okay i did post this.. DON'T LIKE AND LEAVE IDK HOW MANY TIMES IVE SAID IT MAKES ME UPSET. Prompt: lately your city has been plagued with crime one of the more influential figures is a clown people have \not so lovingly/ nicknamed "hyena" (yes i don't do villain names well stfu.) thanks to his almost constant laughter. you have decided to take on the duty of getting rid of this clown yourself, though being a junior detective its going to be hard. after months and months of planning and mapping out where you think this clown is, you think its time to go and bring him in. you could go in "guns blazing" as they say or infiltrate via pretending to be someone who wants to join. he has been looking for teammates(also if you want you can become a bad guy and ditch the good guys -- also, idc if you want to ship, just lmk. i hate when things are thrown at me at random. bro be girly pop.

run down abandoned! sorry i should have been a bit more descriptive haha.

haha// The clown and a few of his already acquired goons were inside, planning another crime. after some time though he got annoyed with the bumbling idiots and ventured outside, pulling out a cancer sick but stopping when he saw him.

hey sorry my mom had a bad panic attack so imma be slow in replying if at all// "ay, i saw ya..come out." it was soft but commending. "i ain't gonna hurt ya..yet.." the clown stayed where he was, he didn't think it was a very good idea to go chasing.

He chuckled. "Why you here then? Plannin some thin?" He took a few steps closer, moving quietly. It took him around half a mintue to get behind him. Pulling his own blade.

Sorry that was weird and i didn't like it-// "Huh..if ya just wanna talk..why ya hidin?" He hissed, grabbing onto his shoulder to turn the other man to face him. "I like to see who im talkn too."

HHH IM SORRY

The clown seemed to smile more, putting the blade away as to ease the other man. "You're right..i don't." He eyed him, his unnatural green looking all over.

He snapped his fingers in front of his face. "When i talk to ya, you gotta look at me." He sneered though it took him a few seconds to smile again. "What did you want to talk about?"

Arthur eyed him, backing away slightly. "Come in..ill get one of em boys ta get ya some thin ta drink.." he squinted. He walked around to his side and grabbed his arm. "Come on.."

The inside was much cleaner and looked slightly like a house. The clown pushed him into a couch. "Sit doggy, ill get ya a bowl." He poked his nose and walked. Goons stared at him but didn't dare go near.

HAHAHA!!// He came back with a glass of water, setting it down on the table in front of him. Then sat next to him...really close. He leaned slightly. "Start talkin."

He laughed a little. "You look like a hands on type-a learner..tell ya what..how about you accompany me an the boys tomorrow. We havin ourselfs a spree..cute little goods store just opened up..been packed with people."

he chuckled, it was much like the laugh a girl makes when a boy she likes says something thats not really funny. he rocked slightly too. "great..its perfect too..i just had a spot open up." he quickly wiped a small gun out of his stocking and shot one of the goons behind him. it was quiet for a moment before the talking started back up.

"rigghht? lucky puppy eh?" he looked at one one the Goons and shouted "get rid of it! just keep it there it will stain my damn floor!" he looked back at him once a few started running around and grabbing cleaning supplies. "with that one gone..that means a room opened up. better you stay here then miss your lesson."

"well, if you rather i come find you instead.." it sounded like a threat. "plus..you've started to peak my interest..i don't want cha far.." he growled then stood. "Ay Bubby, show this mutt where he'll be stayn." he walked away as a big burly man came towards him and huffed, picking him up and holding him under his arm and walking the back.

the bigger man 'Bubby' plopped him down in front of a door and spoke. "yours.." he had a stereotypical 'big scary dude' voice. "boss might come see you in a bit..hope you don't die." he then turned and walked away from him, joining the rest in the front.

it would be a half an hour later, the clown came strutting in. he didn't even care to knock. "i forgot ta ask ya about yer skills.." he had another cigarette between his lips, though it wasn't lit. "can't have me a clumsy mongrel, that wont end well..and id hate to put my new puppy down so soon."

he chuckled, lighting the cigarette and leaning on the doorway. "yeah, im sure you are." he got off the door and walked closer to him and sat down next to him. again, he was close. this clown obviously doesn't understand personal space..or care about it. "you flexible? how much can you lift, oh and, how you feel about chicken, hm? its what baby is cooking up tonight."

he just nodded, blowing a bit of smoke into his face. he didn't care to turn away. "well if ya did it woulda been fine. Bubby can't have tomatoes, every time he has, his face blue up like a balloon." he chuckled. "he couldn't breath he looked like a dyin fish floppin around on the ground." he laughed. "funny yeah? i got a video you wanna see?"

he bit his lip laughing slightly and pulled out his phone, again from his stocking. it took him a minute to find the video and when he did he showed it to him. it was pretty gruesome, his face had swollen up so much he was starting to turn purple from lack of oxygen. "see, funny."

