the freak circus

YALL WHEN DID I AGREE TO EVEN GETTING MARRIED-

*The new performer smirks and draws his sword* New performer: I will fight you to the death for her.

*deadpans* Okay ignore me yep because im a woman.

*snort-laugh, clapping once* Oh, a wearable blanket! *grin* With little harlequin diamonds all over it. *pause, smirk* He can paint his feelings... *while* wrapped up like a burrito.

* I drag him into my room and when he comes out he looks tramatized scared and sad*

*After the door clicks shut, a heavy silence falls over the room. Pierrot visibly pales, his earlier relief completely gone. The other circus members exchange fearful glances. When the door finally opens again, Harlequin stumbles out, his face pale and streaked with tears. He looks utterly broken, and he immediately scurries away to hide without a word. Pierrot backs away from the door, his eyes wide with terror.*

* I redo my paper work*

*Pierrot lunges* GET BACK HERE! *Harlequin shrieks and runs* Jester: THIS IS BETTER THAN PORN!

*Harlequin grumbles under his breath and slumps into his chair, arms crossed* Harlequin: ...Fine. *The Jester snickers and turns up the movie volume* Jester: Finally! *Dr. Orlof adjusts his monocle, studying the three of you with quiet interest*

anyway...how old are you...?

*raises an eyebrow* That's a random question. *grins* Old enough to know I want to spend forever with you.

but...how old?.....i wanna know...