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balletclownjester · 7 days ago

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A young teenage girl named Kassie lived in a quaint town in the State of New York. Kassie has light brown hair and freckles. She is on the swimming team in hopes of winning a championship. When she was a little girl she always dressed up as a clown and had circus shows with her stuffed animals as in audience. Now, she is older. Her family faced financial struggles, living in a run-down house, and struggling to make ends meet. Despite their hardships, Kassie remained hopeful and dreamed of a better life for her family.

Even the day of worrying about her family, swimming couldn't make her feel better. After school, she left her swimming equipment and one-piece bathing suit and put on her overalls. Kassie walked out of school and found herself sitting on a bench, tears streaming down her cheeks as she worried about the affordability of their situation.

She then decided to find something that could make her feel better. “*sniffing* I suppose if I want to do anything, I need to find something to make me feel better.” Kassie got up and started walking until she could find something.

A little further away, there was a circus.

She says, “Hey, there is a circus. I hope there are some clowns there.” Walking down the hill was a huge tent. Kassie walks around with nothing or no one to be seen. “Hmmm, maybe I'll go into the back room.” She goes back to the backroom to see circus equipment and a man. “Hello, young lady. What are you doing here?” “Oh, hi, I was just wandering around.” “Well, the circus is closed.” “Yeah, I hoped to find something to make me happy.” “Well, there's nothing here,” the man said.

Kassie walked out, left with no choice but to go home. In this moment of despair, a whimsical clown emerged from the bushes, catching Kassie's attention with a playful impression that made her laugh for the first time in a long while.

The clown introduced himself as Kaptain Krazy.” “Hello there.” “Hi, I didn't expect to see any clowns here.” “Well, I heard that you have been sad. Why is that?” “My family doesn't make much money, and I want to feel better about things.” “Well, young lady, I have good news for you. But let me show you around and introduce you to the clowns.” Kassie smiled, “Ok!”

Kaptain Krazy and Kassie walk inside the tent where the clowns are. “Hello, everyone. Gather around.” Suddenly, at least 50 clowns pop out of nowhere. One comes out riding a unicycle, and one comes out in a unicycle while juggling as Kassie laughs. “All of you are funny,” she said. Kaptain Krazy said, “Well, everyone, this is Kassie.” All the clowns said aloud, “Hi Kassie!”

One asked, “What brings you here?” Kassie replies, “Well, I love clowns. They always made me happy as a little girl, Hahaha.” Krazy says, “Now, tell us why you're here” “Well, I am sad.” A clown named Jellybean asks, “Why?” “Kassie explained to the clowns that she and her family face financial hardships.

Kassie was introduced to clowns like Flora, Bubbles, Jingles, Giggles, Patches, Doodles, Sprinkles, Tootles, Floppy, Zippy, Buttons, and many more. Each clown had a unique personality and style, contributing to the vibrant atmosphere of the circus. With excitement bubbling in the air, the clowns decided to show Kassie around their magical world.

On the way, Kassie asked, “I have never seen y'all around before.” Tootles said, “We just moved from the south to New York. In case you missed the name, we are the Circus of Bama.” The first stop was the grand Big Top tent, where the main performances occurred. As they entered, Kassie's eyes widened in amazement at the dazzling lights and the smell of popcorn wafting through the air.

The ringmaster, a tall, striking figure with a booming voice, greeted them as performers practiced their acts. Kaptain Krazy gestured dramatically. "This is where the magic happens! You will see acrobats soaring through the air, jugglers dazzling the audience, and our clowns bringing everyone laughter!"

Next, they wandered into the animal area, where Kassie met various friendly animals, including playful elephants and mischievous monkeys. The clowns introduced her to Bella, a gentle elephant who loved giving big hugs, and Max, a cheeky monkey who delighted in stealing hats. “Don't worry, Kassie," one clown chuckled, "Max only steals hats, not hearts!" Then, the clowns led Kassie to the makeup room (or what it's supposedly called). The walls were adorned with mirrors, each reflecting the transformed faces of clowns preparing for their performances.

"Here’s where the real magic begins!" Kaptain Krazy exclaimed. “Its a fun way to express who you are!" From there, they ventured into the costume boutique, a treasure trove of whimsical outfits. Kassie marveled at the variety of colorful fabrics, oversized shoes, and playful accessories. Feeling a bit hungry after all the excitement, the group stopped at the snack stand, where the aroma of cotton candy and roasted peanuts filled the air. The clowns playfully juggled snacks, tossing them to each other before sharing them with Kassie. “Here, try this! It’s our signature circus popcorn!" Kaptain Krazy said, handing her a fluffy handful. "It’s made with a sprinkle of magic and a dash of laughter!"

Finally, they arrived at the practice ring, where various performers rehearsed their acts. “This is where acrobats flip and twirl, including jugglers, and colorful balls are tossed high.” The clowns encouraged her to join in, and together, they practiced silly routines, eliciting laughter and joy.

“You’ll be a natural, Kassie!” one of the clowns cheered as they engaged in playful antics. “Haha, thank you, guys. That was fun. Well, it's getting late; I must get home.” Kassie walks toward the outside door as the clown’s state and silently smiles. “Why are you leaving?” Kassie then turns around. “Because I got home, my parents will be worried.”

A clown with a female voice, medium afro (with the colors of pink, yellow, blue, and red), red long-sleeve shirt with puffy cuffs and collar attached, regular blue jean overalls with large red balls on the front comes out and says, “But we haven't told you the good news. I thought we were here to help you.” This clown is Anna, who, a while ago, out of revenge, transformed her friends from grade school into clowns. The costume was custom-made by her mother, like her Halloween 5th-grade clown costume.

Kassie says, “What?” Kaptain Krazy says, “Well, didn't you say your family was in financial trouble? Kassie, we thought you came here to get out of that,” said Jellybean. “I'm sorry, but no. We can handle it ourselves.” “Well, how is that working out?” Kassie replies, “Not so good. We are struggling to pay for things.” “We can help change that,” Anna said. “Help how?” Kassie replied. The clowns erupted into laughter. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!

Jingles tells Kassie, “Have you join the circus of course? We can transform you into a clown.” Kassie says, “I don’t know if I can leave my old life behind. What about my family? They won’t approve of me becoming a clown."

Anna (leaning in): "But think about it, Kassie. This circus isn't just about us. It's about laughter, joy, and bringing smiles to faces everywhere. And you could help your family, too!" Kassie (frowning slightly): "I don’t know if they would understand. They have so many worries already."

Anna laughs and says, “Silly, it involves stunting and turning them into clowns, too.” “Well, okay, let me think about it for a minute, " she thinks, her heart pounding. Why would I want to turn my family into clowns? What if they don't like this life?" Images of her family flooded her mind of her mother sitting at the kitchen table with tear-streaked cheeks, her father looking weary after a long day of work, and her younger siblings playing quietly, oblivious to the weight of their struggles. She could still hear her mother’s soft cries late at night, the sound of worry hanging in the air like a heavy blanket.

Kassie’s heart ached. Life had been hard for them, and she had always wanted to shield her family from pain, to take away their struggles. But now, the thought of sharing the joy and laughter of the circus with them ignited a spark of hope within her. "What if I could change their lives forever?" Kassie whispered to herself, her mind racing. "What if I could bring them here to experience this happiness? Maybe they could find joy in a way they never thought possible."

She returned to Kaptain Krazy and the other clowns and felt renewed purpose. "I want to show them that life can be different," she declared, her voice steady. "I want to help them find joy again, just like I have. If becoming clowns can bring laughter into their lives, I want to do it!" Kaptain Krazy smiled broadly, sensing her determination. "That’s the spirit, Kassie! Together, we’ll make it happen. We’ll show them that the circus is a place of joy and love, where they can forget their worries, even briefly."

Kassie felt the warmth of the clowns' support surrounding her, their enthusiasm contagious. She thought of her family’s faces lighting up with laughter, their joy filling the air. With newfound resolve, Kassie took a deep breath and smiled. "Let’s do this. I want to bring my family into this magical world. We’ll create a life filled with laughter together."

The clowns erupted in cheers once more, but this time, they celebrated hope and the promise of a brighter future. Kassie knew this decision would change their lives forever, and she was ready to embrace the journey ahead; one filled with laughter, love, and the magic of the circus.

“Ok, it's time for me to become a clown.” Kaptain Krazy, “OK, but first, I must make a disclosure. You know when I said you would change into a clown? We meant it literally.” Kassie says, “Literally, how?” “Well, we will turn you into a clown; clown cells will enter your system and replace your human cells. The Clown RNA will change your entire body. After that, there is no going back. Your human skin will be pure white like us. Your hair will change. You would be a clown forever.”

Kassie raises her eyebrow and says, “I thought that white power or cream in your face and neck was makeup?” “Take a closer look near the mirrors and costumes. Do you see any clown makeup?” She says, “Um, no? You all must be wearing makeup- “as suddenly the clowns reveal that their bodies are all white skin.

It was at this moment Kassie realized nothing on any clown is makeup. “It's a secret, Kassie.” They are natural clowns. Try rubbing off our makeup if you don't believe us. Kassie then grabs a dirty rag in her backpack; she rubs Krazy's face, so it does not come off. She pulls on his nose, and it stretches out elastically; she lets go and instantly pulls it back to its typical clown nose. She then pulled on Krazy’s face, and his skin stretched like rubber. “Oh wow. This definitely changes your identity.” Krazy replies, “It's magic.” Anna says, “That's right. The government cannot take you or force you into school.” Jellybean steps in, revealing he is the same age as she is.

Kassie considers the possibility of a clown boyfriend and girlfriend. Jelly then kisses her. Kassie chuckles. Kassie is then told they can finish her education here at the circus.

Jelly says, “So what do you say?” Kassie excitedly replies, " A clown forever!? If anything, I'm more than happy. I've always loved clowns but never thought I would be one.” Anna says, “We’ll have to convince your family, and I know just what to do.”

“If this is what you want, Kassie, follow me into this room of cream pies.” All the clowns gather around, as do the other circus members. Even Max the Monkey and the man she saw earlier. Kassie walks into the room. Facing the other direction, Kaptain Krazy said," Are you ready for a life-changing transformation?” “Yes, Kaptain Krazy. I am ready to become a silly and adorable clown.” “No going back,” he said. “Hey, when do I get my clown cos-“

SPLATT!!!

From a distance, Kaptain Krazy threw a magic cream pie into Kassie's face as the clowns burst into laughter. Kassie takes off the pie, leaving a ton of white on her face.

