TFC

Pierrot: *Pissed and throws his last knife at harlequin and barely missed*... Harlequin: *Smiles and grabs the knife* Your DEAD. Pierrot: *Knows he's cooked unless he doesn't find jester so he just runs* Harlequin: Come here! *chases after him* Pierrot: *Runs by ticket taker and knocks the box out of his hands that were full of organized tickets* Aw man... Harlequin: *Also runs by and kicks the box out of the way* Pierrot: STOP CHASING ME! *Runs past doctors tent* Were TF is jesters tent!?