss directly at the Fat Man before she rode through the flaps of the tent exit. Waldo was stunned. Was that kiss a part of her act, or was it meant especially for him? He sat back down on his sturdy bench, not quite certain of what had just happened.

    The circus folk carefully started walking out of the stands as Cheryl reentered the tent. They all surrounded her and congratulated her on her performance. She graciously thanked them for their kind words, pleased that they enjoyed her act. As the crowd thinned, Cheryl spied Waldo sitting on his bench by his friend Joey. Waldo was absently gazing at her, a smile forming on his wide, plump face. Cheryl thanked a few more folks, then suddenly turned and walked towards the Fat Man and his Clown friend. Waldo's eyes widened as she approach, her beautiful face smiling as she got closer. She stopped right in front of Waldo, who struggled to stand, Joey grabbing his plump arm to help his heavy friend up. Finally on his feet, Waldo found himself looking face to face with Cheryl, her lovely blue eyes gazing directly at him. "Hi", she said sweetly, "You already know my name is Cheryl, I'm not sure I caught your name". "H-hi!" Waldo stammered, "I-I'm W-W-Waldo. I'm the C-Circus F-F-Fat Man. This is my friend J-J-J...," "Joey Ma'am" the clown smiled reaching out to shake Cheryl's hand. "That was a fantastic show you put on tonight, that should really Wow the crowds" "Thanks Joey", Cheryl smiled. Then she turned her attention back to Waldo. "And did you like my act, Waldo?" she asked with a shy smile. Waldo looked back at her, gulped, and took a deep breath before speaking. "That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen in my life. I-I think our audience is going to love you", Waldo said softly, all the time gazing into Cheryl's clear blue eyes. "Oh thank you, Waldo", Cheryl said, her cheeks blushing, "that's so very sweet of you to say." "I mean it", Waldo answered, feeling his own cheeks going red. "Nobody can help but fall in love with you. Ummm, I mean our audience, our audience will love your act!" Waldo blurted out as he lowered his eyes, his face in a full blush. When he raised his eyes to look at Cheryl again, he saw that she had a wide, shy smile on her face, her cheeks also blushing red. "That's so sweet of you to say, Waldo", her blue eyes gazing into his. They looked at each other for what seemed like hours, though it was only just a few minutes. Joey, who had been a silent witness, felt uncomfortable, clearing his throat and finally saying, "Um, I think I better go somewhere. I'll see you later Waldo. It's nice to meet you Cheryl, and welcome again to our circus family!" Cheryl blinked for a second as if in a trance, then she smiled back at Joey. "Thank you Joey, I'll see you again soon" she said as she shook the clown's hand. "Night Ma'am" Joey said as he turned and walked out of the tent.

    After a short silence, Cheryl gave out a small, cute yawn which made Waldo chuckle despite himself. "My, it's getting late. I better get Windy back to his stall and get back to my trailer, it's going to be a busy day tomorrow and I want to make sure to get plenty of rest tonight". "Yeah", Waldo grinned shyly, "I better hit the sack too. You get yourself a good night's sleep, Miss Cheryl" "Thank you Waldo, you sleep well too." Waldo was about to offer his plump hand for the young lady to shake, when in an unexpected move which surprised him, Cheryl wrapped her slim arms around the wide Fat Man as far as they could reach and gave him a long, deep, warm hug. Waldo couldn't believe what was happening, this beautiful, young lady was actually hugging his big, round body. After a moment, Cheryl broke her embrace. She looked sweetly at Waldo, her blue eyes sparkling like stars. "Goodnight Waldo", she said softly. She slowly turned towards the tent exit, then giving the Fat Man a backwards glance, she gave him a wave with her tiny hand before walking off in the direction of her trailer.

    Waldo stood standing in one spot for a moment. Then finally, he slowly started to move towards the tent exit for his own trailer, his huge body swaying to and fro as he waddled. He reached his trailer and slowly with effort climbed up the reinforced steps and began to open the door. The sound of singing stopped him in his tracks and he looked around to find the source of the sweet sound. His eyes finally rested on Cheryl's dressing trailer. It was her voice coming from inside the trailer that he heard, sounding sweeter than any nightingale that ever burst into song. Waldo stood in the cool night air listening to the singing till it softly stopped. It was another moment before the Fat Man, a smile forming on his face, finally swung open the wide door of his trailer, squeezing through the doorway, and started settling in for bed, the trailer shifting with each move of his heavy body before he got underneath the covers of his reinforced bed. He sighed as he closed his tired eyes.

    Tomorrow was going to be a big day.
     
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    chapter 4 - circus day

    The next day began around noon with a flurry of colors and noise. Calliopes played bright, happy music as the crowds entered the circus grounds. The midway was alive with the shouts of the peanuts and popcorn vendors hawking their wares. Men, women and children bustled about trying to see as many of the attractions as they could. Kids threw peanuts to the caged monkeys. Some men tried their luck in swinging a mallet to hit the bell at the top of its tower. Others played various ring toss games to try and win a prize for their kids or sweethearts. Crowds swarmed towards the Side Show tent where the 'Special People' were to be found.

    The folks marveled in wonder at Bruno the Strong Man as he lifted weights and barbells weighing many hundreds of pounds, some close to a thousand. They gazed in curiosity at Emma the Bearded Lady whose shaggy beard was as long as any mans'. (Emma was also married to Bruno the Strong Man, and their wedding had been a huge spectacular affair the Circus still talked about.) Fascination crossed the crowds' faces as they watched the Snake Charmer make his snakes appear to dance from the strange music he was playing from the Indian pipe instrument called a pungi.

    Soon a crowd began to gather in front of the stage where Waldo Wyde, the Circus Fat Man, sat on his reinforced chair. The crowd gasped at how large Waldo was, some remarking loudly how it was possible for someone to get so huge. Some giggle and smirked at Waldo's size and made audibly rude comments. Still, there were some young ladies who found themselves somewhat attracted to the handsome Fat Man. Waldo overheard one young woman remarked to her friend, "You know, for such a fat man, he's actually very cute!" Waldo caught the eye of the lady who made the remark, giving her a smile and a wink, causing her to blush and giggle.

    Then, as in every crowd Waldo came in contact with, there was always one wise guy talking loudly to impress his friends, "Nobody could really be that fat. That guy has to be wearing pillows or balloons under those clothes!" Waldo signed with a smirk, then with a smile, directly addressed the loudmouth. "I say Friend", Waldo said to the loud young man, "come up on the stage and prove that I'm not the size you say am". Usually when Waldo made this challenge, the person would either back off or take him up on it. The young loudmouth decided to take the latter course and proceed to walk up the steps onto the stage. Waldo slowly stood up on his feet and faced the young man. "Now Friend", Waldo said as he moved his arms to the sides of his wide body, "If you think I'm wearing padding or a balloon under my shirt, I want you to give my gut a punch right there as hard as you can" as he indicated the middle of his vast belly. The young man shot a grin to his friends in the crowd, then clenching his fist, took a big swing and laid a haymaker punch right into the center of Waldo's stomach. The loudmouth than grabbed his hand and yowled in pain. "Yow!" he cried out. "What have you got under there, a brick wall?" and he cradled his aching hand. Waldo began to pat his belly. "Nope Son, it's all me!" Despite Waldo's big, soft appearance, his stomach muscles were pretty strong and solid. Anyone foolish enough to try and punch him in the belly would come away with bruised knuckles.

    Waldo began to lead the loudmouth off the stage where he was greeted and consoled by his stunned friends. As Waldo stepped down, some folks in the crowd began to reach up and feel and poke his arms and belly, remarking that the solid squishiness of his body just couldn't be fake. One young lady reached out and patted Waldo's belly, giggling and blushing as she did so. Waldo didn't mind it one bit, as far as he was concerned, it was all part of the show.

