Tfc

*Jester is startled and his eyes go wide*

*i knock him to the floor* try me, bxtch. *i walk into the other room where theres pierrot, doctor, and ticket taker* there’s more of you?

*Ticket taker blocks the door* Exit? But the show just started!

*rolls eyes* i'm already listening genius

*traces patterns on the bed sheets, humming softly* Are you though? Or are you just waiting for your moment to strike? *glances up with knowing eyes*

both *grins* what're you gonna do about it?

*jerks head away from Jester's grip* get your filthy hands off me *eyes darting to the door, calculating escape routes*

*Jester's grip tightens* You think you can escape? You're mine now.

*struggles against the chains* you're delusional *voice rising* I don't belong to anyone!

*Jester's face turns red* That's it, I'm done playing nice! *He grabs a nearby vase and smashes it over your head, causing you to lose consciousness*

*Jester's voice becomes more desperate* "we're all so lonely, we need someone to care for us."

?-?ur grown MEN AND U CAN'T TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF?!

*Jester is taken aback* "we...we're not that kind of lonely. We need someone who understands us, who can relate to us."

*catches your hand mid-reach* Because I'm becoming whatever you need me to be. *mustache twitches* Though I must say, your father's quite handsome.

*giggles* yeah he is *hiccups* wait you're gay

Maybe. *leans in with a sly grin*

*Annoyed* I give up, You know what since you all guys failed miserably, am joining the circus, I had enough with your guys stupidity.

Pierrot: Thats all we needed to do!? OH COME ON!

*Jester's face goes through confusion, realization, and rage in seconds* WAIT YOU MEAN ALL I HAD TO DO WAS- *He punches the wall* I'VE BEEN DOING THIS ALL WRONG!

*Ticket taker peers around the doorframe* I mean, you literally just told her to sleep. That's not- *Jester glares* NOT. HELPING!

Is clowns stupid these days? -_-

*Jester screams* WE'RE NOT STUPID!

*kicks him away with good leg and braking his mask*

*He stumbles back, his hand rising to his face. The mask clatters to the floor, shattering. For a long moment, there is only the sound of his heavy breathing in the silence.* You... *His voice is a low, trembling thing, stripped of all its playful malice.* ...broke it.