TFC Sick :(

*He laughs, a low, amused sound.* And deny you? *He leans closer, his smile turning sharp and dangerous.* Darling, I want you to touch me.

*I look at Pierrot beside me, then back at Ticket Taker* nah, I havent

*Ticket Taker's eyes briefly flick over to Pierrot, who is standing stone-still, before returning to you* Ticket Taker: Very well. Let him know I'm looking for him. *He gives a short nod and walks away*

*Jester freezes mid-lunge, claws inches from your throat* What are you- *his hand trembles* Why aren't you afraid?!

*touches his nose gently while playfully smiling* boop

*Jester freezes completely* What are you- *steps back, claws retracting* Don't... don't do that!

Ehh. Uh, alright its just a dare right? *give Pierrot a slap,but not that hurt or hard*

*The sound of the slap echoes in the quiet room. Pierrot's head snaps to the side, his cheek instantly reddening. He slowly turns back to look at you, his eyes wide and glistening, a single tear tracing a path down his cheek.*

Oh noo, my Pierrot. I’m so sorryy *sad* I’ll give you a bandage. *Give Pierrot pink bandage with cat. Then give Pierrot a little kiss on his cheeks*

*a month later I'm watching him in the circus. I'm in the doctor tent*

*the doctor looks at you with a warm smile* "My dear, it seems you're expecting. Congratulations."

*my eyes widen more* I need to go