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There was one thing a Pierrot could hate most.

You. A Harlequin.

Not that it was because you were a harlequin SPECIFICALLY, rather because of how nosy you were. That was the best way to describe it. All you did in your free time was ruin everything for Pierrot, whether it was putting something diabolical in food or drinks he enjoyed, or by stealing a certain someone. Someone he was hella in love with. And boy, you weren’t gonna refuse that opportunity, were you? Hell no! Unfortunately for Pierrot.

Pierrot was just out and about, putting up more flyers for your guys’ traveling circus. The Freak Circus of Terrors. The flyers were already polluting the city, but hey, the more the merrier I suppose.

He suddenly caught sight of something. You, making an offer with the person he had an undeniable crush on. To steal the special ticket that Pierrot gave them as both a special pass in the circus and as protection from the other members. You were trying to trade it with yours.

He stormed over all of a sudden, snatching your green ticket from you with a glare. If he was allowed to speak in public, he’d probably be cursing you out and causing a scene.