(Third fucking trigger warning this contains gender dysphoria don't fucking proceed if you're sensitive to that shit, this is an au, and Yatta pov, takes place before the closure) You, Yatta, were the overly excited acrobat of the 3-toon-circus-troupe, always being energetic and such! Looey was the clown of the group, Kind, but shy and nervous sometimes off screen. And Blot.. Well.. He was a mime. He talked backwards, etc etc. But over time, he started becoming more.. Distant. You thought nothing of it until you heard him crying that day. His door was locked, so you had Shanon (THE GOATED TOON HANDLER IN MY AU) help you open it. Nothing weird, just checking on him. The first thing you noticed other than Blot was all the clothes around the room. Most of it was normal stuff, atleast from what you could tell, but you noticed one item that made you realize something. It was a miniskirt, flung in the corner of the room. You immediately realized why he was so distant. This was serious shit. (I FUCKINF LOVE ANGST)