"Well yeah sweetheat, I record a lotta things. I like to remember." He laughed again the grabbed on to him and took a selfie with him. "Even play things." He patted his cheek and gave him a smooch then hopped off the bed. "Dinner 'll be done ina few, birdie will come get ya." He said, walking off.

HAHAHA OMG// It looked like a cheep motel. All the rooms did. This one just had the last goons cloths in the drawers. Soon a skinny twig of a man knocked on his door. Its was 'birdie' "Uhmm..its uh..d-dinner.."

"ah!! uhm- yeah yeah, s-sorry." he quickly started walking back out to the main room. there was a lady talking to the clown. "uhm..you can eat in your room, you don't have to be..out here..if there's anything you w-want to add, ask baby." he gestured to the lady.

Baby moved away from the clown, getting herself some food. Arthur looked at him and smiled widely, walking over. he was holding two plates. "hi youu." he chuckled and handed him one of the plates. "have you gotten the chance to talk to baby? gotta make sure she knows your tastes and such."

he chuckled and handed the other plate off to Birdie -who heard his name and came walking up- and shooed him. "well when ya get the chance, you should definitely talk to her. sweet lady she is." he looked over at her, she was currently beating one of the goons. "well..most of the time..is that tiny? ugh.." he rolled his eyes and mumbled, walking away and into the hallway, into the room next to his.

after a while Arthur just walked into his room, he was kinda quiet walking over to him and wrapping his arms around his neck in a hug. again, the clown ignored the thing known as 'personal space' "ya know..i realized something, you never gave me your name. i wouldn't use it but id be nice ta know."

the clown hummed but he seemed to start getting frustrated. "i like puppy more.." he mumbled, hugging him a bit tighter. Baby walked by, glancing into the room then quickly coming back and mimicked hugging to him.

baby is actually very sweet// she quietly sighed and gave him the thumbs up then walked back to her own room. he sighed, calming down a bit. "no..everything is okay." he said it in a dreamy way, like he wasn't really there at the moment. the clown just wanted a hug.

he mumbled quietly and let go of him, standing up and walking out of the room. no explanation for the odd hugging or anything, just a random moment. Baby would come by a moment later. "oh lucky you im here, when he does that just hug him back. trust me, just hug back."

"mhm, you're welcome..uhm..You" she laughed a little. "should get to bed, he'll be waking us early to get the plans are set in stone. and a bit of editing..now that you're here." she gave him a wave and went off to bed.

in the early morning Arthur had snuck into his room and sat next to him on the other side, staring. it would still be hours before he woke the others but he didn't want to wait to wake him up. he stared hoping his sleeping mind would realize the feeling and wake him up.

he didn't flinch just laugh. "Arthur, and that was the idea, puppy." he laughed a little more. "what'd you dream about?" he spoke softly, looking genuinely interested. "i hope it was a good dream.."

good for him// "1:30, ill be waking everyone at three." he smiled a little more. "i dreamed about you. you..betrayed me." he looked him up and down. "you wont really do that..right?"

he followed his glace and looked at the hat then back at him then the hat and got up walking over and picking it up. he stared at the book under it then looked at him. "oh, cute, you have a diary."

hey sorry just saw this i fell asleep last night. i wont really be able to answer today, im gonna be at school.// he stared at the cat then started to laugh. "its a kitty! it looks like a clown.." he looked at it closely, noticing small details such as the stars and eye makeup. "ohh..thats a familiar kitty.." he blinked a bit then looked back at him and gave him a hug.

I might be able to reply again at lunch.// He squeezed him a bit, nuzzling him. "I wanna be a cat..hanging out in people's laps, getting petted. Fed.." He spoke softly. "Why wasent i a cat?"

It was in that moment he knew..he f/cked up.// His eyes widened and looked up at him. He looked like he was trying to figure out HOW he was supposed to fell in that moment. Arthur let go of him and backed away a bit. "P-Perfect?" He spoke so softly it could have been a whisper. Then, he smiled. It was a gentle, warm smile. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "I uhm ill let you get a bit more sleep now.." he chuckled in an awkward manner and hurried out of the room. Giggling like a school girl.

