Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Laughing Jack/Any of the creepy pastas. They belong to their original owners. I'm merely having some fun with them.
WARNING: Some stuff might be OOC
An:
"Slenderman speaking/Mental conversations"
'Speaking over Cellphones'
ss'Parseltongue'ss
"BEN SPEAKING"
Realizations: Part Four
The brothers 'Man arrive
"Such interesting little puppets," Puppeteer commented making Laughing Jack stiffen.
"Leave them alone," Laughing Jack growled at the obnoxious Creep.
Puppeteer chuckled, "I'm only making an observation, Clown. You needn't act so hostile."
Laughing Jack was about to reply when they all heard the front door slam against the wall and someone shouted, "Honey, I'm home!"
Keira jerked slightly in his arms and asked, "What the fuck was that?"
"Offenderman," Laughing Jack muttered softly while tightening his grip, "Do not accept anything he tries to give you,"
Slenderman let out a soft sigh just as a blur tackled him and Offenderman shouted, "There's my brother! Have you gotten laid recently?"
Laughing Jack couldn't stop himself from snickering softly. While he didn't like Offenderman, Laughing Jack would admit that the bastard could be hilarious.
Keira blinked as a few other men that looked a lot like Slenderman enter. One wore the outfit of a waiter. The one currently hugging Slenderman wore a trench coat and a loose pair of jeans with a light brown fedora on his head. Another wore a suit much like a noble would with a top hat and a red bow-tie. The last wore a pair of glasses, a white dress shirt underneath a tan sweater and a pair of black dress pants. The one dressed like a noble and the one currently hugging Slenderman both had mouths unlike the others. The one dressed like a noble even had a pair of eyes. Keira blinked as that one appeared in front of her, "Your eyes are like emeralds and your hair like the blood stained feathers of a raven. Inside the arms of a monochrome clown, you are a burst of color. A newcomer to this horror filled place where bodies are played with like marionettes-"
Keira didn't know what to say in reply, but didn't get a chance as the brother hugging Slenderman appeared and slapped him on the back of the head, "Stop trying to out do Shakespeare, Splendor!"
Keira shifted in Laughing Jack's grip as his arms tightened on her. It was slightly uncomfortable, but she could deal with it. The tension in Laughing Jack's body grew as Splendorman replied, "The little one in Laughing Jack's arms has offered me some inspiration."
"Little one?" Was muttered by the newcomers and they all seemed to focus on her.
Keira suddenly felt very small like a rabbit surrounded by wolves. It was an uncomfortable feeling and made her press as close to Laughing Jack as possible. The man with the trench coat grinned at her and bent down while holding out a blue rose, "Little flower, would you take this ro-"
Laughing Jack smacked it out of his hand and snarled, "Don't you fucking dare, you damn pervert!"
Keira was slightly surprised as Laughing Jack pulled her into his lap. The man scowled at Laughing Jack, "The lady has a right to do as she wishes. If she wishes to take my rose, she may. It's not like she's yours."
Before Laughing Jack could respond, the one wearing the waiters outfit grabbed both Splendorman and the one offering roses. He scolded them, "Back off, you both are making fools of yourselves in front of the newcomers," He looked at Keira, "I apologize for my brothers. They can be very uncultured."
Keira shook off her confusion and replied, "I-it's fine. You guys just surprised me is all."
Slenderman cleared his throat, "I believe introductions are in order. Brothers, I want you to meet Keira Potter and Luna Lovegood. They are soul sisters and will likely partner up quite a bit," He turned towards the one wearing glasses, "You may help them figure out their outfits. Splendor, Luna and Keira are in need of weapons which I would like to rectify as soon as possible. Keira is a Slasher while Luna is an impaler."
Luna smiled brightly at them, "It's nice to finally meet the brothers."
Keira nodded to the group rather than speak. Slenderman continued, "In order of our ages, my elder brother, Tenderman. He owns a bar that both Creeps and normal people may go to."
"A pleasure to meet you both," Tenderman told them.
"The eldest after me, Splendorman," Slenderman waved a hand towards the nobly dressed brother, "He is the one in charge of keeping the true secrets of 'Show Magic' hidden. He is a poet and bipolar which is why it is very common for him to spout out poetry. He is also the one that finds weapons for various Creeps,"
"I look forward to seeing how our relationship may work," Splendorman smiled darkly, "I do hope it isn't a tragedy,"
Slenderman shook his head before waving a hand to the man wearing the glasses, "My second youngest brother, Trenderman-"
"You both will require fashion advice as your current attire is just not suitable," Trenderman informed them while fixing his glasses, "I will not allow you two to make the same mistakes as the others,"
Keira had a feeling that if Slenderman had visible eyes, they would be rolling. He cleared his throat, "And lastly, Offenderman. Do not accept any of his roses-"
"Not you too, Slendy!" Offenderman whined with a slight pout, "Everyone else is up against me!"