    Soon it was time for the big show in the main tent, and the crowds started to head towards the Big Top for the evening's entertainment. Finding their seats in the stands, the crowd ate their popcorn and drank their sodas as Ringmaster Clyde welcomed them and began introducing all the acts to the center ring. The audience laughed at the clowns led by Joey who made faces and threw confetti at them. They shrieked with glee at the Dog Act as the big and small dogs followed their masters' commands, balancing on balls and jumping over each other. They hushed in silence as the Lion Tamer cracked his whip and commanded the lions and tigers with him inside the reinforced cage to performed the tricks he trained them for. Everyone held their breath as he stuck his head inside the mouth of one lion and they let out a collective sigh of relief when he confidently raised his arms and took his bows to thunderous applause.

    Then Cheryl Darling, the Bare Back rider with her horse Windy, galloped onto the center ring and they performed their act to the cheers of the crowd. They marveled at her balance and agility as she rode her mighty steed and they stood and gave her a standing ovation at the end of her performance. The circus folk watching from the wings also cheered and applauded Cheryl's performance, especially Waldo, sitting on his reinforced bench. He didn't want to miss a minute of Cheryl's act, he just couldn't take his eyes off her.

    Winding up her part of the show, Cheryl and Windy circled around the center ring, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd. As she made her way towards the tent's backstage exit, she spied Waldo sitting on his bench, applauding her as she rode by. Cheryl smiled sweetly at Waldo and blew him a kiss as she rode backstage. The gesture still made Waldo wonder: was that part of her act, or had she sincerely meant that kiss for him?
     
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    chapter 5 - rehearsal/memories of daddy’

    The show ended with a big parade by all the performers, with the elephants and clowns leading the pack thrilling the crowd. After the audience headed for their homes, the roustabouts got to work cleaning up the Big Tent and Midway for the next day's show. The animal trainers were busy tending to their animals, making sure they were fed and well groomed. The clowns were sitting in front of their dressing mirrors removing their makeup and going over new jokes and routines to work on for the next show. Inside the Big Top the roustabouts were finished cleaning up and set up the work lights for any performer who wanted to do any additional rehearsals.

    The clip clop sound of a horses' hoof beats gave out a slight echo in the big space as Cheryl gently led Windy towards the empty center ring. She petted the horses' nose and fed him a carrot. "Come on, Windy", she said in a soft calm voice to the great animal, "I almost lost my balance during the show today and I want to go over that bit again for the next show and maybe try a few new moves. Now, be a good boy and hold steady."

    The large horse calmly complied as Cheryl mounted herself on his back. She gave the reins a gentle tug and the horse slowly trotted in a circle around the center ring. Cheryl calmly gave Windy his commands and he quickened his pace a little. She steadied herself and slowly began to stand on the horses' back, spreading her delicate arms for balance. Then Cheryl tried a new move and raised her left leg while her right foot stayed steady on the moving animal's back. This was an added part of the act and Cheryl concentrated on keeping her balance. "Steady Boy, Steady", she calmly commanded. Then, with a quick hop of her right leg, she switched in mid-air so that her left foot landed on the horses' back. She almost slipped at the attempt, but managed to keep her balance. She then slowly lowered herself back to a sitting position and pulling gently on the reins, guided the great horse to a trotting stop.

    "Good Boy, Good Windy", Cheryl complimented the horse as she jumped off his back and rewarded him with a carrot stick which he gratefully accepted and munched on. "Okay, guess we'll have to work on that maneuver a bit more before we try it before an audience, eh Boy?" The horse shook his great head as if he was agreeing with her, and Cheryl laughed and petted his nose.

    It was then she heard the noise of a heavy shuffle coming from behind the flap of the backstage entrance. "Who's there?" Cheryl called out with some concern of being alone in the big tent. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you", said a deep, soft voice coming from the shadows of the tent entrance. "Who are you? Come out into the light so I can see you", Cheryl said to the mysterious voice. In a moment heavy footsteps could be heard crunching the sawdust on the floor, and a large figure emerged into the dim glow of the work lights. It took Cheryl a moment before she recognized the big, round shape of the Circus Fat Man.

    "Waldo!" the young horse rider exclaimed with more ease in her voice. "I'm so relieved that it's you. Were you watching me rehearse with Windy?" "Yes, Miss Cheryl", Waldo replied, brushing the back of his head with his big, meaty right hand as his face darkened to a reddish shade. Cheryl suppressed a giggle as she looked at the Fat Man who at that moment resembled a guilty, chubby little boy who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

    "I-I hope you don't mind, Miss Cheryl", Waldo said sheepishly. "I was heading to my trailer and I heard you and your horse inside the Big Top and I stood at the curtains to watch for a minute or two. It wasn't my intention to interrupt your rehearsal", the big man replied, lowering his eyes to the sawdust on the floor as he shifted his feet nervously. Cheryl smiled at Waldo, who looked so endearingly apologetic. "Nothing to apologize for, Waldo", Cheryl grinned assuredly. "You just gave me a start, you didn't mean any harm. Besides I like to have an audience watching when I rehearse. How do you think the new moves look?" "Well", Waldo shyly grinned, "I thought it looked pretty good. You can certainly balance well while you're standing on your horse." "Thank you Waldo", Cheryl replied. "I still need to work on it more with Windy, get the bugs out. I don't want to accidently tumble during the show." "Oh, I hope you don't tumble, Miss Cheryl", Waldo said with concern. "I hate to see you get hurt in anyway." "Thanks, that's sweet of you to worry about me, Waldo". The smile on Cheryl's face made Waldo blush a deeper red.

    "Waldo", Cheryl asked the large man, "You and Windy haven't properly met yet. Would you like to pet him?" "Oh, I don't know", Waldo said hesitantly. "I don't know if he'd like me." "Nonsense", Cheryl gently chided, "Windy is the friendliest horse in the world, he wouldn't hurt a fly. Now come on over and you two get acquainted" Cheryl held out her dainty hand and coaxed the Fat Man to approach the horse. Waldo took a breath and shuffled forward. As he got nearer, Cheryl reached out and gently took his pudgy right hand and placed it on the horses' nose. "Now, don't be scared, just pat his nose and talk nicely to him. Go ahead, nothing to be afraid of." Waldo looked at Cheryl's smiling face, then he turned his attention to the great horse and began to lightly pat the animals' nose. "Hey Fella, Hey Windy", Waldo said as calmly and softly as possible. "How are you doing? You're a good boy, aren't ya? Yeah, you are." Waldo moved his meaty hand from the horses' nose and began petting its' softly groomed, dark mane. Windy looked at the Fat Man and started to give a gentle whinny, then brought its face close to Waldo's and lightly began to rub and nuzzle its' head on the Fat Man's pudgy cheek. Taken aback at first, Waldo began to relax and petted the horses' mane more enthusiastically. "He likes me, Windy likes me!" Waldo beamed, his wide face breaking into a big, happy smile. Cheryl smiled back as she started rubbing Windy's nose.

    "What did I tell you? Friendliest horse there is. My daddy helped me in picking out the real gentle ones". "Your Daddy?" Waldo asked, still patting Windy's mane. "Yep", Cheryl smiled wistfully. "You may have heard of him, Big Jim Darling". "Big Jim Darling is your father?" Waldo's eyes widened in surprise. "Why, Big Jim Darling is the best horse rider ever to perform in a wild, west show. I saw him when his show came to my hometown when I was ten. I'll never forget how he rode standing on top of two horses at once, jumping from one horse to the other without breaking a sweat. Yes sir, Big Jim Darling is the best trick horse rider there is".