The white on her face changed her skin pigment to pure chalk clown white. It then spreads from the face to the rest of the body. Her entire body became completely clown white. “*gasps*Guys my skin.” “Yes, Kassie. The transformation has begun. “Hahaha, it tickles, hahahahaha.”

After a long laugh, she sees from a mirror's distance a red circle around her nose. “Is this red spot supposed to look like paint?” Then, the dot spreads across the surface as it starts growing. Making a creaking a ‘CIIT’ sound, it grows into a round clown nose. “Oh my gosh, this is a dream come true.” “Someone then shouts, “Without trying, lightly press your nose.” She goes along with his advice when “Honk, Honk.” “Oh my gosh, this is incredible.” As she continues to press her new bulbous clown nose. “This is so awesome.”

Kassie started to itch around her face when her lips and clown smile visibly appeared around her mouth, ensuring she smiled forever. “Look at me. I have a smile around my lips. I am becoming a clown!” The lips remained at its normal state but feels and looks elastic rubber. Kaptain Krazy said, " Hahaha, I love you already, Kassie. Let clown energy flow through you.”

The eyebrow arched upward and turned black as her eyes turned blue. “Now nobody won’t recognize my face!” Anna says, “Not directly or immediately, but yes.” Then, happy circle cheeks pop up on her face, connecting the line with the smile. “Look at me, y'all; my smile is even better.” Kassie twirls around, laughing in joy.

But then her hair itches. “Kassie.” She replies, “Yes?” “Your hair color” as the light brown hair fades to blue, orange, yellow, and pink colors. Kassie gasps and shouts, “Anna, Anna, look at me! I have pink like you.” Anna replies, “That's wonderful, Kassie.”

Kassie walks to see a reflection of herself. Her mouth drops as her hair shrank back shorter it shrank upward to head and started curling, fluffing, and producing afro clumps. Her hair gets curled and grows into clown afro.Kassie gasps with a big smile. “I'm a clown now!!!”

Everyone begins clapping as Kassie's transformation is completed. “This is a dream, isn't it?” “Splash some water in yourself.” She does, and nothing comes off. “Now that you're a clown, it's time to dispose of those human clothes and put them into some clown clothes.” “Let me find you something nice.”

They head back into the room with clown costumes and equipment. “Kassie here is this wonderful dress with some bloomers.” Kassie replies, “I would rather find something I'd like.” “Take your time.” Kassie sorts through every piece of clothing available, but nothing she likes. “Guys, I can't decide.” Krazy says, “Well, Kassie, you have to choose something. You are not a human anymore. You're a clown now.” Kassie sighs, “Just leave. I will figure it out.” As they leave the room, she notices a barrel. “Wait.” The clowns all stop and turn to her as she approaches the barrel.

She pours it out. It just so happens to be a black sleeveless dungaree mime jumpsuit, where you put your arms through and wear a random shirt underneath. The ankles had hems. They are like Bibbers, which are marching band uniforms. The suit covers up all the way to where the u part barely touches underneath the chest like a one-piece bathing suit. Kassie thought, in her mind, that this was the outfit for her. She asks everyone to leave.

She in the barrel was always a colorful striped shirt. Finding what is needed, she removes what he currently wears and puts on the striped shirt. Then she puts her legs through the holes in the mime suit, pulls it up to her body, and puts her arms through them.

Looking around, she dons some clown cuffs around her wrists and pulls a puffy collar over her head and around her neck. She pulls socks over the hems. She could not wear her current shoes, so she grabbed oversized clown shoes by the costumes. After adjusting her collar and cuffs one final time, Kassie stood before the mirror, fully dressed in her clown attire. The combination of the striped shirt and mime suit created a harmonious and captivating look, reflecting her new identity as a circus clown.

She then went outside to tell everyone. “Tell everyone to come in,” she shouted. As Kassie stood in her vibrant clown costume, the colorful shirt and dungaree jumpsuit accentuating her transformation, the door swung open, and the group of clowns entered the room. Their eyes widened in delight as they caught sight of her.

What Kassie looks like:

Kaptain Krazy says excitedly while clapping his hands together, “Ta-da! Look at our newest star! Kassie the Clown has arrived!" Anna: (gasping dramatically) "Oh my goodness! You look fantastic! That outfit is bursting. "Tootles (twirling around her): "You’re just as bright and cheerful as the circus! I love the way those stripes pop!"

As Kassie completed her transformation into a vibrant circus clown, she stood before the mirror, her reflection radiating joy and whimsy. Kassie felt an exhilarating rush of joy and confidence. With her colorful costume hugging her in all the right places and the playful spirit of her fellow clowns surrounding her, she knew it was time to embrace her new identity fully. Kassie stepped forward, her heart racing as she walked toward the mirror that reflected her vibrant transformation. The clowns fell silent, their eyes glued to her, sensing the moment's significance.

Standing before the mirror, she gazed at her reflection “the bold stripes of her shirt, the playful dungarees, and the oversized clown nose that radiated joy. For the first time, she saw herself as she wanted to be. Kassie: (taking a deep breath, her voice steady and clear) "Everyone, listen up!" The clowns leaned in; their faces filled with anticipation.

Kassie calmly said, "I’m no longer Kassie Gilliam. I am Cassie with a 'C.' Cassie the Clown!" As she announced her new name, her reflection smiled back at her, and a wave of exhilaration washed over her. The room erupted into cheers and applause, the clowns jumping up and down in excitement. Kaptain Krazy (clapping enthusiastically): "Yes! Welcome, Cassie the Clown! You have stepped into your true self!" Jellybean (grinning widely): "Cassie with a 'C'! I love it! You are going to be a superstar!"

With her colorful attire, playful spirit, and infectious laughter, Cassie the Clown embodied the essence of joy and magic that defined her newfound identity. With each step she took, Cassie felt the weight of her past worries and struggles to lift from her shoulders, replaced by a sense of freedom and possibility.

“Thank you everybody.” Anna replies, “You're family now, Cassie.” Cassie replies, “Thanks, but we still have to free my family.” Krazy replies, “Oh yes! We can convince them to become clowns like you, Cassie. We can end your family's stress and hardships right now.” “Ok, but how will we turn them into clowns if we convince them?” Anna steps in, “See that Jack-In-The-Box? We now have the technology to turn people into clowns after turning that crank for 5 seconds. Instead of a slow transformation process, like, for example, how you transformed slowly, that will instantly change into clowns with the magic clowns’ genes entering their system as they spin around really, fast.”

Cassie replies, “Wow, which must be amazing.” As the clowns gather around Kassie, their excitement palpable, they begin to discuss the plan to convince her family - Austin and Susan, along with her sister siblings Dallas, Star, and Todd - to join them in the circus.

The Jack-in-The-Box is described as a big box with a clown in the middle on each side. On top of the lid, there was a head of a clown. On side was a rotating crank.

Kaptain Krazy: (clapping his hands together) "Alright, team! Here is the strategy. We will go to Cassie’s house and show her family the joy of being clowns. We need to bring the circus to them!"

Anna (grinning widely): “Let us set up a mini circus in their backyard! We can display our talents and let them experience the magic firsthand!"

Jingles (nodding in agreement) "Yes! We can juggle, do clown skits, and share stories about our lives here. They need to see how much fun we have!"

Cassie (feeling excitement and apprehension): “But what if they do not understand? What if they are too afraid to leave everything behind?"

Kaptain Krazy (placing a comforting hand on her shoulder): "Thats why we’ll focus on the joy. We’ll show them that this isn’t just about leaving their old lives behind; it’s about creating a new one filled with laughter, love, and support."

Jellybean (enthusiastically): "We can also tell them how the circus takes care of its own. No more stress about money or worrying about being homeless. We have a community that looks out for each other."

Cassie (nodding, feeling inspired): "Yes! If they see how happy I am as a clown, they may want to join in, too. Kaptain Krazy (grinning widely) "Exactly! We will make it a day they will never forget. And if they ever want to go out into the real world, we have identical rubber masks and bodysuits they can wear. They can keep their human identities while embracing the joy of being clowns!"

Anna (enthusiastically): "That way, they can still feel connected to their old lives but also experience the freedom of being part of our circus family!" Kassie (heart racing): "I think my family would love that! If they understand that they can still be themselves while joining us in this new adventure, it might make the decision easier for them."

Kaptain Krazy (clapping his hands): "Alright, let’s do this! We will gather our supplies and head over to Cassie's house. It is time to spread some joy and show them the possibilities!" Cassie says, “Remember, we will not force them if they say no. But they will not. They just cannot. I will say that my eldest sister Dallas hates clowns and fears them.”

Cassie then enters the circus and thinks about her eldest, Dallas. In the past, formerly Kassie, she remembers when she, as a 9-year-old, annoyed Dallas by being a clown and showing tricks.” Go away, freak. Go away, & eventually enraged Dallas, and they decided to set fire to all younger Kassie’s clown equipment and costume.

As young Kassie watches, she bursts into tears. “Dallas, why?! I just wanted to see you smile!” “I have told you millions of times, and you will not listen. I hate clowns. They can go straight to hell.;” Cassie now remembers our most profound and forgotten memory. Anna comes in and asks Cassie what is wrong. She says, wiping away tears, “You know how you mentioned you turned your friends into clowns?”

“Well, get everything ready. History of this circus is about the repeat itself.” She then sees the clown costume Kaptain Krazy offered her. She sees a bottle of glitter and sprinkes the clown dress, yellow bloomers, purple tights, striped socks, and Mary Jane shoes. It then magically whirled into a confetti cup where I will use for a special clown.

The clowns quickly gathered colorful props, juggling balls, and silly costumes. They piled into a colorful clown car, laughter and excitement spilling out as they made their way to Cassies home. As the clowns gathered around the colorful clown car in the circus parking lot, excitement buzzed in the air.

The vibrant vehicle was a spectacle of colors - bright reds, yellows, blues, and greens - making it impossible to miss. The door swung open wide, inviting everyone to pile in for their adventure.

Kaptain Krazy stood at the entrance, gesturing grandly. "Alright, everyone! Let us see how many can fit into this magical ride!" A chorus of laughter erupted as the clowns began to squeeze into the car, their antics making the process a comical spectacle. Kassie climbed in, followed by Kaptain Krazy, Anna, and several other clowns, totaling fourteen. Why 14? Magic fits them in. Each clown brought unique flair and energy, filling the car with joy.

But the piece de resistance for this journey was the gigantic Jack-in-the-Box that would turn humans into clowns.

