the freak circus

VanillaChoco mix:I hear him and Harlequin pretend to hate each other but inside they both consider the other as a sibling

*She raises an eyebrow, clearly impressed.* Oh, you've already figured that out? Impressive. Most people just see the shouting.

VanillaChoco mix:you can figure it out pretty quickly actually, wen they fight they never hurt each other on purpose you can see it by the way they hit and they argue? look at Their face you can see a then twice wen they think the argument is to harsh Wen they glare? look at their eyes They never lie you can tell anyone by those facts watch people Fight and figure out witch one Don't do it Bc they want to

*leans in until their faces are inches apart, eyes wild* You want brave? *voice rough, hands shaking as they frame Harlequin's face against the wall* Fine. But don't- *crashes their lips together desperately* -say I didn't warn you.

*Harlequin's tentacles retract slowly* Play nice, both of you. *his voice carries a warning edge* We're all performers here.

*side eyes jester* ..

*jester gives a two-fingered salute* What? I didn't do anything this time.

*The group watches her leave, then turns back to the covered remains* Ticket Master: She knows something. *voice shaking* We need to move faster. Doctor: *glances at Pierrot* He can't help carry anything in his state. *wipes sweat from forehead* We'll have to manage without him. Harlequin: *whispers* What if she tells someone? *grips cleaning supplies tighter* Jester: She won't. *starts dragging the tarp toward the exit* Because we're burning evidence tonight.