    "Yes he was, wasn't he?" Cheryl sighed sadly, the smile leaving her face. "Oh", Waldo gasped. "Your Daddy, he...," "Passed away almost two years ago today", Cheryl said wistfully, her blue eyes getting a little moist. "I'm so sorry, Miss Cheryl. I really admired your daddy, seeing him perform sort of inspired me and my friend Joey to look for jobs in the circus. I'm truly sorry for your loss." "Thank you Waldo", Cheryl said softly. "That's very kind of you to say. You know, shortly after you saw him in your town, daddy had an accident performing in another town and injured his leg so badly that he could never ride in a show again. The thought of never performing again gnawed on him so much that he began to overeat and gained so much weight that even if his leg had healed properly he wouldn't have been able to ride or do his tricks anyway. But, he still had the riding bug in him, and he reckoned that if he couldn't do his riding tricks anymore, there wasn't any reason he couldn't teach them to someone else". "And that person was you?" Waldo guessed. "Yep", Cheryl grinned proudly. "My daddy taught me every riding trick he knew. And was he proud of me when I came up with some tricks of my own. Whenever I mastered one of his trick rides or showed him one I thought up, he beamed and say "Hey Girl, come and give your Daddy a big hug", and I'd run to him, spread my arms out wide and wrap them around his large body as far as I could reach and give him a big squeeze, and he hugged and squeeze me back, giving me a kiss on my forehead and say, 'That's My Girl!' Oh, how I miss those hugs", Cheryl said sadly, a tear coming down her cheek.

    Waldo reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a clean handkerchief and handed it to the young girl rider. She dabbed the tear away from her cheek, and handed the handkerchief back to the Fat Man. "Thank you for being so kind, Waldo. I'm so glad you got to see Daddy perform, he'd be so happy that you enjoyed his act." "I'm glad I did too, Miss Cheryl. And I know your Daddy would be so proud of you in keeping his legacy alive." "That's so sweet of you to say, Waldo. Thank you", Cheryl smiled, the wistfulness leaving her face as a gleam returned to her bright, blue eyes that Waldo couldn't help but notice.
     
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    "Oh my, it's getting quite late, and we have another show to do tomorrow", Cheryl exclaimed. "Waldo, would you mind doing me a favor?" "Sure Miss Cheryl, whatever you say". "Would you help me get Windy to his stall and after he's settled would you mind escorting me to my trailer?" "Not at all, Ma'am, it would be my pleasure!" Waldo beamed. "Wonderful, now you take Windy's reins and start leading him to his stall. I think that you two are friends enough that he trusts you to lead him".

    Cheryl took the reins and placed it in the Fat Man's pudgy hand. Nervously giving the reins a gently tug, Waldo began to waddle ahead as Windy obediently trotted behind him like a big puppy. Cheryl walked alongside, patting the horses' mane and sweetly humming a tune. The young rider's voice was so melodic that Waldo couldn't help but join in humming a counter melody. The two hummed, chatted and laughed till they reached the stable and Windy's stall. Placing some new hay and getting the horse settled for the night, Waldo and Cheryl began to walk towards the direction of her trailer. They stilled hummed softly so as not to disturb the other circus folk who were sound asleep in their trailers.

    While they walked, Cheryl suddenly held onto Waldo's soft yet firm pudgy arm. The move surprised Waldo who looked at Cheryl's face. She looked back at him with the sweetest smile anyone had ever given him. They walked silently together till they reached the door of her trailer. "Thank you for walking me to my trailer, Waldo. You're a real gentleman." "Aw shucks, Miss Cheryl. It was no trouble, I was happy to do it", Waldo gushed as he felt his cheeks go warm. "And don't be shy about watching me rehearse, you're welcomed anytime and I trust your opinion." she gently chided. "It'd be my pleasure, Ma'am" Waldo said nodding his head. Then, Cheryl reached over, spreading her arms out as far as she could reach, and embraced Waldo's wide body and gave him a deep hug that was more heartfelt and warmer than the one she gave him the other day. Waldo, was again startled, and then easing up, wrapped his pudgy, strong arms gently around her body and returned the hug, being as careful as possible, afraid to break her delicate body. He then turned his head to see that Cheryl was looking at him deeply, her blue eyes appearing to shine. She bent her face forward and planted a soft kiss on his right cheek. Then giving him another soft squeeze, she broke the embrace, brushed her dainty hand across his plump face, and began to climb the steps to her trailer. She opened the door and before going inside, turned once more towards the Fat Man and with a smile said, "Goodnight Waldo, see you tomorrow", and she stepped inside the trailer, the door closing behind her.

    After a moment standing in front of the trailer, Waldo began to waddle in the direction of his own trailer, every once in a while turning his head back in the direction of Cheryl's trailer. He noticed that an inside light was illuminating one of the windows, and he wasn't sure, but he thought he could see the shadowed form of a young woman watching as he walked to his trailer. The Fat Man reached his trailer, climbed up the sturdy steps and was about to open the wide door, when he turned back towards the direction of Cheryl's trailer. Again he could make out the shadow of a young woman at the window, and the shadow appeared to raise a hand and wave to him. Waldo waved back. Then the woman's shadow moved back into the room as the inside light went out. Waldo stared to where the light was, and for a moment, imagined that maybe the figure in the window was still looking at him from inside the darkened room. A small smile came to the Fat man's face, as he open the wide door, entered his trailer and got himself ready for bed. As he drifted off to sleep, his thoughts and dreams were filled with the images of angels on horseback flying and gliding in the night sky.

    The Circus traveled on its' scheduled tour for the next two months, hitting many towns and thrilling audiences at each stop. Of all the acts, Cheryl Darling's acrobatic Bare Back Horse riding routine was perhaps the best received. The audiences breathlessly gasped at her skills riding on top of her horse Windy, including her new trick of standing and switching feet as the great horse galloped which she was able to master and perfect. And watching from the curtained backstage wings of the Big Top, no one clapped or cheered louder than Waldo Wyde the Fat Man.

    After each show, he would cheerfully greet the lovely horse rider who always smiled whenever she saw his familiar large, round figure waving to her. She would hand the reins of her horse Windy to him, and they would walk to the stables with Windy trotting behind them. They talked and laugh, telling each other stories of their travels and experiences of working the Circus and Wild West shows. At the dining tent, they would always sit together on Waldo's reinforced bench, the Fat Man scooting his large frame down the bench, making sure the young horse rider had enough space to sit down.

    Joey the Clown, Bruno the Strong Man and the other Circus folk couldn't help but notice how close the voluminous Fat Man and the petite trick rider had gotten in the short two months since she joined the Wonder Circus. There was something else that caused Joey and the members of the troupe to have some concern for their tubby friend. Waldo was not eating as much as he used to. Usually he would have a huge stack of food on his plate which he polished off quickly and still have room for any leftovers the other members of the company couldn't finish themselves. The portions on his tray were noticeably smaller than they used to be and he would absently pick at his food, and whenever a circus member offered him their leftovers, he politely refused. Despite his still vast figure, Joey couldn't help but notice that Waldo's face seemed slightly thinner than it once was, and his clothes and costumes appeared a little looser on his big frame. Joey and the Circus Folk were beginning to get a little worried about their Fat friend, including Ringmaster Clyde.
     