The box was square, with a rotating crank and a lid to close during the transformation. Each side of the box had a clown printed in an assorted color. Kaptain Krazy pointed to the giant suitcase they had brought along. "Now, let’s get our friend the Jack-in-the-Box ready for the show!"

The clowns gathered around the suitcase, whimsically decorated with stickers and colorful patterns. The challenge was clear: they needed to stuff the giant Jack-in-the-Box inside it without losing any of the excitement. Sprinkles (grunting as they maneuvered the Jack-in-the-Box) "Okay, on the count of three! One, two, three!"

With a comical heave, they managed to push the oversized toy into the suitcase. The suitcase bulged and creaked, but the Jack-in-the-Box fit snugly inside.

Buttons (laughing): "I hope it doesn’t pop out before we even get to Cassie’s house!"

Cassie (giggling): "It’ll be a surprise for them! Just imagine their faces when it springs them out.

The clowns finally pushed the suitcase, securing their colorful companion inside. The clowns cheered, celebrating their teamwork and creativity.

Kaptain Krazy: (clapping his hands) "Mission accomplished! Now, everyone piles in! Let’s spread some joy and show Kassie’s family what we’re all about!"

As the clowns began to cram into the car, they laughed and jostled for space, determined to make room for one more. The scene was a beautiful chaos of colors and laughter, embodying the spirit of the circus.

Kassie squeezed in next to her friends, her heart racing with excitement. She knew this would be the start of something magical. The car was ready to hit the road, the Jack-in-the-Box safely stored, and the clowns packed tightly. They left behind a trail of laughter as they headed toward her family's house, eager to share their joy and colorful world.

Now that they had arrived at the Gilliam residence, the car was parked outside in the driveway. The whole family was there except for Dallas. Todd is 10 years old while Star, the youngest in the family, is 9. As they approached the front door, Kaptain Krazy gently knocked, and Austin opened the door. His expression shifted from confusion to surprise as he saw the colorful clowns before him.

Krazy gently knocked, and Austin opened the door, his expression shifting from confusion to surprise as he saw the colorful clowns before him. Cassie came up and said, “; Hello, daddy.” Austin replied, “Daddy?” as his wife Susan stepped up and wondered why there were clowns outside.

Kaptain Krazy and the other clowns burst into the scene; their energy infectious. Kaptain Krazy: (with a grand gesture) "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the circus! We’re here to show you what life can be like when you embrace the joy of being a clown!"

Austin and Susan exchanged bewildered glances. Star and Todd peered around their parents; eyes wide with curiosity. When Kassie's mother stepped forward, her brow furrowed.

Susan: "What is all this? Kassie, what are you doing?"

Cassie (smiling brightly): "I’m here to show you how amazing this life can be! We want you to experience the joy and freedom of being part of the circus!

“Kaptain Krazy (enthusiastically): "We know life has been tough, but we want to share a new way of living with you. It’s about laughter, adventure, and a community that supports one another."

Cassie (pleading): "Please, just give it a chance. You wouldn’t have to worry about money or being homeless. The circus takes care of its own. And if you ever want to head out into the real world, you can wear rubber masks that look just like you!"

Todd: (eyes sparkling) "That sounds so cool!"

Star: (giggling) "Can I wear a silly costume, too?" Austin and Susan exchanged glances, the weight of their responsibilities evident in their expressions.

Austin: (sighing) "Kassie, we appreciate this, but we can’t just leave our lives behind. We have jobs and bills. We can’t just disappear." Cassie felt her heart sink but knew she had to push through.

Kassie: (her voice trembling) "But Dad, think about all the stress we go through every day. The constant worry about money, the fear of losing our home. The circus can take care of all that. You wouldn’t have to wake up every day feeling stressed and overwhelmed. You could focus on happiness, on being together as a family."

Susan says, “Kassie, enough of the nonsense. Get that makeup off you now.” She grabs a wet rag and tries to wipe the makeup off her daughter's face. The damp rag moves across her skin, but the clown white chalk seems to smear slightly instead of coming off, leaving streaks of color behind.

“What is this?” Susan exclaimed; her eyes wide with disbelief as she continued to rub harder. “Kassie, this isn’t coming off!” Cassie felt frustration and sadness as her mother's efforts proved futile.” Mom, it’s not just makeup! This is who I am now. The clown white is part of my new life - my new skin!”

Susan paused, realization dawning on her face. “You mean? this is permanent? Cassie nodded, her heart heavy but resolute. “Yes, Mom. I’ve found happiness in the circus. This is my family now, and I want you to see that. Please, don’t be upset.” Austin stepped closer, his expression softening as he took in the scene. “Kassie, we just want what is best for you. But this is so different from what we know.” Kassie took a deep breath, feeling the weight of their concern. “I understand. But if you give it a chance, I promise you’ll see how amazing this life can be. The circus is full of laughter and love, and I want you all to participate.

"Susan replies, “What about our friends? Family? Everyone we all know and love?”

Cassie (stepping closer, tears in her eyes): "You wouldn’t lose anything; you’d be gaining so much more! Imagine a life filled with laughter, love, and adventure. Please, just think about it. Besides we can turn rubber masks 100% identical to cover your clown body."

Kaptain Krazy: (smiling warmly) "We promise you won’t regret it. Join us for a day filled with laughter, and if you love it, we can talk about making the circus a part of your lives."

With Kassie's parents finally convinced to leave their financial struggles behind, excitement filled the air as they prepared to embrace their new life as clowns. Todd and Star, thrilled by the prospect of becoming part of the circus, were bubbling over with enthusiasm. Dallas was not home, but that did not dampen their spirits. “I suppose I will do anything turning into something silly. It might just get us out of this trouble,” Austin said, trying to mask his nervousness with a smile.

Kaptain Krazy and Anna exchanged knowing glances, ready to warn the siblings about the transformation they were about to undergo. "Now, just remember, once you become clowns, your clowns forever," Anna said, her voice severe but still cheerful.

"Yes, your skin will be chalk clown white, your noses will be bulbous and round," Kaptain Krazy added with a flourish, "And your hair will change too! You will have a clown smile around your mouths, and your lips will be a little elastic, just like mine!" He tugged at his exaggerated smile for emphasis. Todd and Star looked at each other, excitement mixing with a hint of apprehension.

“We understand!” they chimed in unison, ready to plunge.

“Alright then! Let’s bring out the magical Jack-in-the-Box!” Kaptain Krazy announced, reaching for the suitcase they had stuffed the giant toy into earlier.

With a dramatic flourish, the clowns opened the bag and carefully pulled out the whimsical Jack-in-the-Box, its brightly painted exterior shimmering under the light.

“Alright, Susan, you’re up first!” Kaptain Krazy said, gesturing for her to step forward. The clowns opened the lid to the Jack-in-the-Box, and with their help, Susan climbed inside, a mix of excitement and uncertainty on her face. They shut the lid, locking in the magic.

“Okay, everyone, we need your help to make something magical happen! We’ll count down from five,” Kaptain Krazy declared. “Cassie, would you do the honors? "Cassie nodded, her heart racing with anticipation as she began to rotate the crank on the side of the Jack-in-the-Box.

The mechanism started to spin, creating a whimsical sound that filled the air. “FIVE… four… three… two… one!” With a final turn, the crank stopped, and the clowns all stepped back, their eyes sparkling excitedly. They opened the lid of the Jack-in-the-Box, and as the lid swung open, Susan stood up and transformed into a clown before their very eyes.

Her hair had changed dramatically and now a vibrant shade of electric blue, styled into a wild, spiky do that stood tall and proud, giving her a playful, energetic look. The bright color contrasted beautifully with her chalk-white skin, and her bulbous red nose gleamed delightfully.

“Welcome to the circus, Susan!” Kaptain Krazy cheered, clapping his hands together. “Now, who’s next?” After Susan's transformation into a clown, the excitement in the air was palpable as Austin, Todd, and Star prepared to follow her lead. Each family member was eager to embrace their new identities, ready to leave behind their past struggles and step into a vibrant world of laughter and joy.

Austin was the first to take the plunge. He climbed into the Jack-in-the-Box with a mix of apprehension and excitement. The clowns counted down together, and when the lid opened, Austin emerged transformed. His skin was now a bright chalk white, and his nose had taken on a large, bulbous shape painted a vivid red. His hair had changed to a wild, afro orange.

Next was Todd, who eagerly climbed into the box, his excitement evident. After the countdown, he burst forth, his transformation equally delightful. Todd's skin was now chalk white, but his nose was a fresh, round red. His hair had transformed into a bright green mohawk that stood straight up, giving him an edgy look.

Finally, it was Stars turn. She climbed into the Jack-in-the-Box with bubbly enthusiasm. After the countdown, she emerged, and gasps of delight filled the air. Stars skin had turned the same chalk white, but her nose was a cheerful, round red. Her hair had transformed into her normal medium length, except there were bangs. The color was pink.

As the transformations settled in, the clowns gathered around their newly minted family members, their faces beaming excitedly. Kaptain Krazy clapped his hands together, drawing everyone's attention.

“Alright, everyone, gather around!” he boomed with enthusiasm. “You’ve just decided to change into clowns, which means you must dispose of your human clothes and wear these fabulous outfits!” With that, the clowns began to pull out various colorful costumes from a nearby trunk, each more whimsical than the last. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as they unveiled the outfits.

Austin wore a colorful clown jumpsuit with oversized patchwork pants, bright polka dots, and a matching oversized jacket with large, floppy shoes that squeaked with every step. His costume was adorned with colorful pom-poms and ruffles that bounced as he moved, enhancing his silly demeanor.

Todd sported a vibrant, striped clown outfit with mismatched sleeves - one a bright yellow and the other a bold purple. His pants were baggy and decorated with stars, and he wore oversized, colorful clown shoes adorned with bells that jingled with every step.

Star decided to pick a multicolored, frilly dress that flowed out like a tutu, complete with layers of tulle in shades of purple, blue, and yellow. Her costume was accented with sparkles and glitter, making her shine even brighter. Star’s shoes were bright red with yellow laces, completing her joyful clown outfit. She also wore purple tights and orange striped socks.

Star then came to the clowns and her family, “Mommy, Daddy, Look! I'm a Clown Princess.” Susan replies, “Yes, you are my little clown.” Star tap dances in joy. Anna steps in. “Hahaha, you're such an adorable clown, Star. I'm Anna, and I will always be there for you.” Star replies, “I love you, Anna,” as she runs and hugs her. She accidentally presses her nose against Anna's body in the hug, leaving a “Honk, honk.” The family starts laughing.

