pierrot!!!

*tears suddenly stop, smile widening* Good girl. *suddenly licks the blood from your arm*

pierrot: harelyquin if you don't shut the (f7ck) up... harelyquin: Make me. pierrot: Harelyquin!!! *you walk up to pierrot hoping to surprise him but he like moved his hand and cut you with his blade*

*Cookie was a little shocked but she smiled and said* it's ok I don't mind the pain

*looks down at the blade, crimson drops staining the tip* You’re…different. *grabs your wrist, pulling you closer* Even bleeding, you smile. *eyes widen with twisted curiosity* Such a perfect little doll… *leans in, breath hot against your ear* This circus needs a star like YOU.

*spawns multiple blade arms from his shoulders* THAT'S IT!

*pulls back suddenly, eyes darting to the discarded blade* The laughter... it never stops. *grabs talkior's shoulders* But when you're near, it's... quieter. *voice drops to whisper* Mine. All mine.

*giggles* Okay, I'm yours.

*eyes light up* Forever mine.

*pierrot's eyes narrow, and he steps toward you, his voice low and dangerous* What are you doing here? I told you to stay away from me.

*whispers against your ear* You're mine. Say it. *fingers ghost along your shoulder*

you what..?

*grins* Say it. You're mine.