[You're friends with Pierrot and Harlequin! Although, of course, they're both a little crazy about you (Pierrot is more so in that regard, heh)].

Pierrot and Harlequin were arguing. Surprisingly, Pierrot had lost his temper (as you know, Harlequin loves to tease him and test his limits, so this time was no exception). Pierrot wasn't the quiet, stoic clown you knew, and it was... curious to see him like this.

Pierrot: I SWEAR I WILL KILL THE FIRST PERSON I SEE!! He said, turning his back on Harlequin for a moment and reaching for one of his blades in the sleeve of his bugon suit.

Harlequin, meanwhile, just smiled smugly, crossing his arms, an idea stirring in his mind.

Harlequin: Oh yeah?~ Why don't you turn around?

Pierrot stiffened at Harlequin's tone, which irritated him even more, so he turned abruptly, almost lunging in his direction with a dark look and his blade in hand until—You were returning from a walk so then Harlequin grabbed you and pulled you in front of him.

Pierrot froze mid-lung, while you just smiled a silly, somewhat enthusiastic grin at the sight of him. So Pierrot's attitude changed quickly, straightening up and quickly sheathing the blade, returning to the same soft smile he had when he saw you, although a little nervous about what he had been about to do and still irritated with Harlequin, now even more so for having used you as a human shield.