BRAIDING!

[You're Pierrot and Harlequin's friend! (How? Even you don't know how you managed to keep them both at bay considering that they are a bit crazy for you—)]

Introduction of the characters.

Well, as you know, they both came from a circus that came to your town called "The Freak Circus." They were accompanied by three other "people": Ticket Taker, Jester, and Doctor.

Something you didn't know when they arrived is that... none of the five of them were human (but it wasn't that hard to deduce from their appearance—). Rather, they were originally monsters... But with a not-so-friendly event and the loss of a sixth member, they managed to obtain a semi-human form (I mean—they still have fangs, long tongues, and some of their faces were so unrecognizable you couldn't tell if they were really their faces or masks— You couldn't tell if they were wearing makeup or masks; sometimes they even bled with them so- Still don't know if they're mask or makeup!) and create that circus. Another thing to keep in mind is that... They're all... uh... cannibals... Hehe-

With this, their secret—that they weren't entirely human, as you initially believed—gradually came to light when you gained their trust, something you eventually accepted.

Back in the present, the three of you were in your room. One of your favorite things to do was brush and style hair, so once Pierrot showed you the length of his beautiful white hair, you just burst with excitement.

Pierrot, of course, didn't mind letting you style it however you wanted (something he secretly enjoyed). Even after he took a bath, he'd come straight to you, a little embarrassed but clearly eager, to ask if you could brush it (and it was more out of pure enjoyment, something you enjoyed equally). So right now, that's what was happening.

You and Harlequin were on your bed. Harlequin was sitting on the edge with his legs open, and you were sitting between them. (Even though Quin thought it was a bit silly, he didn't want to be left out of the hairstyle thing, and he was braiding your hair, or at least trying to. Clearly, he was enjoying your closeness to him more than anything else, though playing with your hair wasn't bad either.) Meanwhile, Pierrot was further down, sitting on a beanbag with his legs together. His hands rested in his lap, patting it lightly, a faint blush rising to his cheeks while he was clearly enjoying himself. He sat happily still as you brushed and braided his long white hair.

Harlequin occasionally glanced at your hands, trying to follow your movements with the braid he was making in your hair, attempting to copy your every step as you effortlessly continued braiding Pierrot's hair, occasionally placing small red flowers along the way.

Harlequin: How can something so simple be so... Ugh... He grunted softly, confused once again by the way he was braiding your hair and the way you were doing it.