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    Mondays were a day off for the Circus and all members of the troupe either relaxed in their trailers, visited the nearby towns, exercised their animals or take the time to rehearse and go over routines for their acts. Ringmaster Clyde was sitting behind his desk in the business wagon reviewing the ledgers from the previous weeks' receipts. He was studying a couple of pages when he heard the approaching sound of heavy footsteps walking towards his door and stopping in front of it. Before the person on the other side of the door could even knock, without taking his eyes off the ledger pages Ringmaster Clyde called out, "Come in Waldo, the door is open" The door swung open and Waldo slowly walked into the office. "Mr. Clyde, Joey said you wanted to see me?" Ringmaster Clyde put a marker between the pages of the ledger and closed the book, carefully setting it to the side of his desk. "Thank you for coming so promptly, Waldo. Please close the door and have a seat", Ringmaster Clyde said as he gestured to the especially wide, reinforced chair he had made for Waldo whenever he came to the office. Waldo obediently closed the door and shuffled towards the chair and sat down, facing the friendly but stern face of the Ringmaster. Clyde took a deep breath and addressed the nervous looking Fat Man who had folded his hands on top of his bulging belly, absently twiddling his thumbs. "Waldo, I'd like to ask you a question if I may" "Sure Mr. Clyde" Waldo replied apprehensively, "Of course you can ask me anything you'd like." Ringmaster Clyde pause for a moment, then in a kind voice said, "Waldo, are you feeling all right?" "All right?" Waldo asked, a puzzled expression coming to his plump face. "I mean, you're not feeling in poor health or anything? No aches or pains?" "No, I'm feeling quite fine as far as I can tell", the Fat Man answered truthfully, not sure where this line of questioning was leading to. Ringmaster Clyde lifted his hands and folded them across his chest as he looked intently at the large man sitting in front of him. He cleared his throat before he finally spoke again. "I'm just having some concerns" "Concerns, Sir?" "Yes, concerns. And not just myself, some of the other members of our troupe have concerns too, concerns about you" "About me? Concerns about what, Sir?" Waldo asked, a worried tone in his voice.

    Before answering, Ringmaster Clyde turned to the coat rack that stood beside his desk and reached for a brightly colored vest that rested on one of its' hooks. He carefully removed the vest and spread it out between his hands. The vest was wide and oversized. Spread out to full length it resembled the wing span of a large eagle and looked like it could hold maybe two full grown men while it was buttoned up and still have room to spare. It took a moment for Waldo to recognize the vest. "Why, that's my old costume vest I wore when I first started working the Side Show here." "That's right, Waldo", Clyde said with a small smile on his face. "Do you remember why you stopped wearing it in your act?" "Well Sir", the large man answered, his cheeks burning red in slight embarrassment. "I sort of outgrew it, I got so much bigger that couldn't get the ends to meet to button it up, so I had to get a larger size made for me." "That's right", Clyde replied. "In fact, you outgrew a couple of vests before we made a special adjustable one so we didn't have to keep replacing them as often." "That's true, Sir", Waldo replied, feeling a little more embarrassed. "Waldo, do me a favor and put this vest on now", the Ringmaster said as he tossed the huge garment at the Fat Man who caught it with his meaty hands. "Put it on, Sir?" Waldo questioned. "But, like I said, I outgrew it a long time ago." "I know, Waldo. Just humor me and put it on please." Clyde said in a soft but firm voice. Not wanting to disappoint the Ringmaster, Waldo stood up and proceeded to put one, then his other beefy arm through the arm holes of the vest. Waldo stood with the vest draped around his vast chest, the two front pieces hanging unbuttoned. "Now", Clyde said in a firmer tone of voice, "Please button the vest." "But Sir...," Waldo was about to protest. "Please?" the Ringmaster replied, his tone more stern. Without another word, Waldo obediently began to reach for the buttoned side of the vest with one hand while with the other hand pulled the button hole side to meet in the middle. To the Fat Man's surprise, he managed to match each button to its companion hole, till the vest was buttoned from top to bottom. There was a visible strain and a small gap between each button, and while slightly snug, the vest fitted quite well. "Now Waldo, please sit down again", the Ringmaster said as he indicated the sturdy chair. Waldo carefully sat down. The buttons on the vest showed a little more strain as the Fat Man's belly spread out, but it still held together. "That's funny", Waldo said puzzled as he scratched his head. "It's a bit tight, but I haven't fit in this vest in years, let alone button it." Ringmaster Clyde then stood up from behind his desk. "Waldo", he said in a soft, commanding voice, "step to this side of the office, please". The large man obeyed, shuffling to where a heavy duty scale rested against the wall of the office. Clyde had the scale installed so that he could measure and document Waldo's weight for publicity reasons. "Before you step on the scales, what was your weight at your last weigh in?" he asked. "Well", Waldo thought a moment before answering. "It was about 680, almost 685, I believe". "Ok, let's say 685", Clyde said thoughtfully as he wrote the amount on a pad of paper. "Now Waldo, please step on the scales." Waldo did as he was told, carefully stepping on the scales, the instrument audibly straining at the great weight placed upon it. The Ringmaster began to adjust the weight measurements in order to get a precise and accurate reading. As soon as the measurements were completely balanced, Clyde carefully studied the number and jotted it down on his notepad. Waldo was too scared to look at the numbers. "What does it say, Sir?" he asked nervously. Looking between the measurement on the scale and his notepad, Clyde finally replied, "if the readings are correct, your current weight is 595." "595!?!?" Waldo said in disbelief. "Holy Cow! That means that...," "You lost about 90 pounds in the past two months", the Ringmaster completed the sentence. "Wow!" Waldo exclaimed stunned. "I knew my clothes and costumes were feeling loose, but I didn't realize...," "And that's why we're all concerned, Waldo" the Ringmaster kindly said as he led the Fat Man, who began removing his old vest to place onto the coat rack, back to his sturdy chair as Clyde stepped behind the desk and sat down in his own chair.

    The Ringmaster looked at the large, stunned young man sitting across from him. "Now", he finally said, "you're still our official Circus Fat Man, your current weight still qualifies you for the billing. But, to be very honest, if you keep dropping weight at this current rate, we can't keep advertising you as one of the fattest men in the country, it wouldn't be truthful. And we know that you're just as equally strong as Bruno, but we can't have two circus Strong Men. And if you lose a substantial amount of weight, you can no longer be our Fat Man, though we might be able to keep you on as a roustabout which you originally applied for when you first came here for work, but at a much lower pay rate than you're earning now, which is not fair to you." "I know Mr. Clyde", Waldo said sadly. "I really like performing in front of crowds, seeing the smiles on the kids' faces, even if some of them make fun of me, I don't care, I just like to make people laugh and be happy." "I know that, Son. Everyone here likes you, and you've built quite a reputation and following for yourself in every town we've visited. It'd be a shame if you were no longer on the stage and we'd be forced to let you go. So, I think you know what you've got to do, right?" "Yes Sir", Waldo said with a grin coming to his face. "I'll have to try and fatten up and put back the weight I've lost and maybe add another pound or two." "Exactly my boy", Ringmaster Clyde smiled. "And, I'll ask the Circus Folk if they can lend a hand and help you reach your goal." "Sounds good to me, Sir", Waldo grinned as he stood and reached over the desk to firmly shake the Ringmaster's hand. "Then, it's a deal", Ringmaster Clyde smiled as he shook the Fat Man's beefy hand. "Now, you go on over to the dining tent. We'll see if we can give you a head start helping you get a bit more, umm, 'substantial?'", Clyde said with a grin and a wink. "Reporting to my post, Sir!" Waldo laughed, giving the Ringmaster a mock salute.

    "Dismissed!" Clyde chuckled as he returned the salute. "Now, report to the Mess tent on the double!" Waldo grinned, giving another mock salute before exiting towards the direction of the dining tent as fast as he could waddle.
     
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    The word soon spread like wildfire throughout the Circus grounds, special orders directly from Ringmaster Clyde: 'we've got to fatten up Our Waldo!' Some of the Circus Folk who had stoves and mini-kitchens in their trailers soon began preparing special dishes for their beloved Fat Man.

    Chef Tony in the dining tent began preparing an extra big pot of pasta with his special meat sauce. Bruno the Strong Man and his wife Emma the Bearded Lady together cooked up a dish of goulash from a recipe by Emma's mother. Everyone in the Circus wanted to chip in to help Waldo keep his job. Each person was so determined to be the one to get the Fat Man to reach his goal that it became a friendly competition between them.