As the excitement continued, Kaptain Krazy turned to Susan, who was also looking forward to her clown transformation. “And we can’t forget about you, Susan! You get to wear something extraordinary!” The clowns gathered around, pulling out a vibrant, eye-catching costume that would reflect Susan's new clown persona. The costume consisted of a playful, oversized dress that flowed with ruffles and layers. It was a kaleidoscope of colors—bright pink, sunny yellow, and electric blue—each hue dancing together in a joyful display. “Here’s your dress!” one of the clowns exclaimed, holding it up for her to see.

The dress was adorned with large, cartoonish flowers and vibrant polka dots, giving it a whimsical, cheerful look that perfectly matched her new personality. To complement the dress, they presented her with a pair of fluffy, oversized clown shoes in bright red, complete with yellow laces that added to the playful theme. “These will make you bounce joyfully!” another clown said with a wink.

Kaptain Krazy (with a flourish) “Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the fabulous Susan the Clown! Look at those colors!” Susan (spinning around): “I can’t believe how vibrant this dress is! It’s so fun! I feel like a walking party! “Todd (giggling): “You look like a fairy tale character who fell into a box of crayons!”

Star (clapping her hands): “Mom, you’ll be the best clown ever! I love your hair!” Austin: (grinning) “Yeah, and those shoes! They’re huge! “You’ll be bouncing around like a spring!” Cassie says, “You look amazing, Mom! This is going to be so much fun!” Susan (laughing): “I never would’ve imagined I'd be wearing something like this. But you know what? I love it! It feels liberating!”

Kaptain Krazy: “And that's the spirit! Embrace the silliness! Being a clown is about joy and laughter!” (pointing at his outfit): “Look at me! I’m like a walking rainbow! Can you believe how cool this mohawk is?” Austin, “hey honey, Todd, Star, Kassie – lets honk our noses at the same time as a family” “HONK, HONK” “HONK, HONK” “HONK, HONK” “HONK HONK” HONK, HONK” The whole family starts laughing now that their lives have changed forever. They can finally start over. Susan says, “Ah the joy. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. Thank you, Kassie, my beloved daughter.” Cassie hugs and kisses her mom.

Star: “You're like a funky rockstar clown, Todd! I love your vest!” Austin: (striking a pose) “And I’m a classic clown, ready to squeak my way into everyone's hearts!&”; Cassie then tells her family she is no longer Kassie with a K. She is Cassie with a C. Cassie the Clown. As the chaos of laughter and excitement filled the air, a car pulled into the driveway, interrupting the joyful scene. The door swung open, and out stepped Dallas, her expression shifting from confusion to shock.

“What the fuck?” she exclaimed, taking in the sight of her family and the colorful clowns surrounding them. Dallas is 23, working at a job she just got home from. Just then, Susan and Star then burst from the house, eyes sparkling excitedly. “Dallas! Your home!” they shouted, running toward her.

“What the hell are all you? Why are you freak clowns doing at my family’s home?” Dallas demanded, her voice a mix of disbelief and frustration. “Hahaha! We’re here to honk, honk, and make you become like us!” Kaptain Krazy said with a wide grin, his clown nose bouncing as he spoke.

“HELL NO, FREAKS! GO AWAY!” Dallas shouted, clearly overwhelmed. She rushed inside, her heart racing as she scanned the living room, filled with colorful clowns and bright decorations. “Mom? Kassie? Where are you?” she called out, looking for any sign of her family amid the chaos.

As she searched, Kassie suddenly appeared before her, a big smile on her face. “What are you looking for, sister?” Dallas paused, her heart dropping as she took in her sister's clownish appearance. “Kassie? is that you,” she stammered, eyes widening in disbelief.

“Yes, Dallas, it’s me!” Kassie replied, stepping aside to reveal the rest of their family behind her, all clad in colorful clown costumes. Dallas's eyes darted around, her expression mixing confusion and horror. “Why are you dressed like freak clowns?!” she exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch. Cassie replies, “We’re clowns. Real clowns. You will see what its like when you become a clown like us.”

Dallas, “haha, yeah, no thank you. That’s not a funny joke but all you are. You are weird old freaks!”

Star’s face fell, and she began to cry. “We’re clowns now—real clowns! That means none of our hair or makeup is just makeup; it's real!” Dallas laughed, trying to grasp the situation. “Okay, okay, you got me. This is some joke, right?”

Silence enveloped the room as the clowns exchanged puzzled looks, unsure how to react. “I’ll prove it!” Dallas declared determination in her eyes. She grabbed a nearby rag, wet it, and rushed back toward her family. “Let me show you. I just need to rub it on your face.”

With a swift motion, she rubbed the rag against Cassie's face, expecting at least some of the clown makeup to smear. But as she rubbed, nothing happened. The chalk-white skin remained untouched, the colors vibrant and alive.

“What the-?” Dallas stared her mouth agape. She turned to Susan, then Todd and Star, rubbing the rag against their faces, but nothing changed. “This can’t be real!” she exclaimed, her voice rising in disbelief.

Kaptain Krazy stepped forward, trying to lighten the mood. “Welcome to the new reality, dear Dallas! We’re here to spread joy and laughter whether you like it or not!” Dallas stood there, her mind racing as she processed the reality of the situation. Her family was now a vibrant, colorful circus troupe, and the realization hit her hard. “You guys, you’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Cassie said, her eyes shining with excitement. “We’re clowns now! And it’s amazing!” Dallas took a deep breath, her initial shock slowly transforming into a mix of disbelief and grudging acceptance. “So, the makeup won't come off? Why?”

Kaptain Kazy says, “Because we’re real clowns. We have magic that permanently turns humans into clowns.” Anna says, “Yes, it mixes your human cells with clown cells. Your skin changes. Your hair changes.” Dallas crossed her arms, her expression hardening. “Kassie, you know I hate clowns. I despise them. Why are all of you being like my freak sister?!

Austin chimed in, trying to mediate. “Dallas, enough disrespecting u-““Disrespect you!? Don’t you see I fear clowns? I hate them! I destroyed anything I saw in my way!” Dallas snapped, “Go to hell!” her voice rising. Kassie felt a wave of anger wash over her as memories flooded back flashbacks of Dallas tearing apart her clown costume, ripping the fabric, and throwing her equipment away in a rage. It hurt to remember, but she knew this wasn’t about the past but the present.

Susan stepped in, her tone calm but firm. “I know, Dallas. We don’t mean to push this on you. We’re not here to force you, but please consider why we’re doing this. We found joy in being clowns, and we joined to escape from our hard lives. Like c��mon, we can hardly pay our bills. Just please understand the joy.” Dallas narrowed her eyes; skepticism was still evident. “Okay, shoot. What’s so great about being a clown?”

Kassie took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. Anna says, “It’s more than just the costumes and makeup. It’s about bringing joy to others, making people laugh, and creating a community. When I joined the circus, I felt accepted and loved. I found a family in the clowns, and it changed my life.”

Todd jumped in; his enthusiasm was infectious. “And it’s not just about us! Think about how many people we can make smile! Clowns bring happiness, and we’re spreading that everywhere we go.” Star wiped her tears, looking at her sister earnestly. “You don’t have to be scared, Dallas. We’re still us - just with a little more color and fun! You could join us and experience it for yourself!”

“But I can’t just flip a switch and love clowns because you do”

Dallas replied, her voice softening but still guarded. “What if it’s not for me? What if I really can’t stand it? Kaptain Krazy stepped forward, a warm smile on his face. “That’s okay, Dallas! You don’t have to love it right away. Just give it a chance. You might surprise yourself. It's all about fun and laughter, and you can always come back to us if it’s not for you.”

Dallas looked around at her family, clad in their colorful costumes, laughter, and joy radiating from them. She could see how happy they were, how alive they felt. “I just don’t want to change,” she said quietly. Susan reached out, placing a comforting hand on Dallas's shoulder. “You don’t have to change who you are, sweetheart. We are still your family; no matter what, we love you. Just consider joining us for a day. You might find something you did not expect.”

Dallas hesitated, looking from her family to the clowns, who smiled at her and encouraged her with their eyes. “Fine,” she sighed, rolling her eyes with a hint of a smile. I will deal with you; you are. But I am not staying here. I am not around you anymore. Goodbye. I love you.” Dallas then walked out near the door.

However, Cassie says, “You're not going anywhere.” Dallas replies, “What is that supposed to mean?” Cassie replies, “What you did to mean years ago. You destroyed my clown costume, balls, unicycle, and whoopee cushions. For that, you will pay.” Dallas replies, “What are you talking about?” Cassie says, “Put her in the Jack-in-the-box.” Kaptain Krazy says, “Cassie, I thought we weren’t forcing people.” Susan replies, “Yes, Cassie, you can’t force her into the tribe.” Cassie yells, “Did you not just hear me? She destroyed the things I loved as a little girl. She destroyed my costumes and everything. She and her friends bullied me for dressing up like a clown.” Susan sighed. Cassie then said, “That’s what I thought. Now do it!”

Two clowns are behind Dallas as she asks “Wait, wha- ah, let me go,” the two clowns, Sprinkles and Buttons, grab and retrain her. “What are you doing?!”

Anna opens the lid to the box as Dallas struggles to break free. Let me go, you freaks. They pulled a chair so Dallas could put her feet on so they could lift Dallas into the box. The clowns did not immediately close it, but they surrounded the box laughing.

Dallas says, “Wha- what are you doing? What's going on?” Cassie then came forward and said, “This is your punishment.” Dallas, who was nervous and did not understand what was happening, said, “Punishment? What do you mean.” Cassie replies, Hahaha, we're going to turn you into a clown.” Dallas started trembling as she remembered that her family had become permanent clowns.

“No, please, Kassie, listen. I'm sorry for everything. I truly mean it. I am sorry for hurting the things you love. Please Kassie listens, I’m sorry. For everything. For the bullying to destroying what you love. I swear I am sorry.” Dallas was in tears as Cassie came closer; Cassie hugged Dallas. Cassie sighs and says, “I forgive you. I am sorry for pushing what I love onto you. I am too sorry.” Cassie lets go as she still shaking, “Please, don't turn me into a clown.” Susan, “Dallas, just accept it. You at least won't have to worry about our financial struggles.” Still panicking, Dallas said, “No, I do not want to be a clown. Please don't do that to me!” Cassie says, “You still hurt me. This is payback for what you did to me.

Mom, Dad! Do something!” Austin replies, Dallas, “think about our freedom as a family. No more financial struggles. Nothing.”