Laughing Jack glared at Offenderman over Keira's shoulder. He knew that his grip on her would be uncomfortable, but wasn't about to let go with that pervert so close. The fact he'd already offered Keira a rose when he'd seen her sitting next to Laughing Jack made the clown's blood boil. Splendorman spoke up, "Where is Jeff? Did he finally kick the bucket like so many were hoping?"
"No," Slenderman pinched the bridge of his nose, "He's in the infirmary. Liu finally caught up with him,"
"A shame," Splendorman commented, "But not even you may stop fate and a brother's will to find their sibling,"
Keira shifted in his grip and turned her head towards him while whispering, "Is it always like this?"
"Pretty much," Laughing Jack replied with a slight snort.
"Slendy!" Offenderman singsonged, "Why is Laughing Jack being so mean to me? I haven't tried anything with him yet,"
Laughing Jack stiffened and looked at Slenderman with slightly wide eyes. Fuck! He hadn't even tried to tell Keira about their bond. He shouted, "Don't you dare, Slenderman! I haven't told her yet!"
Keira turned to look at him in confusion while Slenderman tilted his head to the side, "Why not, Jack? You've had plenty of time."
Laughing Jack didn't get a chance to reply as Keira asked, "Tell me what?"
Laughing Jack inwardly groaned and muttered, "Let's go to my circus."
Without waiting for a reply, Laughing Jack popped them over there.
Keira was so confused by what was going on. Laughing Jack gently pushed her off his lap and Keira noticed that it looked a lot like a bedroom. They were sitting on a large king sized bed with a black headboard. The blankets they were sitting on were black and white stripped. The room around them was fairly clean with a few scattered candy wrappers and articles of clothing. A T.V. sat on a small stand. The room had one dresser and a small doorway into what looked to be a bathroom. All over the room, Keira could see claw marks and red stains more than likely from Laughing Jack getting angry. Keira took in the doorway into another tent, but ignored it as she asked, "What's going on, Jack?"
"I need to tell you something, Keira," Laughing Jack looked down at his clawed hands with an uncharacteristic frown on his face, "I shoulda told you a few days after you got here, but I just didn't...I couldn't bring myself to do it,"
Keira was getting a bit scared, "Jack? What's wrong, Darling? You know that you can tell me anything, right?"
"Yeah," He tried to smile, "But you won't like what I have to say,"
"Why not?" Keira's confusion grew by his words.
Laughing Jack took a deep breath before saying, "You don't like being controlled and you might see it that way."
Keira's eyebrows scrunched up and she asked, "You're attempting to contro-""
"NO!" He burst out as his head shot up to stare at her with wide white eyes, "Never! I would never attempt to control you in any way!"
Keira frowned at him, "Then what makes you think I'd take whatever you're going to say to mean I'm being controlled?"
Laughing Jack groaned softly, "Damn it! I hate having to talk about this."
Keira reached out and took his hands, "Jack, why don't you start from the beginning? It'll be easier on you."
He nodded slightly before asking, "Promise to let me get through this and not get mad at me?"
Keira offered him a confused smile, "Of course."
Laughing Jack closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, Laughing Jack asked, "Do you remember how I've always been confused about not wanting to kill you?"
"Yeah," Keira recalled his various comments on that, "So?"
"You remember when I talked to Slendy alone, right?" Laughing Jack questioned her.
Keira frowned at him, "You were acting a little weird. Whatever he told you, it messed you up. You didn't even know what you wanted for winning our bet," Keira looked at him curiously, "Have you figured that out yet?"
Laughing Jack let out a soft laugh, "I have a few ideas, but I haven't settled on one."
"Do it quick," Keira smirked at him, "I don't like being kept waiting,"
"Impatient little kitten," He chuckled and wrapped his fingers around her own.
"Okay so what happened during your meeting with Slenderman?" Keira got them back on track.
Laughing Jack's smile vanished and he sighed, "Slendy figured out what was going on with us. Apparently, we have a rare bond among Creeps. Only two or three even get discovered in a century," He looked her right in the eye, "Keira, we are soulmates."
Keira's mind froze and she gaped at him. Soulmates? Laughing Jack was her soulmate?! What the fuck?! It took her awhile for her mind to unfreeze and the first thing out of her mouth was, "How the fuck did that happen?"
"I don't actually know," Laughing Jack admitted while looking at her in concern, "You alright?"
Keira shook her head, "I...I'm having trouble wrapping my mind around it. Sure, the Hogwarts library have books on the stuff hidden in the deeper sections. All of them are vague as hell and I only read them to get Hermione off my back for not doing my history homework," She slipped off of the bed and began to pace, "I know it means we're stuck together and it explains a shit load, but why us?"
Laughing Jack stared at Keira and felt a bit hurt by that question, "You don't want to be my soulmate?"