    After he had left Ringmaster Clyde's office, Waldo went to his trailer first to change his clothes and clean up before heading to the dining tent. After showering, Waldo put on his pants and he noticed that they were a little bit roomier. As he put on his shirt, it was evident that it fit loosely on him. Looking at himself in the mirror, he had to admit that his face did look thinner as opposed to how he looked in his publicity photos where the cheeks on his face were plumper and jowly, with three chins forming just underneath his mouth. "I wonder if I'll look like that again?" he said out loud and he headed towards the direction of the dining tent.

    As he step through the flaps of the tent, he was surprised to see dishes and plates of food running down the length of his usual table. On top of each dish was a small card which signified who had cooked which meal. Scanning the cards, Waldo read the different inscriptions: 'To Waldo, Love from Bruno & Emma', 'For Waldo - Mangia! Tony the Cook', 'For My Pal Waldo - It's all for you, Big Guy! Joey'. Waldo was moved by each card he read, and he was determined not to let anyone down.

    He sat down on his bench, knife and fork in hand, lifted the lid of the first dish which was Tony's pasta and meat sauce, took a deep whiff of its delicious smelling aroma, then promptly put the knife and fork down and just stared at the dish. "What's wrong with me?" he wondered in frustration. All of the dishes on the table certainly smelled tempting and mouthwatering. And yet, for some reason, he couldn't muster an appetite for any of it. He raised his right hand and began to pound the top of his head as if he were trying to knock some sense into it. "Come on, you Fat Dope!" he said in annoyed frustration as looked down at the waiting dish of pasta. "You can't let Ringmaster Clyde down. You can't let Joey down. You can't let the Circus down! You can't let...," "You can't let ME down?" a soft voice spoke up, finishing his sentence. Startled at the interruption of his self-condemnation, Waldo looked up to see the slim figure of Cheryl framed in the tent entrance. She was dressed in a simple pink shirt and blue jeans which complimented her petite body. In her hands she was holding a basket of freshly fried chicken, its' delicious aroma filling the tent, almost cancelling the smells from the other dishes on the table. Waldo stared as the lovely young woman approached the table and daintily moved the dish of pasta so that the basket of chicken was directly under the Fat Man's nose, its' appetizing smell filling his nostrils.

    Waldo couldn't help but stare as Cheryl surveyed all the dishes on the table, including the open dish of Tony's pasta, still untouched. "My goodness!" Cheryl exclaimed. "Didn't you eat a bite yet?" Still staring at her, Waldo's head dumbly shook no. "Oh Dear, we can't have that, you must be starved!" she said, the tone of her concerned voiced sounding very much like the clucking of a fussy mother hen tending her chicks. Cheryl reached for a napkin that Tony had placed on the table. She quickly unfurled it and then proceeded to tuck the napkin under Waldo's vast neck just underneath his chins. The young horse rider then picked up her basket and pulled out a big, fried golden brown, breadcrumb covered chicken leg. "Here, take a bite, my Maw taught me the recipe. It was my Daddy's favorite dish." She coaxingly brought the delicious smelling chicken leg to Waldo's mouth, its' intoxicating aroma filling his nose. As if in a trance, he opened his mouth and took a generous bite of the chicken. The toasted, mildly spiced breadcrumb coating hid the moist, perfectly cooked chicken underneath. It was the best fried chicken Waldo had ever tasted in his life. He happily chewed the tasty morsel as Cheryl watched him enjoying it with grateful satisfaction. "How do you like it?" she asked after he finished chewing and swallowed. "It's amazing!" he grinned, small pieces of breadcrumbs still on his lips. "I've never tasted fried chicken like that before!" "I'm so glad", Cheryl beamed with joy. "Please, have more. It's all for you anyway!" she said gleefully as she brought the chicken back to his lips. Without any hesitation Waldo took several more bites till there was nothing left of the chicken leg but the bone. Cheryl careful placed the finished piece on an empty plate on the table, and then reached for a chicken thigh, bringing it to the waiting mouth of the suddenly very hungry Fat Man.

    After a few minutes, the basket was completely empty and the picked clean chicken bones were piled up on the plate on top of the table. Cheryl looked at Waldo's happy round face and giggled like a school girl. "What's so funny?" the Fat Man quizzically asked. The young woman laughed as she said "you've got breadcrumbs all over your face and mouth! Here, let me wipe them off". Still chuckling, she took the end of the napkin wrapped around Waldo's pudgy neck and proceeded to wipe the breadcrumbs from his lips and face till almost all the traces were cleaned off. "There" she said in a satisfied tone, "you look much more presentable". Her eyes then spied the dish of pasta Tony had cooked. She picked up Waldo's fork and tasted it. "Hmmm, this is delicious, the meat sauce is wonderful. It's still hot, you better eat it, don't want to disappoint Tony after all the trouble he went through." She then scooped a generous portion onto the fork, and like the chicken before it, brought it up to Waldo's lips. This time he wasn't so finicky, opening his mouth as she fed him the pasta. "Hmmm, that is good!" Waldo mumbled as he chewed and swallowed the pasta. "Tony will be happy, but just eat, don't talk with your mouth full", she chided him as she dipped the fork back into the dish, spearing another generous portion of pasta which she placed into the Fat Mans' wide, waiting mouth.

    In no time the dish of pasta was empty, and Cheryl placed it next to the stack of chicken bones before reaching for the next dish, Bruno and Emma's goulash, which consisted of cooked beef and vegetables which had been simmered into a rich, gravy-like stew. This time Cheryl used a spoon as she fed it to Waldo, giggling a little as she cleaned some of the stew from his lips with the spoon, which to her, endearingly made Waldo resemble a big, husky baby with very chubby cheeks. The process continued in this fashion throughout the afternoon: as each meal was finished, Cheryl placed the empty dish or plate to the side of the table, reaching for another full plate and fed Waldo its' contents till it too was finished up and reaching for the next course. Every once in a while she partook of some of the food herself, commenting on how delicious it was, then continued to feed the Fat Man the rest of it.

    The pace kept going for over an hour till the table was almost covered with empty plates and bowls. Down the other end of the table were several dessert items of freshly baked fruit pies and pastry of every variety. "Are you up for dessert?" she winked at Waldo as she began to reach for a large apple pie. She stopped when she noticed that the Fat Man seemed winded as he puffed his cheeks and burped, his hands holding his bulging belly which appeared bigger than it had been a few hours before. His shirt that was previously loose was starting to show a little strain and his pants looked a bit snugger."Are you okay, do you feel any pain?" she asked, concerned at the Fat Man's obvious discomfort. "I'm not feeling any pain, really" Waldo said as he grimaced. "Just very, very full. I think I may have overdone it a bit", he gasped as he let out another small burp.
     
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    With a look of worry on her pretty face, Cheryl moved herself closer down the bench till she was near Waldo's distended belly. She then placed her small, dainty hands onto his vast stomach, and gently began to rub and massage it. "There, let me know if that helps a bit, my Maw and I used to do this for Daddy whenever he had a little too much to eat. It should help relieve the pressure. Just sit back and relax" she said calmly as she rubbed his belly in a slow, circular motion.

    Waldo could feel the pressure inside his stomach lessen as he closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax as she continued the massage. Waldo brows furrowed when he felt the tightness from his shirt suddenly seem loose again. He opened his eyes to see Cheryl carefully unbuttoning his shirt that was constraining his overstuffed belly, which now flopped and wobbled like Jello onto his large lap. "Cheryl, what...," Waldo was about to say in surprise. "Shhh!" she softly replied as she gently brought her small, petite index finger to his lips as if the insure that he remained quiet. "It's all right", she continued in a soft, hushed tone. "Your shirt was tight and adding to your discomfort. I unbuttoned it to give you some freedom and help relieve the pressure on your tummy. Now please try and relax, okay?"