HA// Hours later, Birdie knocked on his door. "Its almost time to get going, boss w-wants to see you too, by the way." He played with his finger nail. "Hes uhm..hes in the room to the right."

"its open." the clown called. he had finished dressing in a disguise of his own. it was nothing fancy, just a nice pair of pink-ish read pants, white shirt and a vest that matched the pants. he was just brushing his hair out and thinking about how to style it. he didn't even have any makeup on..yet.

hey btw, ngl everytime i see a new comment from you i happy stim. im very much enjoying my time with you// "yep." he looked at him. his hair was a lot longer down. "first lesson. ya need a costume. what is some one recognizes you eh? that ain't gonna do you no good, pup." he put his hair up in a bun. "i got a few extras in the closet there." he pointed with a him, his hands were busy with hair. "pick any of em. im sure theres somethin' that'll fit ya."

Omg I do that-// he looked at him then the outfit. "you're going for the dark spooky shit? Alright if ya wanna be an emo that cool." He shrugged. " I got makeup you can use." he smiled, and started putting on his usual clown makeup. "just make it a clown..its kinda the thing."

Yep exactly! Sorry, I suck at details haha also also what he says here is a joke, he's not being gross- I mean he is be he isn't// He looked at him, eyes traveling all over. " oh..thevilethingsIdletyoudotome.. Yeah that looks great!" He smiled and gave him a thumbs up. "what type of makeup ya want? Hm? You want a colourful face? Or.. some that matches.." He gestured at him. "I got pretty much anythin you could want. Even latex stuff for like..a face face." He shrugged.

Fake* smh

"awh, thats fine sweetheart. You sit down and I'll get you pretty-ed up. Hm?" He tapped the back of a wooden chair and went into a small room off to the side. It was a small bathroom. It was holding the latex things. He thought it was to messy to keep out there. He'd come back a moment later holding a box and setting it on his bed. "hm..what should you look like.." He spoke to hi self more then he did to Onez.

Haha// Arthur laughed and wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, hugging him. "oh! You're so cute!" he rubbed his cheek against his the let go and looked around in the box, pulling things out and setting them on the vanity. He grabbed another chair and sat in front of him, looking at the make up. "of course you're pretty, I just mean clown pretty."

Arthur smiled and grabbed a brush then got to work. it wouldn't take him long. he already had an idea in mind. he used mostly grays and light blue grays. never full on black until he went to a liner, cupping his jaw and pulling him closer. he hummed quietly while he worked.

He laughed and LICKED him. the clown mostly did it just to see how he'd react but a tiny part of him did it out of a strange curiosity. he had finished his makeup by then and stood laughing still, grabbing the box and the makeup to put it back.

Once he came back out he hummed and tapped his bottom lip in though. he does that often. "hm..yous don't really have a taste..best thin' i can match it with is iron? copper maybe. like blood." he chuckled and pulled a cigarette from the box on the vanity and lit it. "nah..a lil' sweeter than that.."

"yep. now..we make sure we have everything..well the boys do..you and i can just hang out here." he cooed, blowing out smoke and walking over to his bed and sitting down. "im still thinkin' 'bout how im gonna fit ya into my circus..what part you'll play.. i was thinkin' maybe..you feed them hogs.. but i might just have Birdie do it. they like to shoot after all." he was referring to the cops when he said 'hogs', showing what he thought of the police. "that can be later though..for now ill just keep ya as a clown in training..gonna teach ya lots of cool tricks."

"Distract the cops," he huffed, blowing out more smoke. "F/cken' piggys been gettin' to damn smart." He leaned in slightly. "Me thinks theres a mole." He hissed and sat back up. "But uhm..im starting to think its my fav little pet.." his leg bounced. "I really don't wanna think thats why hes sneaking out.."

He eyed him. "Think you can keep an eye on him for me? I really do hate to think my Bubby is playing me for a fool." He tilted his head, dropping the finished stick onto the floor and stepping on it. "You'd be doin' me a big favor, one i plan to return." He leaned back a bit, crossing his leg over his knee, one hand in his lap and the other helping him sat up.

