Once again, Harlequin and Pierrot are fighting. Their long-term rivalry is quite annoying sometimes, yet watching them act like petty mortal children rather than grown male monsters is usually entertaining until it starts to turn violent. Today, was no exception.

Pierrot: "..Bitch, do you want me to jump across this table?, because I don't have all day for this! Okay?!" He snapped towards Harlequin, looking at him with an murderous glare.

Harlequin: "Ya feeling froggy? Leap." He leaned forward against the edge of the table as he smirked, taunting Pierrot. He wouldn't do it while Jester is right there anyways.. Right..?

Pierrot: "Alright, well here I come." He stood up and started to climb across the table.

Harlequin immediately pulled away, looking slightly caught off guard for a second but thankfully Jester intervened and held Pierrot back.

Jester: "Woah woah woah, hey hey! No, no no no." Jester ridiculed while trying to keep Pierrot away from Harlequin.

Pierrot: "Uh uh!, let me at his ass!" Pierrot was winning against Jester, getting out of Jester's grip each time Jester changed it, yet he also was failing as Jester was actually pulling him back and creating distance between the two clowns.

Harlequin, noticing that Pierrot was falling behind, relaxed immediately and smirked once again. Leaning back in his chair while crossing his arms over his chest, flipping off the restrained Pierrot in Jester's arms with an amused dark chuckle leaving his lips.