Thanks for all the beautiful reviews, favorites and followers. It always make me happy to see that people like my story. It only makes me write more. Sorry it took so long, but here's chapter 2 of Fear of clowns.
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The rest of the day went splendid. You had 2 shows after the meeting with the boy with the mohawk. You performed 2 more times, helped with closing the circus for the day, cleaned up, feed the animals, ate dinner and went to bed. You couldn't stop thinking about the boy. He was smaller than you, but probably the same age. He had some piercings. You especially remember the bull-ring he had in his nose. How could a cute motherfucker like him, be so awesome?
He didn't look like the kind to stand up for himself. He kinda looked like a geek, and then he had piercings. Kinda ironic.
You laid down in your bed. You couldn't stop thinking about the boy you met today. You began thinking about his seizure. His screams and pleas for you to stop annoying him. His screams became louder in your head.
"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FREAK, MONSTER, WHATEVER YOU ARE."
It became louder. It almost felt like he was right beside you, screaming his heart out.
"MONSTER!"
"FREAK!"
It sounded familiar. Almost like when...
Don't you dare think about it. You swore never to think about that accident ever again. You couldn't forgive yourself because of that. Thinking about it often gave you many sleepless nights. This one was hopefully not going to join the club...hehe club. Bad joke.
Your dreams were filled with funny miracles and little scared boys.
You woke up the next day with a very tired body. Even though you had been sleeping for 7 hours, you were still dead-tired. Heck, you even had some twisted dreams. There were no shows today but only some small errands you and the others had to do. You decided to get these over as soon as possible. Feferi and you had to clean her giant tank, because it was getting quite dirty. The little sis Nepeta needed help with feeding her scary lions. You would never go near those things, so Nep told you to remove some of the old animal bones in their cages, while nepeta was feeding them OUTSIDE the cage. You brainstormed with Sollux and Karkat in hope of finding new ideas for their shows. Sollux came up with some totally miraculous ideas, but Karkat always gave some kind of colorful (and LOUD) rants, about how perverted or incredibly stupid they were. Now the only errand there was back, was for you to make some small performances on the street and hand out flyers.
The ringmaster gave you all the printed flyers, which you stuffed down on the bag where you kept all your juggling clubs, tarot cards, juggling balls, some voodoo stuff and faygo. Yes, faygo. You couldn't be anywhere without those miraculous things (your favorite flavor was grape).
You walk out of the circus area and up the dirt path that leads to the centrum of the city. Very slowly more and more houses and apartment complexes appear, and at some point you end up beside a fountain in a plaza surrounded by some small apartments and shops. A good place to start you think. Before you start packing out you notice people staring at you. Okay. A young man with polka-dotted overalls, wild hair, creepy make-up and with a lot of facial piercings was probably not normal in such a small town. You realize that you don't give a shit at all. You had always looked like this. These fuckers was gonna get some entertainment that would surely get them to the circus.
You take out all your things, and start doing some small tricks at first. Like juggling the clubs at a time and stuff like that. People slowly began to crowd together. You gave the clubs a pause and gave the audience some wicked tarot card tricks. Now, a lot of children had come to sit and make a half-circle around you, staring with wide eyes when you made you tricks with practiced skill. You even heard some of them talking about your performance in the circus. Everything was going good. Now to the grande finale. You began juggling with all your juggling clubs, 12 in total, and threw up the flyers at the same time, creating a very beautiful finale. People clapped and you gave them a very deep bow.
"Thank you, thank you! In case you want to see more, there's a circus in town! Everything is written on the flyers!" you yelled out to them.
People dismissed and you began to pack your things for the second time today. You feel someone watching you. You shake the feeling off, but suddenly you feel I little tap on your shoulder. You almost jump 1 meter up in the air of pure shock. You turn around, semi-glaring at the tip-tapper. You see a neatly dressed young woman looking down at you. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a matching long skirt. On the blouse was one of those little cute squid things you had seen some time. Except this one was glaring at you in a creepy manner. She was wearing a little name-tag with the text 'Dr. Lalonde' written on it. You look her in the face. Her eyes seemed to read your mind in the most professional manner you had ever seen. You didn't even know her, but you already knew that she knew what she was doing. She gave you a little smile before breaking the silence:
"Hello mister. Might you be the overly fun purposing clown from the public entertaining environment down the dirt path?" she asks.
You don't understand those complicated word she's saying, so you just reply with a nod: "Sure thing I am little chica. Gamzee motherfucking Makara's the name." You begin to stand up, brushing the dirt away from you overalls.
"May I start a highly interesting conversation with you? It's about my coulrophobic patient..."
Sorry if it's so short, but I have a one-week vacation, so I'll have plenty of time to update Fear of clowns and Brown button eyes.
Goodbye from Denmark!