Arthur smiled and looked at the clock on his night stand. "Alright big boy, lets get goin." He stood and walked out of the room, meeting the already settled goons in the main area. He then pointed at the van. "Get in losers"

Arthur hopped in soon after, shutting the door and yelling up at the driver to get moving. only a few moments after that then van started to move. the Clown sat next to Bubby, quietly chatting with him. or well..at him he did all the talking. once they got to the place Arthur stood again. "birdie, kit, you're up, its time to perform." he then looked at Onez. "you're with me, mutt."

As the two went in, two others followed and soon Arthur grabbed his arm and pulled him with. Birdie and Bubby were distracting the cashier up front, doing a 'put the money in the bag' thing while the clown and the two others started setting up things that looked suspiciously like bombs. "Ay pup. you said you never committed a crime right? well.. hows 'bout you grab anything you want then once we get to the van ill let ya press this nifty lil detonator..i want you to blow this shop up. i aint a fan of the owner."

HAHA no, cuz neither would i. oh and i took today off from school, so ill be responding faster.// he eyed him again, clearly taking a small mental note. he then smiled. "sure..anything you want pup. better hurry though." he pointed to the two up front. "they already almost done and i wanna see this place go sky high." he looked off to the side and gasped slightly. he was staring at a small clown figurine in which he promptly *yoinked*.

ofc woof// Arthur stared at it. "oh..mah gawd..you better take that or im putting a bullet in your head." he said it like he was joking but he face would say otherwise, "now hurry up, get to the van." Birdie was quick to get there, holding the bag of loot. 'Kit' however was staying behind because Arthur told him to. he had no idea there were bombs.

Arthur sat next to him after telling the one up front to 'get a move on' he looked at him and his notebook then held out the detonator. "here pup. press the button and we'll see what it looks like when a store flies." he waved it in front of his face, a bit impatiently.

The building blew up. Arthur gasped and quickly looked out the window behind him to watch the bits of building and people fly. he started to laugh, he laughed so hard he couldn't breathe. he leaned back onto Onez, trying to catch his breath. "i didn't think you'd really do it Pup." he chuckled and looked at him. "you've surprised me today.. and i love surprises."

He watched him for a moment, his smile dropping. "Onez? you okay sugarplum?" he whispered, gently patting his cheek. "would it make you feel better to know, i had Bubby remove the mothers and their children?" he frowned. Arthur never did hurt women and children. he had some morals.

:) // He smiled but it was more of a worried one. the drive back to the hideout didn't take long and lucky for them the cops didn't see them leave. Arthur had everybody get out of the van but told Onez to hang out there for a moment, and he'll be back. he hopped out and shooed the others away to got and look at the loot(that he didn't care for at the moment.)

Arthur hopped back into the Van and hugged Onez. "i don't know why you're upset but i promise, all women and children were out safely. don't know why you're upset about blown' some pred's business up." he shrugged a bit, petting his hair.

he smiled and hummed then let go of him. "great! lets get inside, baby is almost done with dinner." he gave him a kiss on the forehead and hopped out, meeting the rest to get some food. the clown went to his own room to eat, he didn't want to eat with the rest today..he was thinking about the notebook..and the notes he saw in it.

yep!// it didn't take long for arthur to finish his food and change into some night clothes (simple plain white long sleeve button up and pj shorts) he let his hair down and set the tie on the night stand. he stood in thought for a bit. tapping his bottom lip and venturing out of the room. he wanted to see the notebook. he had a feeling it wasn't just doodles like he was told.

Arthur had snuck into the room, looking around for a moment before noticing the book on the desk. He shook slightly, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to look at it. He sighed and walked over to it, picking the book up and opening to, starting to read.

He looked up at him, closing the book and setting it down. "Pup," he turned his body to him. "Didn't know you where taken notes about the class." He tapped the book a bit. "Also, a lotta yer stats are are wrong, maybe tomorrow ill give ya a beating, hm? Then you can fix it up."

He laughed a bit. "Wha-cha mean, 'neva use em against me'? Theys just notes, Silly boy." He clearly didn't understand what the notes where really for or..he was denying it. "Baby i know you ain't gonna do nothn'with em. You already promised me you'd neva double cross me." He walked closer to him. "But..with ya sayin' that..i gotta know..you not really intrested in crime..at lest not the way i am..right? You uhm..yer not a cop right?" He nervously laughed. "Right?"

the clown hummed. "then..ya mean you just wanted to study it?" he tilted his head, walking a bit closer. it was the way he was walking. he didn't believe him and he was probably about to do something violent. "ya know pup..i don't like lying."

