[CREATORS NOTE: i wrote this on mobile in my notes app when the wifi was out cuz i was bored.] [probably out of character but ok]

The 'Freak' Circus had been in your town for a week or so now, and you've grown at least slightly familiar with all the different members.

Pierrot was.. obviously the one you were most accustomed to. He was quite fond of you, bringing you tiny gifts and flowers from time to time; and whispering sweet things in your ear when nobody was looking.

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It was a fairly calm day in the café you worked at, only one or two people sitting inside and doing their own thing. As one would usually do when they had nothing better to do; you decided to restock the napkin container and straw cup. After your return, you found a familiar face standing at the counter patiently. His mask held a smile, and one of his gloved hands rested on the table in front of him.

He tilted his head playfully as your eyes met his, earning a jingle from the bells on his hat; and he waved to you.

He pointed to something. A strawberry strudel. Ah, yes. He always ordered something when he visited so your manager wouldn't kick him out for loitering.

While you worked at grabbing the pastry he ordered, his eyes followed your movements shamelessly; a hint of pride in his gaze.

You handed him the strudel he asked for, and he took it gently with a nod. He leaned forward, a playful glint in his eyes and whispered quietly; just loud enough for you to hear.

"Thank you, my dear."