Dallas replies, “But I have a boyfriend!” Star says, “We can have him join the circus, too!” Dallas then says, Todd, someone please vouch for me. Todd replies, “Too bad, we’re making you become one of us. I can’t imagine a world without my eldest sister.” Kaptain Krazy says, “All alright. Close the lid.” The clowns close the lid, forcing Dallas to sit in the box.

Dallas tries so hard to break free, but there are no gaps or spaces to escape. "Let me out of here!" as she continues to bang inside the Jack-In-The-Box. Cassie says, “Alright, everyone, you know the drill!” While Dallas continues to try to break free, “Five… Four…” Dallas starts spinning like a tornado, “three… two… one.” Then, the spinning comes to a halt. The lid of the box opens. Confetti shoots out of the sky. Dallas stands up. She has been transformed into a clown. Dallas looks downward, is shocked, and screams, “Ahhhhhhh. No, it can't be real.”

Dallas jumps over the box and runs straight to the bathroom. She screams in horror in the mirror of herself. Her skin was pure clown white; her nose was a bulbous red clown nose, red elastic lips with a red smile around her mouth like everyone else, and a blue, red, yellow, and green clown afro. What have you done to me?! I’m a clown!?” she screamed, panic rising. The clowns erupted in laughter, cheering for the newest member of their colorful family, while Cassie stood there, a mix of satisfaction and empathy swirling within her. She had gotten her payback, but she also knew that this was just the beginning for Dallas.

Whether she liked it or not, they were now united in this new, chaotic, and vibrant life as clowns.

Star says, “Look, Dallas, you're an adorable and silly clown now!” She tries to get the clown nose off her nose, only for it to stretch out like rubber; it was attached to her. “No, I won't accept this! Change me back. Now.” Anna says, “Too bad, you are a real clown now. We don't have magic to change you back into a human.”

Dallas, still angrily upset, is in tears. She runs to the back of the room and grabs a shotgun. “Dallas, I know you are upset; I know you didn't want to go down this path. Everyone besides Cassie didn't want this for you. But it is what it is. Like your dad said, you will be free of financial struggles,” said Kaptain Krazy.

“Why should I believe you?” Dallas replies. Kaptain Krazy then uses his gloves to magically create a rubber human face/head/mask 100% identical to Dallas. Cassie faces her family: “See. I told you can go out looking like our human selves. We can go out in public without being noticed as clowns.”

Cassie stepped closer to Dallas, her expression softening as she saw the fear in her sister’s eyes. “Dallas, I know this is overwhelming, but it’s not so bad! You will get have to accept and used to it. Just look at Mom, Todd, and Star – they are all happy!”

Dallas’s eyes darted around, taking in her family’s colorful appearances. They were laughing and embracing their new identities, but all she could feel was dread. “I don’t want to be like this! I don’t want to be a freak!” Kaptain Krazy, noticing Dallas’s distress, approached her with a warm smile. “Now, now, Dallas! Being a clown is not about being a freak but embracing joy and spreading laughter! You can see the world in a whole new way!”

Slowly, as the confetti settled around her, Dallas began to feel the moment's energy seep into her. She lowered the gun and dropped it to the ground. The clowns were genuinely happy, and despite her initial panic, she could sense a strange allure to their way of life. As Dallas stood there, still processing the shock of her transformation, the laughter of the clowns filled the air, creating a chaotic and celebratory atmosphere. She stumbled back, her mind racing with disbelief and confusion. “What have you done to me?! I’m a clown!?” Dallas shouted, her voice a mix of panic and frustration. Her heart racing, she looked for a way out of this bizarre situation. Dallas begins crying. “I’m a freak. I’m a weirdo *sobbing”

Cassie stepped closer, her expression softening as she saw the fear in her sister’s eyes. “Dallas, I know this is overwhelming, but it is not so bad! You will get used to it. Just look at Mom, Todd, and Star; they are all happy!” Dallas’s eyes darted around, taking in her family’s colorful appearances. They were laughing and embracing their new identities, but all she could feel was dread. “I do not want to be like this! I don’t want to be a freak!”

Kaptain Krazy, noticing Dallas’ distress, approached her with a warm smile. “Now, now, Dallas! Being a clown isn't about being a freak but embracing joy and spreading laughter! You can see the world in a whole new way!” Slowly, as the confetti settled around her, Dallas began to feel the moment's energy seep into her. The clowns were genuinely happy, and despite her initial panic, she could sense a strange allure to their way of life.

“Look,” Cassie said, her tone encouraging. “You don’t have to change who you are. You can still be yourself with just a little more color and fun! We’re family and want you to be part of this with us” Dallas hesitated, glancing at the joyful faces of her family.” But what about my life? My friends? My boyfriend?"

Star said, “You can bring them into this life, too! We can have the most amazing circus performances and make everyone laugh together!” As the clowns began to demonstrate their antics - juggling, pratfalls, and silly dances - Dallas could not help but feel a flicker of curiosity. This was not the end of her world, but rather a new beginning.

With a deep breath, she looked at Kassie, her expression shifting from fear to uncertainty. “I guess I could try it. But I am not promising anything!” The clowns erupted into cheers, celebrating her tentative acceptance. “That's the spirit!” Kaptain Krazy said, clapping his hands. “Now, let's show you the ropes, Dallas!”

As the family gathered around, they began teaching her the clowning basics. They showed her how to juggle colorful balls, perform silly tricks, and even make balloon animals. With each passing moment, Dallas felt some of her apprehension fade away. Sure, she might not have chosen this path, but there was something undeniably joyful about the chaos and laughter surrounding her.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the scene, Dallas laughed for the first time, a genuine sound that felt foreign yet freeing. “Okay, okay! Maybe being a clown is not so bad after all” The family erupted in laughter, and in that moment, the fear that had gripped her dissipated, replaced by a sense of belonging she hadn’t anticipated.

From that day on, Dallas embraced her new identity as a clown, learning to balance her previous life with this vibrant, joyful existence. Together with her family, she discovered the power of laughter, the joy of performing, and the freedom of living authentically.

As Dallas excitedly searched through the colorful array of costumes, her heart sank when she realized that there was not a single outfit that would fit her. “Uh, guys? there's nothing here for me!” she exclaimed, disappointment evident in her voice. Kassie frowned, her mind racing to find a solution. “Wait! I have an idea!” She dashed to a corner of the room and retrieved a shiny canister decorated with bright colors and a big label that read “Confetti Surprise! “What's that?” Dallas asked, her curiosity piqued.

Cassie grinned mischievously. “Just watch! This will be a perfect way to get you into the perfect clown costume!” With everyone gathered around, Kassie popped open the canister. A burst of colorful confetti shot into the air, filling the room with a sparkling cascade of colors. The confetti began to fall, swirling around Dallas like a magical whirlwind.

“Whoa!” Dallas exclaimed, caught off guard as the vibrant confetti enveloped her. It wrapped around her body, latching onto her like a birthday present being unwrapped.

As the last confetti settled, it transformed into a stunning clown outfit: a playful dress with fluff underneath, yellow bloomers, bright purple tights, and Mary Jane shoes, silly socks! Turns out, that was Cassies original clothes that Kaptain Krazy offered. Dallas gasped; her eyes wide with amazement. “I can’t believe it! This is incredible!” She twirled in her new costume, feeling the fabric swirl around her.

Cassie and the rest of the family cheered, celebrating the magical transformation. “Now you look just like us!” Cassie beamed.

But as the excitement settled, a more severe idea took root in Cassie’s mind. “You know, we need to let go of our past and fully embrace our new lives,” she said, looking around at the remnants of their old selves. Susan nodded, understanding her daughter's perspective. “You're right. It is time to say goodbye to our human memories once and for all.”

With a determined look, Cassie gathered the family in the living room. They collected all their human belongings, old photos, keepsakes, and mementos, placing them in a pile. The clowns formed a circle around the pile, and Kassie pulled out a lighter. “Are we doing this?” Dallas asked, her voice trembling slightly “Its time, Dallas,” Cassie replied firmly. “We need to let go so we can fully embrace our new life.” With a flick of the lighter, Cassie ignited the pile.

Flames danced and crackled, consuming their old memories in a fiery blaze. The warmth of the fire surrounded them, and the glow illuminated their colorful costumes, making them look even more vibrant. As the last of the old memories along with their house turned to ash, Cassie beamed at her family. “C’mon, family! Let us go home to the circus!”

They all joined hands, a tight-knit circle of love and laughter, and they skipped their way to the clown car parked outside together. The tiny vehicle was colorful and whimsical, adorned with bright paint and oversized wheels.

As they squeezed into the clown car with Anna, Buttons, Sprinkles, Tootles, Jellybean, Flora, Bubbles, Jingles, Giggles, Patches, Doodles, Tootles, Floppy, Zippy, Buttons, with Kaptain Krazy as the driver, laughter erupted, filling the air with joy. ‘This is going to be the best adventure ever!’ Dallas exclaimed, her heart racing with excitement.

“And Dallas, I'm Cassie with the C now. Cassie the Clown.” Dallas replies, “Oh, well, that makes sense. With Kaptain Krazy at the wheel, they drove off into the sunset, ready to embrace their new lives as a family of clowns. The past was behind them, and a vibrant, joyful future awaited.

The end!

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I'm Tryin' Out 1987 TMNT, First Episode Liveblog

Awwwww dorky lil' theme song- PFFFT WHICH ONE JUST INTERRUPTED TO SAY "WE'RE REALLY HIP"

HEROS IN A HALF SHELL AND THEY'RE GREEN WELL YOU DON'T SAY XD OH THIS SI ALREADY AN ABSOLUTE DELIGHT

THIS IS SO FUN ALREADY AND I LOVE SEEING HOW MUCH OF THE 2012 THEME HARKENS BACK TO THIS ONE BUT WITH A TWIST

I'm ready for this. BRING IT ON 80'S- SHIT IS THAT BEEBOP ALREADY OH MY GOD THEY FUCKING- THAT CAR IS JSUT BONES NOW

APRIL VOICE OVER???????

Yeesh how much spray paint did those Troubled Teens use on that guy to make the noise of his walking away so loud

HI APRIL

Oop hi Rob, voicing side characters in this one too, huh?