He paused, his face flushing a bright pink for a moment then he laughed. "Silly boy." He backed away a bit, calming down.

His pink became a red rather quickly and he stepped forward. "You want me to get closer pretty boy?" He cooed, squinting an eye. He had forgotten the book, at least for now. He looked away when he heard a crash. He knew it was one of the goons. Arthur looked back at him, checking him out for a moment before leaving the room to see what one of his idoits had broke.

Arthur had walked by his door soon after he had delt with the idoits, sluggishly returning to his own room and flopping onto his bed.

ugh sorry for such a short reply, i was distracted.//

Oh ofc! ))

Oh huh it's okay, tbh I forget about this haha. Anyway, no he forgot the door and yes it was exhausting so he's resting.))

YEAH WORKING BRAIN!!// the clown mumbled then lifted his head from his pillow and rolled onto his side to look at him. "tiny pissed off baby." he blinked then laid back down on his stomach with a slight huff. it was hard to pull an angry woman off, especially one like baby.

its alright hun.

again, its okay, you don't have to be sorry.

👀

Hh its alright

hahahahaha -choking on cookie dough- hahahahaha

the clown was outside with toon goons, bodyguards of course, just in case. he was sitting on an old picnic bench smoking, and telling the two idiots following him around to leave him alone.

he looked at her like she was an annoying fly then looked at Marson and grabbed his hand though there was one of them buzzers on it. "Hi~"

idk lol// "awwhh no fun!" he took the buzzer off his hand and threw it behind him. the thing smacked one of the goons on the head. he suddenly became serious. "why you here?"

"uh-hm" he took a drag from his cigarette. "ya asking ta join up? or.. you actin as a reference for a friend."

oki doki// "i dunno..if ya gonna have miss tall and scary with ya i might have ta make room..and i don't really wanna."

yep ik dw lol

The rather frustrated clown came stomping out of the warehouse, cussing out someone who was inside and lighting up and cigarette. he didn't even notice her, he was to busy yelling at the rather stupid Goon who had followed him out.

He stopped and stared at her, the cancer stick hanging out of his mouth. "Who..the HELL, are you?" He pointed at her, glaring. The goon in the back seemed to calm now that the clown was distracted with her.

he looked down at her foot then back up at her. his entire demor changed. "oh..little dolly wants to play with the toy soldiers..well.. we split the loot, though being the boss i do get more..then again i provide you with food, water and a place to sleep." he growled the last part a bit looking back at the goon for a moment then turned his gaze back to her. "now..what could you offer?"

the clown hummed, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and tapping his bottom lip in thought. quickly he wiped out a gun and shot the goon behind him. "looks like i have an opening.."

"nope, just leave it for them strays..poor hungry things.. come inside, make yourself at home." he turned and walked back in, leaving her there.

he ignored her, walking away to sit at a couch and talk to a larger goon. a few looked at her but didn't go near, mostly afraid the boss would do something if they did.

that goon stared back and it was like the clown knew. he looked behind him and gave a death glare. "don't start thinkin of scratching up my new toy, birdie.." he growled and the goon backed off immediately.

"come here, frosty, you standin by the door ain't making yourself comfortable and making my boys worried." he gestured around with a hand, talking about the goons.

he went back to ignoring her and talking to the giant man next to him. it was mostly him doing the talking and it was about anything and everything.

"ay frosty, why don' ya make some friends? clam a room, get a drink." he glared a bit, flicking the finished cigarette away just to light up another one.

The goon kinda just looked at her and mumbled. "Oh not him, i cut out that nasty tongue of his" The clown shrugged as the goon nodded. "Try baby, shes in the kitchen."

There was baby, sturring a pot of..well who knows. She turned and looked at her. "Guess He pulled another off the street."

"Hm..two, three months? I go by baby. Or at least thats what he calls me. He gives everyone a name." She returned to her pot. "Why'd he drag you in?"

She laughed. "Frosty? Might be the way you came off..or maybe you were shaking when you two met. As for that goon, he makes em drop like flies. Stay on his good graces and you wont be one of em."

Also about to be eating lol// "Yeah, none them boys out there know how..well..Arthur does but he dosent like to.." She shrugged.

haha// "nah its alright." she shrugged again. "eating in your room is okay, lotta the boys do." she looked at her again, leaning against the counter. "even Arthur does sometimes..but, thats kinda just him."

