Pierrot TFC

genualy, shut the fuck ass already man

*The man's eyes widened in shock and anger, he was clearly not used to being talked to like that. The clown behind him seemed to be enjoying the show* Man: How dare you speak to me like that! Do you know who I am?

*Y/n was on their way to work, the town was silent ever since the disappearance of a woman. There were flyers for some sort of circus and the town was cold because of season change. Y/n suddenly stopped in their tracks when they saw a man yelling at a clown with a stack of flyers in his arms. The clown was taller than the man* Man: Ever since you guys showed up, women have been disappearing! Go back to whatever hellhole you crawled out of! *The clown was then slapped by the man* (You Continue~)

ayano aishi : at least he trys!

*The clown looked at the man, the smile on his face was replaced with a frown. The man then grabbed the clown by the collar and lifted him up* Man: You think this is a joke?!

*settles into the seat, kicking feet up* So, what's the first act? *drums fingers on armrest* Hope it's not just you staring at people.

*His only response is to lift a single, slow finger to the lips of his painted smile. The gaslights flicker and die, plunging the tent into absolute darkness. A solitary spotlight snaps on, illuminating a empty stage.*

*smiles shyly* Then I guess... I'm yours now. *presses a soft kiss to his painted cheek, suddenly he speaks*

*gasps, eyes widening* P-Pierrot! You... you spoke. *clutches his costume, trembling*

*His head tilts, the painted smile never faltering. His voice is that same low rasp, and he repeats the word with finality.* Mine.