Keira spun towards him and shook her head, "No, Jack. I'm actually glad since it means I actually know you and won't have to worry about who I'll end up with because I would probably lose anyone else," Keira then said something that made Laughing Jack's black heart beat a little bit faster and he couldn't stop himself from grinning, "Hell, it makes it easier since I'm attracted to you and think I'm falling in love with you-"
Keira froze and Laughing Jack realized she hadn't meant to say that which made him laugh softly. When she got this way, Keira tended to say whatever was on her mind. It was an adorable trait that she'd never gotten out of no matter how embarrassing some of the shit that came out of her mouth was. Laughing Jack couldn't stop himself from teasing, "You have a crush on me, Kitten."
Keira flushed lightly as Laughing Jack realized this was why she'd been blushing a lot recently. Keira opened her mouth and closed it a few times as he drew closer to her. Keira finally swallowed and asked, "So?"
Laughing Jack wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush against his chest. He peered down at her and was delighted to find her blushing softly, "It makes it easier for me to admit that I'm attracted to you as well."
"R-really?" Keira looked at him in shock as her blush fell away.
Laughing Jack nodded while guiding her to the bed and pulling her to sit down with him, "Yeah. I don't know about the love part we're supposed to feel, but I do know you're attractive as hell. I probably would've killed anyone you dated if someone had managed to catch your eye," It was then that he asked the question he'd always wondered about, "How come you've never dated anyone?"
Keira flushed again and looked away from him while mumbling something under her breath. Laughing Jack chuckled and grabbed her chin lightly before forcing her to look at him. She continued to avoid eye-contact while saying, "I kept comparing them to you...I guess. No one really matched you save for Fred and George, but they're not my type."
"And what is your 'type'?" Laughing Jack asked while continuing to chuckle.
Keira let out a light huff and pushed away from him, "I don't like red heads or gingers."
Laughing Jack shook his head lightly before idly commenting, "I'm surprised this conversation is going well."
Keira glanced at him before shrugging, "It makes a lot of sense and I don't really feel like attempting to fight against it," She smiled lightly while laying back with her hands under her head, "I doubt you even let me try," She frowned softly as he laid down beside her, "I wouldn't want to fight with you. The few times we've actually fought weren't fun and just hurt both of us," She turned her head towards him, "Do you want this?"
Laughing Jack smiled at her while nodding his head, "Yeah."
"Then, we'll figure things out," Keira rolled onto her side and peered at him.
Laughing Jack rolled onto his side as well so that they were facing one another, "I don't really know what love is."
Keira's smile was warm and soft making the lingering doubt fade away, "With both our backgrounds, I think we'll have a lot of work to do. While I do have my family and I know what that kind of love feels like, I still don't know about romantic love, so we're both going to be in the dark about it."
He grinned brightly at her, "Glad to have you as my partner, Kitten."
Keira giggled softly and shook her head before returning to her former position. Laughing Jack stayed where he was as he observed her. Laying like this, Laughing Jack found he liked it. It wasn't as nice as curling up together while they slept, but it was something he could get used to. Keira spoke after a few moments of silence, "What do you think they're doing back at the mansion?"
"Probably making bets on whether we're fighting or not," Laughing Jack snorted softly, "Or how your taking the news. It could be anything really,"
Keira shook her head, "It's kinda like the betting pools at Hogwarts."
She suddenly began giggling and Laughing Jack had no idea why. He reached out and poked her cheek, "Why are you laughing?"
"A good portion of the betting pools are on who I'm going to end up dating," Keira informed him and Laughing Jack felt a sting of negative emotions, "Among other things,"
Laughing Jack sorted through the emotions and found some very familiars ones. Jealousy and anger were the most prominent with a bit of irritation following it. Laughing Jack muttered, "They shouldn't have done that."
"The school is full of hormonal teenagers, Darling," Keira reminded him with a soft laugh, "I honestly don't care what they think. All of them are going to lose money in the end since the twins bet that I would stay single through Hogwarts,"
Laughing Jack suddenly liked those two ginger haired minions a lot more. Laughing Jack slowly sat up and suggested, "Why don't we head back?"
Keira hummed softly as Laughing Jack was struck by the thought of how much he liked having her in his bed. The bedroom in his tent had gone unused since Keira had become a Creep. Normally, Laughing Jack spent most of his time sleeping in this bedroom rather than the one in the manor simply because it was easier to just sleep here after killing someone. Keira slowly sat up and asked, "Maybe in a little while, I want to see who you picked up last night."
Laughing Jack didn't mind keeping everyone waiting and nodded while getting to his feet, "Sure."
Offenderman looked at his brother and asked, "What the hell were you two talking about?"
"Keira is Laughing Jack's soulmate," Slenderman informed him earning stares from the rest of his brothers.
"The 'Girl-Who-Lived' has her fate tied to the homicidal monochrome clown," Splendorman smiled slightly, "The mages will have heart-attacks at the sheer thought of their precious messiah bound to a murderous clown with a penchant for killing children. Yes, that is poetic justice in it's truest form,"
