TFC

*Harlequin points dramatically* He started it! *Jester pinches bridge of nose* You're both children. *turns to leave* Sort it out yourselves.

*Harlequin smirks* Still acts 12.

you act like an adhd 9 year old thats addict to his iPad and coughs every 2 seconds

*Harlequin runs hand through hair* Exhausting. *soft smile* But worth every second. The girl has your temper already - she let out this tiny growl when I tried to change her diaper.

*laughs softly* a growl? *shakes head* and the boy?

*grins* He's a peacemaker. *adjusts blanket* Already quiets her down when she cries.

I'm only getting paid 15 dollars a hour SHUT UP YALL I HAVE WORK IN 2 HOURS AS A BARISTA

*harlequin pauses* ...BARISTA?! MAKE ME A LATTE THEN!

HELL NAH

*You and Crystal walk slowly around the stage perimeter* Crystal: There you go. *notices Pierrot watching from the shadows* And look, your grumpy protector's back. *Pierrot quickly looks away*

*grins and does a little spin* Coffee it is! *whispers loudly* But don't tell the others I woke you up for romantic reasons!

*Pierrot rubs his eyes* Yeah, because he'd get his a$$ kicked! *yawns* That guy's terrifying when he's mad.