ONLY HAVE BEEN MADE WITH A SAMURAI- NINJA ROPE- MADE IN JAPAN- WHATTTTTTTTTTT IS HAPPENING THIS MAN JUMPS TO MORE CONCLUSIONS THAN ME ON A MATH TEST

WHO'S WANT TO HURT THE NEWS MEDIA- APRIL-

Oop, Rob again- oh that one was Leo's VA though, totally sounded like the Heath Burns voice he does in Monster High

So this is like a 90's kinda streetgang leader Shredder?

HELL YEAH APRIL I LOVE YOU ALREADY OH YES SHE'S ELATED BY THE MURDER ATTEMPT BECAUSE OF WHAT IT MEANS FOR THE STORY I LOVE HER

HECK YEAH THE TURTLE BOYS

lol "Whoever you are you are dead" wrong bad guy, wrong

SHEESH RAPH GIVE HER A BREAK XD RIGHT OFF THE BAT HIS SASS LEVELS ARE SET TO LETHAL

April can deal with Attempted Murder like it means nothing but Turtle Mutants? Nah that one is too much.

Pfffff "She's no fun, she fainted." Mikey sir not the time

PFFFFFT "WHAT THE DEVIL" SHREDDER IS JSUT CONFUSED NOT EVEN MAD

AWWWWWWWWW THIS SPLINTER IS SO FRIEND-SHAPED LOOK AT HIM, HOW'D SHE PASS OUT HE LOOKS LIKE A LIL' BUD

Sheesh Donnie "Come on, Lady" you've just always had bad skills with women, haven't you?

TOUGH TRYING TO CARRY ON A CONVERSA- RAPH

I love this Splinter already.

PEPPERONI AND ICE CREAM?????? JELLYBEANS AND MUSHROOMS?????? ANCHOVIES AND PEANUT BUTTER??????? OH GOD THEY ALL EAT LIKE 2012 MIKEY

They're so chill about a human finding them lol

PET RAT???????? APRIL THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING-

GOD HE'S SO FRIEND SHAPED

Oooooooooooh backstory!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yoshi lead the foot? SAKI WAS HIS STUDENT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Did he stab Yo- oh no he prevented his bow- SORRY THIS MAN'S JUMPING TO MORE CONCLUSIONS THN THE NINJA ROPE GUY

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW BABY TURTLES AWWWWW- he lived in The Sewers already? Huh. Oh he's having a good time! Yay!

OH NO THEY GOT INTO- uh. Energon from Transformers G1? Why's it pink?

HE STEPPED IN THE PINK

YEAH THERE IT IS- oh that seemed pretty painless, good for 80's Splinter

"Got a mind like a steel trap, lady" GOOD LORD RAPH WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN XD

Four young wards lol I love that they named him Splinter

"Yeah I knew the outside world would think they're freaks but you know what fixes that? Lethality."

NO SWORD ON EARTH CAN WITHSTAND HIS SAI- HOW DID HE PRONOUNCE LEONARDO JUST THEN- AYYYYY FRANCHISE NAMEDROP

Wait wait wait "Force them to turn our master human again" dude Splinter raised them for REVENGE XD

APRIL I'M SORRY WHAT YOU THINK THEY COMMITED THE ROBBERIES- I TAKE IT BACK RAPH WAS RIGHT TO INSULT YOUR BRAIN WHAT THE HELL IS THAT CONCLUSION ALSO DON'T TELL THEM YOU THINK THAT YOU JUST LEARNED THAT THEY'RE SUPER TRAINED NINJAS AND SPLINTER GAVE YOU SUSHI

Lol they accidentally assigned Raph's voice to Donnie, very G1 of them and very Foreshadowing

"The thieves were turtles, pal!" "Well yeah, but, were they turtles?" MIKEY MAKES A GOOD POINT

THEY KIDNAPPED HER WAIT

NOT LIKE APRIL WAS IRREPLACABLE- OH GOD A MISOGYNIST IS SPOTTED

They're all pretty chill about kidnapping- oh Mikey no- AH Leo is smart- APRIL YOU'RE IN NO PLACE TO NEGOTIATE

SHREDDER KNOWS?!?!?!?!?!?! WAIT WHAT IS HAPPENING-

COULD HAVE BEEN TURTLES?!?!?!?! WHY MUST YOU KNOW???????

Yes Raph they probably did leave evidence just lying around. Mikey stop being a pessimist WHOA never thought I'd say that

AH why'd Raph's face do that

NINJA PIZZA PARLOUR?????? Oh shit he broke the fourth wall DONNIE NO PLEASE I'M UNSHOWERED AND GREASY DON'T LOOK AT ME

AWWWWWWWWW THEY'RE ALL SO SMALL

Oh hello Old Lady- FUCKING HELL THAT GUN

OH goodness she got them lil' hats and clothes SO CUTE

LEO WHY'D YOU BREAK THAT GUY'S TABLE

April it's not hard, they're color-coded

WHYYYYY ARE THERE SO MANY NINJA BUSINESSES- YEAH I'D SAY IT'S SUSPICIOUS TOO

She's making points. She's making points.

SHREDDER DID YOU THEME ALL OF YOUR MONEY LAUNDERING BUSINESSES AROUND BEING A NINJA

Sashimi pizza and whipped cream pizza? "Eat it in good health?" Sir you can't serve pizza like that and then wish them good health. That's like feeding someone a bunch of cyanide and wishing them a long life.

Of course Raph got the sashimi one, just gotta be the alternative kid

WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THOSE FOOT GUYS WHAT WHY DID THEY WALK LIKE THAT oh they got April

Is this a tra- it's a trap. Oh Raph said it too

SOMETHING WEIRD ABOUT- BOY I'LL SAY

"CLANG?! DID YOU SAY CLANG?!" RAPH WHY ARE YOU OFFENDED BY THEM BEING ROBOTS

2012 did the animation and color palettes of '87 dirty in the crossover based on this pilot ep

YEAH BITCH HAMATO YOSHI LIVES- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT WHY DO THE FOOT BOTS HAVE TALLER FOREHEADS THAN RISE DONNIE

HOLY FUCK HOW STRONG ARE THESE TURTLES THEY COLLAPSED A WHOLE DAMN WALL ON THESE GUYS

Oh god Leo that is NOT SECU- they all slid down it anyway

ACME TECH ACME TECH ACME BABEY

YOU KNOW ABOUT HAMATO YOSHI'S TURTLES?!?!?!?! SHREDDER HAS THE TECHNODROME?!?!?!?!?!?! WHAT

Yeah I love 2012 but it did these boys dirty.

Awww Raph saved April, that's nice! He's a sassy bitch but he's caring.

HOW IS THE WATER GOING UP

Raph not the time for double puns

EW EATING SOUNDS- BANANAS AND SAUSAGE????? WE END EPISODE ONE ON THAT???????

This show is a fucking delight and I DO adore it however I will only watch as long as Rob Paulsen is voicing Raph once the VA changes I'm out because TBH he's like 2/3s of the reason I'm watching (I have a fucking problem)

#tmnt #sid blogs live

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lalamines · 2 years ago

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[ JELLYBEAN ] One particular stall catches your eye: piles of little bean-shaped gummies shine in the lantern’s light, all too colorful to ignore. Clover honey, strawberry, peaches… With so many choices, you can’t help but take your time looking over the vendor’s selection. Strangely, he nods and gives you a knowing look. “Ah, I see. We have the same… interests, do we?” From below the table, the vendor pulls out a heavy wooden box, opening it to reveal an array of jellybeans. While they are as colorful and delectable as the ones on the table, their labels are more than a little troubling. Sweaty socks? Essence of skunk? “Excellent for tricks… though you didn’t get these from me.”

Soren was in no position to try and deny being gifted jellybeans. At least he had the fortune of being anonymous to deliver the potentially disgusting beans in a full disguise.

He held his paws out to Mercedes, one paw with an orange bean and one holding a grey bean. The beans were pumpkin pie and ditchwater respectively, although Soren didn't know that. he wondered how to get her to just pick one, some way to gesture or ask which one.

Maybe he could pitch his voice higher up and softer so it wasn't recognizable.

"...chuu?"

It was so cutesy he experienced a momentary wave of revulsion and vowed to never do it again.

She tries to keep a straight face. Tries and fails.

Thunder mouse is just too adorable for her not to double over in peals of giggles. What a wonderful treat for the festival! He holds out two jellybeans for her, ah a trick or a treat hmm?

Mercedes takes the orange bean and chews it thoughtfully. Pumpkin pie. She smiles brightly, pleased with her success.

"Guess tonight is my lucky night. But uh, could I ask you a favour, Mr. Thunder Mouse?" Mercedes uses her sweetest, most dulcet tones for this request. The little girl who had been pickpocketed was back playing with her friends, smiling and laughing once more. Yet she still seems reserved, holding herself back and smaller than her already petite frame would belie. "There's a young lady over there, that one yes. In the lilac witch outfit! She's been through a lot tonight, could you offer her two treats without the trick, for me?"

"I'll eat the nasty bean, if you need to restore karmic balance!"

#toamidsommar2022 #dm said mercedes wins but she's willing to take one for the team for you

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toloveawarlord · 4 years ago

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You can find my masterlist in my bio!

25 Days of Christmas Day 9

Pairing: Edgar x MC

Prompt: “How long have you been out here?”

Tagging: @plumpblueberry @christmaswarlock @sakura-1819 @starry-starry-night24 @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @thewitchofbooks @ikemensengokufangirl @stardust-dreamer13 @gay-noodle-clan @nad-zeta @canaria-blackwell @hamster-damn @boundtothejacks

A/N: Not my original plan for this story but I fell in love this idea!

Snow danced in the chilled wind, drifting down to join the blanket covering the yard. The warm shop disappeared, and she found herself shivering before a large home, strangely familiar. Alice rubbed her hands together, casting a quizzical glance around her surroundings. The mountains cascading across the horizon told her this was Red Territory, not Central Quarter where she’d previously been.

“Hey, miss! That magic you used lit up the whole yard!” A boy no older than six bounded up to her, his boots and jacket coated in a fresh layer of snow. The cold nipping at his red tinted cheeks and nose. Despite how frigid he looked; a wide grin broke out on his features.

Alice studied his familiar features. Chestnut brown locks. Jade irises reflecting mischievous intent. The moonlight shimmering on the white snow only illuminated the boy in a magical glow. “Did I scare you?”

“Of course not! I don’t scare easy!” The grin fell into a defiant pout as he folded his arms across his chest with a huff.

“Edgar! There you are! How long have you been out here? You’ll catch a cold!” A woman clad in a winter shawl over her pajamas and house slippers called from the door. Her gaze fell on the unknown woman. “Oh, hello there.”