    Without another word, she returned to massaging Waldo's exposed mountainous belly, gently rubbing and kneading the soft, squishy mound of jiggling flesh. The Fat Man had never felt so comfortable, the touch of her small hands felt so good that he almost dozed off to sleep a couple of times. During one those moments with his eyes closed, Waldo felt the strange sensation of someone kissing his vast stomach. He tried to force his drowsy eyes open when he again heard a gentle voice shushing him, and small, soft hands rubbing and kneading his belly, keeping him in a relaxed state.

    "Waldo, Waldo. Are you awake?" a gentle voice spoke. The soft touch of a small hand brushed his plump right cheek, and the Fat Man began to force his eyes open. As his vision cleared, into focus came the image of Cheryl's beautiful face smiling at him. He shook his pudgy face in an attempt to drive the sleep out. He looked around his surroundings to find that they were still inside the Circus' dining tent. Had he been asleep for minutes, hours or days? He wasn't sure. He turned his gaze back to Cheryl.

    "Hi" she said sweetly. "Hi" he sleepily replied. "Did you rest well?" she asked. "I think so" he answered as he yawned and stretched his beefy arms. "How long was I asleep?" he yawned again as he scratched his head. "Not long, I'd say about twenty minutes. How does your stomach feel, better?" "Yes, it feels much better" he answered as he placed his hands on his belly, and was surprised to feel its softness and warmth. Looking down he saw that his shirt was still unbuttoned and his big, round tummy exposed. And, he wasn't quite certain, but he thought he saw a trace of a hastily wiped lipstick imprint just over his belly button. Looking back at Cheryl's face, he noticed that her lips appeared to have a lite lipstick smudge on them, and an expression of shy guilt seemingly crossed her lovely, blue eyes.

    As if sensing what he was thinking, Cheryl cleared her throat and reached over to pick up the apple pie she offered him earlier. "Think you can manage desert now?" she smiled. Waldo couldn't help but look at the pie as he hungrily licked his lips. "I think I can. But, instead of a full pie, how about we try one of the smaller pastries for starters?" "Sure" she agreed, "I think that's a wise choice". She placed the pie down on the table and picked up a plate filled with sweet creampuffs. "They sure look yummy, don't they?" she grinned as she removed one creampuff from the plate. "They sure, ULP!" Waldo managed to say as Cheryl quickly popped a creampuff into his open mouth in a surprise move. He quickly chewed and swallowed the sweet cake, giving her a thumbs up in approval. She removed another creampuff from the plate, holding it between her fingers in an enticing manner. "Another?" she smiled naughtily. Instead of answering directly, Waldo automatically opened his mouth as she popped the next creampuff into it. They played this little game of 'Pop the Creampuff' until Waldo swallowed the last, sweet cake. Cheryl giggled as she took the napkin and wiped the cream from his lips and face.
     
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    "Ready for the pie now?" Cheryl grinned as she began to reach for it. She was about to grab it when Waldo's plump, beefy hand gently took her small hand. "Let's take a break for a moment okay?" he said while suppressing a small belch. "I could use a breather right now. I'd like to talk, if it's okay with you". "Sure, we can talk if you want to", she quizzically replied. "What would you like to talk about?"

    Waldo paused for about a minute before answering. "About your dad, Big Jim." "What about Daddy?" she asked, her face taking on a serious expression. "From everything you've told me about him, he sounded like he was great guy." A small, sad smile came to Cheryl's face. "He was a wonderful man. He was a terrific father and he loved me and my Maw so much, it broke his heart when she died a few years before he did. I think that's one of the reasons he began to overeat after his riding accident, Maw always tried get him to eat a properly balanced meal. After she passed away and he had the accident, he just didn't care anymore and he started eating as much as he wanted to until his weight really started to balloon." "Did he...," Waldo hesitated before he continued. "Well, did he get as big as me?" Cheryl looked into the Fat Man's kind face and gently touched his plump right hand, giving it a little squeeze. "Not as big as you" she said with a slight grin. "He plateaued to a little over 300 pounds, I was still pretty young when he reached that point. Like I said, he got too big to even attempt his horse tricks even if his foot had healed. But, he was still a very strong man and he taught me all his tricks. He was so proud of me when I mastered them all and he lived long enough to see me perform in my first rodeo. That was the best moment we ever shared together" Cheryl said wistfully as she gave Waldo's hand another squeeze.

    Waldo paused before he asked his next question. "Did it bother you when he put on so much weight?" Cheryl's head turned, looking Waldo right in the eyes as she smiled. "Not one bit" she answered. "When he reached 300, I used to giggle and tell him that I now had even more Daddy to love! And he'd laugh and bend down as low as he could so that I could wrap my arms around him as far as they would reach and give him the biggest hug and squeeze that I could. And he'd hug and squeeze me right back. I felt so safe and secure in his arms, like nothing in the world could hurt me as long as Daddy held me." Cheryl's voice trailed off as her eyes began to moisten again.

    It was a long moment before Waldo spoke up again. "Um, Cheryl", he said hesitantly before he raised his eyes to look into hers. "When, when you hug me, do I make you feel as safe and secure as your Daddy did?" Cheryl's eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked back at Waldo, the smile on her face beaming. "Oh Waldo, the first time I saw you in this tent, I could tell right from the start that you were the kindest, sweetest man around. It's so obvious from all the respect everyone here shows you. Even the crowds who gawk at you in the Side Show, I think many of them could sense what a kind person you really are. I've seen and heard those young gals who giggled when they touched and poked you, I've overheard some of them say what an incredibly cute man you are!" "Aw, come on!" Waldo said as he blushed. "A big blob like me, cute?" "It's the truth! And you listen to me right here and now, Waldo Wyde", Cheryl chided him sternly. "Don't you ever let me hear you put yourself down because of the way you look again, do you understand?" Waldo was so taken aback by the ferocity of Cheryl's scolding that all he could do was shake his head and say "Yes Ma'am!!!"

    "Good. Now, you're going to answer one of my questions, okay?" she said in a firm tone of voice. "W-what do you want to ask me?" the Fat Man nervously stammered. Cheryl looked Waldo squarely in the eyes while holding his plump hand in hers. "Why did you start losing weight during the two months I started working here at the Circus? Was it because you thought I wouldn't care for someone as big and fat as you?" she asked in a no-nonsense fashion. Waldo's eyes widened as he stammered "I-I...," "Tell me the truth, Mister!!!" Waldo closed his eyes for a second, then opening them and looking Cheryl in the eyes finally blurted out "Y-Y-Yes! Yes, it's true. I started feeling ashamed of myself, of my body. I didn't think anyone as pretty as you could like a man as fat as me. I suppose that's why I stopped eating as much as I normally used to do. I figured if I lost a good amount of weight that you might like me a little bit better and not be ashamed of being seen with a big, fat lump like me." Waldo turned his plump face downward, afraid to look at Cheryl's face.

    Suddenly, he felt her small hand touch his chins and gently raised his head so that they could look at each other eye to eye. Cheryl shook her head as she spoke. "Waldo, Waldo", she said softly. "Did you really think I was that shallow, after everything I told you about Daddy? You reminded me of Daddy the first day I saw you. And the kindness and good nature you showed to me and those around you convinced me that Daddy's loving spirit could and would live on through the kindness of others. What's that old saying; a girl is always attracted to a man who reminds her of their father? Yep, the moment I saw you, I said to myself, 'Now, there's a man who needs a Gal who can take care of and love him.' And I said to myself, 'By Golly, I'm going to be that Gal who's going to take care of and love that man!'

    Waldo blinked, not really comprehending what he was hearing. "What do you mean by 'take care of and love?" "Waldo Wyde!" Cheryl said loudly in an annoyed voice. "Does it have to be Sadie Hawkins Day for you to get it through your thick, fat head that I'm proposing marriage to you?" "You, you want to marry me? Me?!?!" Waldo said, still not quite believing his ears. "That's right Mister. I want to marry you. ALL of you!" Cheryl then reached over to the apple pie that was still sitting on the table. "Now, ya darn fool. Kiss me and eat your doggone pie and later we'll go over the wedding plans, ya hear me?"