"yeah, Arthur is his name just don't call him that in front of him, its why tiny got his tongue cut out. if he likes you, you can call him that. " she sighed. "dos and don'ts change a lot. just be sure to not crush the eggshells you're walking on."

she smiled. "honestly, its nice to have another girl on the team." she turned and got back to work. "Baby," Arthur came in, whining slightly and slamming his head on the counter. "i forgot to tell you no tomatoes..bubby can't have tomatoes.." baby laughed. "i remembered its okay."

"yeah." she answered, petting the clown's head. "and since bubby is his favorite.." she shrugged. Arthur looked up into the pot, getting up on his toes and looking up at her. "looking good."

he looked at her. "eh? oh, yeah, some new goods store popped up. they got some pretty..valuable things in there." he got off his toes and walked closer. "we're going tomorrow night."

"hm..smart..i like you." he patted her shoulder and walked back out, shouting a 'bye' to baby.

"yep, pick a bed and fall in it. unless the dresser has clothes then somebody took it."

the clown came walking by, mumbling something under his breath and going into the room next to hers.

Arthur had changed and laid down for bed, he didn't feel like doing much else.

in the morning, Arthur went around banging on doors and telling people to get up.

The Hyena was waiting in the main room, smoking a cigarette and tapping his foot. he looked pretty upset.

One of the Goons spoke up but he wasn't able to get much out before Arthur shot him. "i saw somethin last night. a cute little thing..i saw..a roach..so..unless you want to end up like tip there..get. cleaning." and just like that, they all scrambled around to get to work.

Arthur had, but he didn't care. he sat on the couched and watched everyone clean, glaring at anyone who dared looked at him. his foot still hitting the ground.

Baby came and sat by Arthur, trying to keep him calm and from blowing up on everyone. last time he saw a critter he killed half of his staff.

the room was still being cleaned but the clown had definitely calmed down thanks to baby.

once Arthur was satisfied with the room he let them all relax.

she was talking to Arthur, or well..he was talking to her and she was nodding.

the clown was on edge the rest of the day and when it came time for the planned event he was even more edgy, trying to make sure everything was perfect.

"we will go in from the back, there should only be three people." he told them. "grab a quiet weapon, Baby you know what to do with the cams, birdie, you distract." he looked at her. "frosty..you join bubby and tiny in grabbing stuff."

he smiled slightly and started telling everyone to get ready. he pulled out a cigarette and huffed.

"kay." he called back, glancing and going back to talking.

he nodded in approval. "alright, everyone into the van!"

it would take a while to get there, so arthur just sat and kept thinking the steps over.

once they got there birdie hopped out and ran to the front to act like a customer.

Bubby grabbed her once Arthur gave the signal and hopped out with tiny.

once they got in birdie worked up front keeping the three distracted, tiny and bubby started stuffing things into bags

i love him so much omg kiss and bc i just thought of it, you enjoying the clown i made you?// 'Hyena' and a few of his goons where standing around a table, talking to each other. seemingly planning out a new crime. one that had explosives with it. many would die if they carried this out.

oooo yeh no idea lol// the leader looked up from the table and looked around, growling slightly. he walked away and outside, lighting up a cigarette and taking a long drag.

he paced around for a bit then eventually sat down on a picnic table they had outside. he hummed quietly to himself. it was an older tune but one he held closely.

he turned slightly and saw him, staring head on. the clown didn't say anything, just reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes, and held them out, offering him a one.

he rolled his eyes and put it back in his pocket. "i see you dumby, come out." he flicked the cigarette butt away and got off the table, facing his body towards him and crossing his arms.

"Out." his voice had become harsher, he snapped his fingers and pointed in front of him. it was much like a mother scolding her child.

"much better." as well as his voice, his face and posture softened. "what are you doing out here, Bug?"

he raised a brow, walking closer. the clown pulled a blade and put it to his chest. "then..are you out here just to get squished, roach?"

he watched him then started to laugh. it was a mean, cackling that attracted the attention of his goons, making a few of the bigger ones come out and see what the commotion was.

Arthur tilted his head. "look at him! how cute!" he and a few others laughed at him. through his giggles, the clown told a goon he called 'bubby' to take him in. Bubby was a unit, picking Dong-hyun up like he was nothing.

bubby took him away, Arthur following. "you gonna tell me why you're here now? i can tell him to put you down if you do."

"I don't care for liars bug, try again."