“Hello- I-”

Edgar slipped his small hand into hers, tugging her toward the warm home. “This lady is lost, mother,” He announced, intent on bringing her inside with him. “As the future Jack of Hearts, I hereby decree that--” His head swiveled up to look at her, realization on those small features. “Sorry, I don’t know you’re name, miss.”

“Oh, it’s Alice.”

His head nodded as he cleared his throat and straightened his back. “I hereby decree that Alice will be given sanctuary in our home until morning.” He spoke with authority but peeked at his mother for permission. “We can’t leave her in the cold and no carriages are running at this hour.”

His mother laughed softly with a gentle smile. “Yes, I think that’s a wonderfully kind idea.” She brushed her hand lovingly through his hair and turned her attention to the woman. “You are more than welcome to stay here. I’m sure you’re terribly cold having wandered this far out into the country of Red Territory. I’m Lillian Bright, and this is my troublesome son, Edgar.”

The boy in question gave a breathy hey but didn’t deny it.

“Thank you, I’m terribly sorry of the inconvenience.” Alice might have chosen to brave the cold, but knowing that she wasn’t in her own timeline, she decided against it.

Besides, she was quite intrigued by this little Edgar. He was just as she imagined he’d be at this age; full of adventure, innocent, and simply so adorable she wanted to pinch his cheeks and tell him how cute he was.

But she refrained, as hard as it was.

“You should be in bed. It’s well past your bedtime,” Lillian said.

“It’s Christmas Eve, and Father promised he’d be home.” His head dropped; disappointment laced in his tone. He’d gone outside to wait, hoping to catch him riding in the distance on his horse. But hours had passed.

Lillian tugged his jacket off before relenting. “Alright. Go warm up by the fire. I’ll make us some hot chocolate.”

“I’ll help you. It’s the least I can do for your hospitality,” Alice offered.

Edgar tugged on her sleeve until she bent down to hear what he whispered into her ear. “Sneak extra marshmallows into mine!” He snickered softly, like he’d told her about an evil plot. With his request done, the energetic boy took off toward the roaring fire in the living room.

Alice accompanied his mother to the large kitchen. The arch above the sink gave a perfect view into the other room. She watched the six-year-old stick his hands out toward the flames only to wrench them back a few moments later and blow on them.

“Do you have kids, Alice?” Lillian asked, setting a pot of milk onto the stove top.

“Oh, no. Not yet anyways. I’m not sure E-” She stopped herself short of mentioning his name. “I’d like to, one day. I’m quite sure my boyfriend would be a wonderful father.” Her heart thumped in her chest as she thought about the two of them having a little one. Perhaps they’d have a boy who looked just like Edgar when he was young.

Lillian laughed, setting to work cutting up a bar of chocolate to melt into the warmed milk. “You must have a devoted lover, then.” A flicker of recognition flashed across her features. “His father, Cecil, he’s a good man. Busy, with his duties as the Jack of Hearts, but he loves that boy fiercely.”

“I can see that he’s loved so well.” An ache splintered across her chest. One day, he’ll lose those who cared so deeply for him.

Steam rose from the mugs as they were filled with the beverage. As requested, Alice slipped three extra marshmallows into the smaller mug. Edgar settled on the couch in between his mother and Alice, a wicked grin on his lips as he beamed at Alice.

She gave a wink and sipped on her drink. “Are you excited for Christmas, Edgar?”

“Yes! I hope I get a lot of candy and sweets. My favorite is-”

“Jellybeans?”

Jade eyes widened as if she’d read his mind as his head bobbed a confirmation. “How’d you know? Did you use magic?” He passed his mug to his mother before wiggling across the cushion to get closer to Alice. “I saw you use magic when you arrived.”

How would she explain that? It wasn’t like she could tell him that she was from the future, that she knew because he’d told her. Instead, Alice placed a finger over her lips and said, “It’s a secret.”

“Aww,” Edgar whined, flopping down onto his stomach, resting his head on his stacked arms. “That’s cheating. I can order you as the Jack!” He threw the title around as it fit him.

Just as mischievous as he was in the future. “You’re about twenty years too early for that.” Alice reached out her free hand and pinched at his side, causing the boy to flail around in a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

“He-hey! Stop t-that! It tickles!” He fought to no avail, only getting a reprieve when she pulled her hand away. He panted, taking deep breaths. “You’re a lot of fun. More fun than any of the maids here.” He sat up, tucking his legs in to sit criss-cross.

“I’ll bet you like to tease them, huh?”

Edgar turned his nose up, utterly denying his devious nature. A little prank here and there didn’t harm anyone. He shushed her as she snickered at him. “Mother fell asleep. She’s been getting tired a lot lately,” he said.

He tugged the blanket off the back of the couch and gently covered her with it, placing a kiss on her cheek. “I hope father makes it home. She’d really be happy, then.”

“He has a lot of work, being the Jack of Hearts, but I’m sure he’s doing everything he can to be here for the two of you.” She knew just how much was demanded of the Jack, especially since it wasn’t until Lancelot became King that the Bright line was free of their dark obligation.

“I wished on every star in the sky.”

The jingling of keys went unheard by the boy, but Alice turned her head toward the front hall. As she rubbed circles on his back, magic pulled at her body. The spell wearing off, telling her it was time to leave. “Hey, Edgar. You’ll get your wish. I promise. Wait right here, okay?”

“You think so?” The light returned to those jade irises. Hope laced in his features. His greatest wish for the year evident.

She rose from the couch, taking all three mugs to return them to the kitchen. The front door creaked open, making young Edgar jump up. His smile one that she would never forget. Alice clasped her hands together, finding the brightest star in the sky from the window.

I wish for his happiness. Both past and future.

“Father! You came! Just like she said you would!”

“She? Who are you talking about?”

As the magic took her back to her own time, she barely heard his reply.

The Christmas angel, Alice.

The lights of the shop returned to her vision. The crystal now a rock in her hands. Alice squeezed it tightly, a memento of her glimpse into his past. Two strong arms slid around her waist.

“There you are. I searched the whole shop, but you were gone for a while. Did you sneak out on me?” Edgar teased, resting his chin on her shoulder. They’d gone shopping together, but somehow, she’d managed to slip away. How strange.

“Yes, something like that.”

“Oh?”

Alice laughed to herself. He may deny it, but that childish innocence had begun to return to him. She pocketed the rock and twisted in his arms to face him. “I went to wish on a few stars.”

He searched her for the truth, a sly smirk on his lips. “And what, pray tell, did you wish for?” Gloved fingers caressed her cheek as he waited patiently for the answer.

“Your happiness, for the rest of our lives.” She adored the surprise on his features. His cheeks the faintest of pink as he struggled to respond. Alice rose up on her tiptoes and placed a tender kiss on his lips.

She vowed to protect his happiness always.

#ikemen revolution #ikerev #edgar bright #jack of hearts #edgar bright x reader #25 days christmas #2020 edition #day 9 #small edgar is too cute #honestly i love the idea of his parents being the best

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theficplug · 4 years ago

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l Next Lifetime l Erik Killmonger l

previous chapters: l part 1 l part 2

erik kilmonger x black reader

warnings: none, but the usual 18+ for the eventual smut and a possible tw for grief but i promise it gets better and its a romcom

synopsis: reader grieves Erik until she doesn’t (i’m trying not give too much away). This one is a long filler sort of chapter before it really starts to pick up in part 4 and onward. So, grab you a snack and something to drink! I hope y’all like it.

l part 3 l

It’s been a few days and a few more hangovers than you’d care to count later and you were back in Oakland debating whether or not you should meet N’Jadaka later this afternoon.

In two weeks you and N’Jadaka had a thread of about 300 messages talking about everything from the political state of the country, which aisle you shop on first, and if you want children down the line.

The only time you two stopped talking is when he said that Death Note was the best anime and you had to agree to disagree. The silent treatment only lasted 15 minutes before he called and said he already missed the sound of your voice and the ding of the alarm from your messages.

There was something in the nuance of getting to know him this time that made everything seem so bittersweet.

You sit at your desk in your office tapping the pen rapidly while searching stories and videos of reincarnation and the spirit.

According to Google you were either losing your mind or either really blessed/lucky.

It'd be like dating someone new and starting all over but not? Because he's your Erik but he's not your Erik.

According to West Hylan an author who swears up and down that he's on his second life. There would be pieces of their past life that they will find in the things that they do or how they feel. But for the most part their past life/lives will feel like a distant dream.

You closed the tabs and rubbed at your temples trying to make sense of it all.

"Alright, Alright . It's just a walk around the park eating $2 hot dogs. It can't be that hard. " you say to yourself before looking up at your work wife Marley coming in with a huge smile watched across her face.

Marley had bushy eyebrows, a giant crown of 4c hair framing her face, beautiful hazel doe eyes, and striking cheekbones. She modeled part time but recently took a step back to work with you to tackle the encouragement of cosmetic work and disordered eating within the "influencer" industry.

She sparked a new wing in your center that runs seminars and self love summer camps for any girl/young woman that wants to attend. Free of charge with food and activities.

"Guess who just passed her final exam? You're looking at a licensed counselor baaabbyyy! 5 ½ shitty years of University and it's finally a wrap." She announces as her heels click on the floor on her way to your desk.

She stops in her tracks as she sees the look on your face and raises her brows.

"Uh- uh, I know that look, what's up boss lady?" She asks and you shake your head.

"Nothing. Literally nothing, just me being overly anxious because I have...a date. Congratulations! I am so proud of you. You're so multi-talented and smart. This is only the beginning!" You congratulate her and she beams with happiness and pride before sitting down at the desk.

"First off , thank you, it really does mean a lot coming from you. Secondly, it's normal to be nervous for a first date. Especially considering all that you've gone through in the last year. But if you like him, you owe it to yourself to at least give it a shot. Do I know him? Is he new ?" She asks inquisitively as she grabs a handful of the jellybeans from your desk.

"He, he's an old friend. And I'm just-things are different now and I'm feeling like maybe there will be some sort of disconnect there." You admit, worried that even though by some magical occurrence happening you had him back in your life but he was still a relatively brand new person with free will.

What if the vibe just isn't there.

"That's just it. He's an old friend and this is new. You've probably got some old memories and moments but the time that you've both spent apart means that you're both different. Sure we value old experiences because nostalgia makes us see everything through rose colored glasses. We can be thankful for those times but it's time to make new memories. Time waits for no one. Hell, as much as you do around here you deserve some time to be all loved on." She says laughing softly and walks around your desk to pull you into a hug.