    Waldo looked at Cheryl and a big goofy grin came across his plump, chubby face. "Yes Ma'am!" he said as he reached over and pulled her close to him so their lips met and he gave the young cowgirl a big kiss. She quickly put the pie back on the table and returned the kiss while wrapping her arms around his wide, round body as far as they could reach. As they broke their embrace, Cheryl picked the pie up again, grabbed a fork, and began to feed it to the happy Fat Man, a slice at a time, every once in a while taking a break for another kiss and hug before starting over again.

    Peeking from the other side of the entrance of the dining tent, Joey the Clown and Ringmaster Clyde stood quietly as the happy couple inside kissed and hugged in between breaks for another slice of apple pie. Joey turned to the Ringmaster and softly said, "You know what, Mr. Clyde?" "What Joey?" the Ringmaster asked quietly. "I think we're going to have us a Circus Wedding!"

    Ringmaster Clyde smiled at the Clown. "I think you're right Joey, I think you're right!"
     
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    And a grand Circus Wedding it was too, as grand as the one arranged for Bruno the Strong Man and Emma the Bearded Lady. The ceremony was held inside the Big Top tent. The Roustabouts did an amazing job of decorating the great tent in brightly colored ribbons and drapes. The Circus Orchestra played appropriate music with the calliopes being the stand out instruments. The elephants wore large bow ties tied around their great necks, and big, black top hats perched on their heads. Cheryl's horse Windy looked handsome, nicely groomed with silky red, white and blue ribbons carefully tied on his mane and tail. Emma the Bearded Lady, her beard neatly trimmed, was the Bride's Maid and Joey the Clown was the Best Man, looking comically dapper in his black tuxedo and full Clown makeup. The little folk from the Side Show walked down the aisle leading to the Center Ring, scattering rose petals. Ringmaster Clyde, who was also an ordained Minister, stood on a platform in the center ring, cradling his Bible in his right arm. All of the Circus Folks sat in the stands circling the Center Ring, some dabbing handkerchiefs to their eyes, including some of the roughest and toughest of the burly Roustabouts, a few loudly bawling.

    Finally the big moment arrived and everyone turned their attention towards the brightly decorated curtains of the backstage area. The light operator directed a bright spotlight on the curtains as they parted in a grand sweep. Everyone murmured in approval as the spotlight shone on the figures of the Bride and Groom, Cheryl dressed in a beautiful, white buckskin dress, a white Cowgirl hat on top of her lovely head with a silky thin veil slightly covering her face. She held a beautiful bouquet of flowers in her hands, her left arm wrapped around Waldo's thick right arm. The nervous but proud Groom wore a huge, smartly tailored black tuxedo which had to be let out three times, due mostly in part to Cheryl's delicious meals which she fed to the happily compliant Waldo. The consistent feedings truly showed on the Fat Man's bulging figure. Not only had he regained the 90 pounds he lost, he added a few additional pounds to his heft, bringing his weight up to 693 pounds,easily re-earning him the title of the Fattest Man in the county. Waldo happily held on to Cheryl's dainty arm as she walked and he waddled down the aisle towards the Center Ring, the Circus Orchestra playing a version of the Wedding March, heavy on the calliope. As the couple entered the Center Ring, Joey the Clown broke the solemnness of the occasion by raising his off-key voice and singing loudly "Here come the Bride, the Groom by her side. See how he waddles, Big, Fat and Wide!" The tension broken, everyone inside the Big Top broke out in loud laughter, Waldo and Cheryl laughing the loudest of all. Ringmaster Clyde smiled and then loudly cleared his throat, signaling for the tent to quiet down, which everyone quickly did as the ceremony promptly began.

    After the usual opening remarks, Ringmaster Clyde directed the couple to face each other as they gave their vows, which they obediently did. Looking into each other's eyes, they listened seriously as the Ringmaster spoke. "Do you, Waldo Wyde, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" "I Do" Waldo dutifully answered as he slipped a small gold band on her dainty finger. Then turning to the Bride, the Ringmaster continue. "And do you, Cheryl Darling, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I Do" Cheryl said softly, the cheeks on her face behind the thin veil lightly blushing as she pushed the large gold ring onto his pudgy finger, a tight fit despite having been resized twice. They both shyly smiled at each other before facing Ringmaster Clyde. The Ringmaster raised his hand over his Bible. "Then by powers invested on me by the laws of this state and county, and in front of the eyes of God and these witnesses, I now pronounce you Man and Wife. You may now kiss the Bride!" Waldo shyly turned to Cheryl and gently lifted her veil, her smiling face glowing as they each leaned forward, joining their lips in a deep, loving kiss. They embraced each other, Waldo carefully holding her as Cheryl wrapped her slim arms around her round, wide husband as far as they could reach. Breaking their embrace, Waldo tenderly held Cheryl's tiny hand in his beefy hand, kissing it and with a soft, loving voice said "that's my girl", causing tears of joy to run down the cheeks of his Bride's happy face.

    Directed by Ringmaster Clyde, the happy couple turned and faced the gathered crowd, many wiping tears from their own eyes. Then, in his big, booming Ringmaster voice, Clyde bellowed out "Ladies and Gentlemen! I proudly introduce to you, Mr. and Mrs. Waldo and Cheryl Wyde!" The Circus Folk stood on their feet and applauded, loudly shouting their congratulations to the happy couple as they walked up the aisle, waving to their Circus Family.

    The Wedding Reception was held in the Dining Tent where Waldo and Cheryl first saw each other just a few months before. Tony the Cook outdid himself having baked a beautiful wedding cake at least three tiers tall. The cake was decorated in brightly colored Circus themed icing. And delicately perched on the very top of the cake made to resemble a Circus Ring, were two specially designed Bride and Groom figures. The Bride figure was wearing a white cowgirl outfit and hat, sitting on the figure of a horse standing on its' hind legs. Standing right next to the horse holding its' reins was the wide, round figure of a fat Groom, wearing a snug looking tuxedo, the jacket opened as if it couldn't be buttoned, revealing a large, white dress shirt tightly covering the figures' huge belly, a small bowtie straining in the collar just under the Grooms' triple chins. For comic effect, Tony pressed the tubby Groom figure slightly into the icing, giving the illusion that the figure was sinking deep into the cake under its' own great weight. Waldo and Cheryl laughed when they saw the figures and thanked Tony for the beautiful cake. Tony and his cooking staff prepared a wonderful wedding feast, with many varieties of meats, pastas and pastries.

    The Wedding Party were sitting in the center table as they were served, the Bride getting a small dish with a little salad on the side, while a large plate piled high with food was set in front of the Groom. Cheryl picked up a fork and happily proceeded to feed her new Tubby Hubby. Soon it was time to cut the Wedding Cake. The Happy Couple posed next to the cake as the official Circus Photographer took a flash photo of them cutting the cake. Cheryl cut a huge slice of cake onto a plate, and spearing a very generous piece, brought the cake up to Waldo's wide open and waiting mouth. She fed him every piece of the cake slice till the plate was empty, and then with a sly wink towards the Groom, she cut an even bigger slice onto the plate and made sure her handsome Fat Man finished every bite.

    The party wound down hours later and the Circus Folk started to head back to their individual tents and trailers, making sure to give the Bride and Groom their final congratulation before they left. Tony the Cook handed them a box containing the Wedding Figures and a nice, big, generous piece of wedding cake. The tired but happy couple said their final goodbyes to Ringmaster Clyde, Joey, Bruno and Emma before they headed towards their own trailer. As a special wedding gift, Circus Carpenters and Roustabouts redesigned Waldo and Cheryl's individual trailers, combining them into one large and roomy living unit.

