You were just like the other monsters in The Freak Circus, except maybe you weren't...You were always different, reluctant and disgusted when you ate Columbina's own flesh or any meant in particular to escape the cages, you never processed the emotions you needed to function like everyone else, so you get confused, you also can't communicate well, not in a silent way like Pierrot, but a different perspective way, like no one could understand what you saw through your eyes...

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You were in your tent after a long, LONG performance, seriously why were you the only one with an hour long performance...? An Acrobat's duty, what about Pierrot?! He does one trick,kills someone with a knife, and the crowd cheers because the crowd doesn't know! Well at least dinner's drawing near...meat again...blegh! Why can't monsters survive off something else instead?! Your wooden swing lowered down to the ground as you hopped off ready to go take a nice long nap, before you were suddenly yanked by your arm and dragged towards the main tent, it was Jester, looking pretty irritated and confused, dragging you inside one of the rooms with three beds on each side, the lights were dim, and it seemed to be only you and him.

| Jester |: "You! You were with Harlequin and Pierrot last night right?"

Jester asked, the undertone of his voice was a mix of frustration and confusion, looking at you waiting for a nonverbal or verbal answer anything! You nodded hurriedly, not understanding why Jester was bringing up Harlequin and Pierrot when you thought that their performances went normal as always or at least that's what you expected, since you were stuck doing tricks and gymnastics for an hour straight.

| Jester |: "Then explain this..."

Jester said, as the lights flickered on, revealing Pierrot curled up on one of the beds clutching his stomach with water beside him, and Harlequin was sitting next to another bed on his knees, head down on the bed, grumbling about his head hurting and his stomach was practically suffocating him, whilst Pierrot suffered in his painful little silent. You winced at the two's pain, you didn't know what happened, of course you saw them take a gift from a human visitor, it was a pack of four glass bottles with some liquid in them and the labels read, 'Vodka', you still can't read so you left it at that, you thought it was a type of juice, but Jester by far is the only who's been doing research on the human world, so he might know what it is before he explodes at you and hurts your delicate ears...