    As they approached the wide door of their new trailer, Waldo gave Cheryl a sly smile, then carefully scooped his giggling Bride into his pudgy, strong arms. Then walking up the sturdy, reinforced steps, he carried his new Bride up to the door, managing to get it open with his thick foot, then they kissed each other, the Bride throwing her arms around her wide Husband as far as she could reach. Their lips were still pressed together as the round Fat Man carried the slim Cowgirl over the threshold of their trailer, the wide door closing behind them. A moment later, a large, beefy hand opened the door slightly and carefully placed a small sign on the doorknob, decorated in bright Circus colors and painted balloons, that read: 'On Honeymoon - Do Not Disturb'. As the pudgy hand tried to carefully adjust the sign, a slimmer, dainty hand reached out, tenderly touching the larger hand, and gently grasping it and giving it a little squeeze,coaxing it back behind the door which quietly clicked shut.
     
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    Waldo and Cheryl continued their careers with the Circus for several happy years. Cheryl kept her maiden name of 'Cheryl Darling' as her stage name at Waldo's insistence in honor of her father, the famous Big Jim Darling. Her trick horse act was always a big draw, while Waldo was still a popular and well-loved Side Show attraction. Cheryl didn't mind when some young ladies during his act poked Waldo's arms and belly and became flirty with him. She'd just step out the wings in her Buckskin Cowgirl costume, slipped her slim arm around his plump right arm, pecked him on his chubby cheek, then turn to the young ladies and raise her petite hand, flashing her wedding band, firmly saying to the visibly disappointed women as she escorted the Fat Man away, "Sorry Girls, this big, handsome man is mine!"

    Over the years Waldo put on additional pounds to his wide frame until, reaching a weight of nearly 720 pounds, he started getting more winded and the joints of his legs began to ache. The couple had made an agreement before they married that if Waldo's weight became a cause for concern, he would be put on a strict diet and exercise regime to bring his weight down and improve his health. With Ringmaster Clyde's blessing, and cooking and serving him healthier meals, Cheryl was able to bring Waldo's weight down to a more manageable 568 pounds, just enough for him keep his 'Fat Man' title, and with steady exercise and long walks, making his legs stronger and sturdier to carry his still sizable weight. Once in a while Cheryl allowed Waldo to slip on his diet with fun 'feeding' sessions, but always seriously returning to the health regime to keep him in shape, which stayed consistently round.

    The years passed with a few bumps but plenty of happy, fun times. There was one major bump that couldn't be avoided and was dreadfully expected. Cheryl's horse Windy began to show signs of slowing down, having difficulties even performing his simplest tricks. A visit from the vet only confirmed the verdict; Windy was getting on in years and would no longer be able to perform. It was best for the loyal and loving animal to retire from Circus life and live out its' final years peacefully on a small farm. Cheryl and Waldo cried as they tenderly stroked Windy's long, soft mane. They then made the decision which they knew was the right one for them. They would also retire from the Circus, buying a small ranch with their Circus savings that had a corral big enough for Windy to relax and run in, and maybe raise a family together.

    They announced their plans to Ringmaster Clyde who was saddened but understanding about their decision. The Circus bade them a sad farewell at the retirement party held in the Dining Tent. All of the Circus Folk tearfully wished them good luck and told the couple to come and visit whenever the Circus came to their area, which they promised they would. To ensure that they would keep that promise, Ringmaster Clyde gifted them with Life Time Circus passes, which touched their hearts. They said goodbye to all their Circus Family, Tony the Cook, the Lion Tamer, the Little Folk, Bruno and Emma, the Strong Man giving the Fat Man a big bear hug. "You be sure to come back and visit us, Fat Boy. I want to beat you at arm wrestling again." "After I won the last five rounds? You're on, Muscles!" Waldo laughed as the two friends gave each other a firm handshake.

    After saying a few last goodbyes, Waldo began hitching Windy's trailer behind the large mobile home trailer Ringmaster Clyde gifted them with. Cheryl had made sure that Windy had been fed and was comfortable before closing the door of the horses' trailer. Checking all the last minute details, Cheryl approached her large husband who was by the driver's side of their van. "Everything okay, Dear?" Cheryl asked as she got nearer. "All's fine, we're about ready to roll. It's just...," "Just what" she questioned. "Well, I didn't run into Joey. He wasn't at the Farewell Party. I'd hate to leave before saying goodbye to my best friend. I wish I knew where he is" A small smile came to Cheryl's face as she said "Well, why don't you turn around and find out." Puzzled, Waldo turned around to find Joey standing directly behind him. His longtime friend stood with a small, sad smile on his face which was wiped clean of his Clown makeup.

    "So, couldn't take it, huh. My bad jokes got to you and you're finally leaving, eh?" the Clown smirked. "Yep", Waldo chuckled, "Couldn't spend one more minute hearing those groaners, so we're going while the going is good." "And after I came up with some new ones, too!" Joey laughed. The two friends looked at each other for a long moment, then they both reached out and gave each other a big bear hug, patting each other affectionately across their backs. They held each other for a few, long minutes before breaking their embrace, facing each other again. Their eyes were wet and misty, and they just look at each other for another long minute, neither man saying a word but saying volumes with their eyes.

    Finally, as was his custom, Joey broke the awkward silence. "You and Cheryl better come visit us when we're in town, or so help me, I'll grab me a couple of elephants and come looking for you!, he smiled while poking his finger into the large man's soft, squishy chest. Waldo playfully gave the Clown a hard tap on his friend's arm with his beefy fist. "Wouldn't miss it for all the donuts in the Dining Tent!" Joey then turned towards Cheryl who was watching the two friends' fond farewell while dabbing a handkerchief to her eyes and cheek. "Hey Cowgirl", Joey said as he held out his arms, "Come here and give us a hug!" Cheryl wrapped her arms around the Clown, giving him a big hug. "Thank you for being such a good friend, Joey" she said through tear filled eyes as she kissed the Clown on his cheek. Stepping back, Joey looked at Cheryl while pointing at Waldo's sizable belly. "You better take good care of this big blob and make sure he's well fed, Cowgirl, he's too darn skinny now!" Cheryl giggled as she gave the Clown one last, quick hug. "I'll do my very best!" she laughed and gave his cheek another kiss. Turning back to Waldo, he held his hand out and the two friends gave each other a final, hearty handshake. "Be good, Big Guy", Joey sadly smiled. "Remember, we'll always be family." "Brothers forever, Man" Waldo said as he gave his friends' hand a final squeeze, "Brothers Forever!"

    Waldo gave Joey a nod of his head as he turned to join Cheryl who was already sitting on the passenger side of the van. Waldo climbed into the drivers' seat, his big belly pressing up against the steering wheel. He squirmed and adjusted his seat till he got comfortable. He switched on the motor, then turned to his smiling wife sitting in the opposite seat. He held out his large beefy hand and Cheryl placed her small, dainty hand into his and gave it a squeeze. "Ready to go, Miss Darling?" he said. "Wherever you go, I'm sticking right by your side, literally through thick and thin, Mr. Wyde!" she sweetly smiled. The large man brought his wife's tiny hand up to his lips and gave it a gentle kiss. "That's My Girl" he said tenderly.

    Placing both hands on the steering wheel, the vehicle started and began to roll down the dusty road away from the Circus grounds, Windys' attached trailer rolling right behind it.

    Joey the clown stood and watched as a large, pudgy arm waved in his direction, and he waved back. The Clown stood where he was, waving as the van, with the Fat Man and the Cowgirl inside, drove off into the distance.

    A lump came to Joey's throat as he waved to the disappearing van. "Happy Trails my friends" he said softly. "Happy Trails."

    The End.

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    What a cute story and original setting! Very clever all around!
     
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    Thank you, I appreciate that. So pleased you enjoyed it. :)
     

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