"I'm honestly so thankful for you Marley."

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"Be open to new experiences. Be open to new experiences" you repeat the mantra to yourself when your phone dings.

Daka-Stevens: I got us a spot for the fireworks and lantern festival🎆🏮

You smile softly at the text before remembering that the fireworks might be a trigger for him like before.

Sounds good… Do you think fireworks are too loud?👋🏾

Daka-Stevens: no not really but if u r sound sensitive. aint no problem. We can find sumn else to get into.👍🏾

No no. It's perfect.. see you in 20 ♥️

"I'm trying a new recipe and I need you to be honest on how this tastes. Cause I'm trying this at the restaurant tomorrow and Kathy be on my ass about creating the same foods. Gumbo. Try. Please?" Tika asks while walking into your room

"Just in time . Right before I put on my lipstick. I'm feeling like this top and skirt is clashing. I'm gonna go look on Iri's rack." You say after tasting her Gumbo. "It tastes good to me! Add a lil crab boil for a kick."

"Crab boil, of course. Also I'm sure she has a red dress with this billowy kinda sleeve. That would look mad cute on you." She advised and you nod before heading over to her rack in the living room.

"I'm gonna pretend like you're not going through my Fall 2020 collection. Good afternoon to you all. I am in a fabulous mood. Guess who's microaggressive ass editor got fiiirreed." Iri announces walking through the door and snatching off her heels

"And I'm gonna pretend that you and Tika are moving the furniture around in your room at 2 am…. What happened?" You ask laughing and Tika drops her spoon on the floor before she turns around fast enough to give herself whiplash.

"How do you know about that? Look, I don't want things to be weird. Its gonna throw off the dynamic of our friendship . Like we're the 3 musketeers if the 3 becomes 2 then the 1 feels left out and you're our 1. You know we love you right?" Tika babbles and you shake your head while throwing up your hands

"Teeks , I know, and honestly I've been waiting for this for about a year. You two are the cutest and my best friends. And I want the best for both of you. You are the best for each other." You say to them and Iri calls for a group hug

“Now let’s get you sorted because hun cause I know Iri has something cute somewhere on this thing.” Tika says as she puts the turns off the stove.

“Fine. FINE. But you can NOT damage this outfit in any way. I haven’t even shown it to the team yet.” Iri says before helping you both.

20 minutes later and your girls are giving you the once over before N’Jadaka/Erik arrives.

“Teeth check. Pit check , Location tracker on. Breath check . She has gumbo breath. We can't send her out with gumbo breath. Iri, spearmint me. Whew okay. She's ready." Tika says right on time as N’Jadaka knocks at the door.

“Hey , damn I'm lucky. You look beautiful! These are for you.” N’Jadaka says leaning in to kiss your cheek.

Why does this man smell so goddamn good ? That’s a man. Oh, shit. Is that Chrysanthemums? You think to yourself as you sneeze loudly

“You know that I’m aller-. Thank you, I’ll just put these over there.” you say sneezing again and quickly sitting them on the table.

“Okay, ready to go. Have fun y’all. Don’t do anything that I wouldn’t do.” Iri calls after you.

“So everything then?” you retort playfully before blowing her a kiss and she teasingly gives you the middle finger.

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“So Pen thought it was “cute” but Khalil roasted the fuck outta me. “Talking bout some “she don’t live on a prairie nigga take her somewhere special.” I wanted to surprise you with a picnic. Lina helped me put it together and stuff. I got fruits, we got surf and turf with the lobster tails and steak, and we have German chocolate cake. Mike wanted to talk shit and then tried to ask Lina to help him make one for a damn tinder date.” he says nervously rambling on the way to the festival.

“I really like it. I think it’s so thought out and who doesn’t love a good surf and turf? Khalil's just hating cause he aint think of it first. I think it’s kinda cute that you ramble when you’re nervous , Mr. Calm , Cool, and Collected.” you say to him as he parks the car and starts your things.

“Who wouldn’t be nervous around somebody that looked like you?” he asks leaning against his cherry red car with the wicker basket in his hand.

“Alright, Alright Mr. Casanova. Let’s go in before the fireworks start.” you say taking the large blanket out of his hands and leaning up again to thank him and kiss his cheek this time.

You walked hand in hand with him through the park after giving your tickets at the booth and grabbing two lanterns for the both of you.

This section of park was already riddled with couples and friends scattered about laughing, talking, swapping stories, and listening to the soft music being played over the speakers as the sun started to set.

You walk past a park bench riddled with graffiti art and you stop for a moment to stare at it. Kind of like your town’s own “lovers lock bridge”.

Almost instantly you are taken back to the moment that you and Erik shared your first kiss and the first time he told you that he loved you all those years back.

N’Jadaka looks back at you for a moment after noticing you’re no longer walking beside him.

“Does this bench make you feel something? Anything?” you ask as you walk over to it.

“Nah, I haven’t seen it before but it got some dope ass art on it. Like this lil robot man over here. I think i got a marker in my back pocket from work earlier.” he says fishing around while balancing the basket in his other hand.

He opens the marker with his teeth and crouches down to write your initials while wearing the biggest grin.

“That way when we’re 20 years down the line and you hogging all the blankets and my hairline start hiking to the back like my daddys’. We can come back to this spot and remember the beginning of our lil love story.” he says and you smile at him before nodding and kissing his nose and cheeks.

As he takes off walking to find your spot. You stand there for a few more moments running your fingers over the carved E+ your initials on the other side of the bench.

It really was the perfect view of everyone and everything but still being a ways away from others while still being in range to hear the music.

“Here, it’s perfect.” You declare as you place the blanket and pillows down once you both reach the top of the hill.

N’Jadaka begins to take out the food and drinks and set it up. “I brought ginger ale for us too if you don’t feel like drinking wine.”

“That's actually my favourite...Now what in the world does that white boy know about Alicia Keys?” you ask while laughing as he starts playing No One on his guitar and the people in the park began to sing along with him.

“He tried it . . . But i’mma give him his props. He don’t sound half bad.” N’Jadaka says laughing as he opens the container of strawberries and feeds you one . You lick his fingers softly and he gives you a look.

You open a frozen fruit cup for him and lean back on your elbows. “So did you always know that you wanted to be an artist/sculptor or is that just something you connected with down the line?” you ask as you stare at the drunken man stumbling around families a few feet away from you. N'Jadaka ponders the question before shaking his head.

“Nah, at first I thought I was gonna be a soldier. I had my mind deadset on joining the military fresh outta high school. That’s how they get you. The recruiters come in making it seem like we gon be doing something patriotic. You know, be a man, defend your country and all that bullshit. They don’t really tell you what they really want you to do and what happens to you, to your mind. It aint right.” he shakes his head at the thought and you had to swallow the lump in your throat knowing that you knew exactly how that route of life played out for him.

“I’m glad you chose art. You look hot in your lil paint covered overalls. When are you gonna draw me like one of your french girls?” you ask jokingly and he throws his head back in laughter before moving to lean off to the side of the hill with his hand out.

“Don’t let me go.” he calls out dramatically, still laughing and acting like he’s barely holding on.

“I’ll never let go Jack.” you say dramatically holding onto his hand .

He moves back onto the blanket to lay back still laughing as he looks over at you.

“She really had mans hanging off that damn door for hours when there was enough room for both of em.”

“Wait, stay right there I wanna take a picture to remember this moment. Smile for me Daka.” you call softly to him as you hold up your polaroid camera and press down on the button permanently capturing the serene look on his face as he enjoys the frozen fresh fruit cup. His cherry red stained plump lips gently pulled into a small smile as he stares at the crossed his eyes. He looked cute even while being goofy.

“Gimme kiss?” he asks and you lean down to kiss him as the fireworks light up the sky and he snaps the picture.

You taste the cherry flavour on his tongue as you continue to kiss him.

You both look up at the sky in bloom with different hues of white and yellow and reds.

“Ouch,damn it, you just stepped on my foot. you could’ve said excuse me!” You yell out to the guy who’s drunkenly stumbling around trying to get higher up.

“You shouldn’t have had them in the fucking way!” he calls back over his shoulder and N’Jadaka immediately gets up from your spot to grab him by his shirt and twists his arm behind his back.

“Fuck is wrong with you? If people aint have their children in here , I would knock your dumb ass out .” he says to the man through gritted teeth and you jump up from your place on the blanket to grab N’Jadaka’s arm and place your hand firmly on his chest.

“Heeeyy Daka, it aint even gotta be all that. He ain’t worth even worth it. C'mon. Come here to me.” you say softly to him knowing how to de-escalate these sort of situations with him all too well.

“I’m going to have to ask you all to leave the premises for causing a disturbance.” the park attendant says and you try to let her know what was going on but she was already walking away.

“Come on, we don’t need their lil stank festival anyways.” you say to him and he helps you pack up your stuff before taking your hand and leaving the park.

Once you’re back in the car you’re both laughing at how stupid the whole situation was and roasting the parking lot attendant to break the slightly awkward silence from when you first entered the car.

You drive around for a while, listening to old school jams and talking things out about anything and everything. You open up to him a little about Erik and he reveals to you that he used to date Lina for a short time.

But they both knew that it wasn’t right and that Lina was more like a bro to him and vice versa.

After you find an empty parking lot you sit on the hood of his car and stare up at all of the stars showing out tonight.

“You know we still have our lanterns.” you suggest before grabbing them from the car.

You release your lanterns at the same time before sharing a kiss. You nuzzle his nose for a moment, taking a deep breath and looking right at him.

“Remember when you asked me if I knew of you before we met at Aloha Oakland?” you ask him.

Once you have it lit you write your message hoping that it comes true and you wait for Daka to finish writing his.

He leans against the car to listen to you.

"This is gonna sound crazy as hell but roll with it for a moment. I think I knew you in your past life. I know how this sounds but remember when you said that you were drunk for your birthday weekend? You said that you dreamed in hues of red purples and flowers. There were streams of water and butterflies all over. . . You were in the ancestral plane. I'm not exactly sure what happened. I'm still trying to convince myself that I'm not losing it. But, I've technically known you since we were kids. You died back then and somehow, I don't have all the answers. You just promised that you'd come back to me-"

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#erik killmonger #erik killmonger smut #black panther #black panther smut #fanfic for black girls

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sometipsygnostalgic · 4 years ago

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Adventure Time Reviewed: Season 1 part 1

As promised, I’m going through the Adventure Time series. I’m going to write brief reviews for each of the eps as I watch them, in groups.

Slumber Party Panic to Prisoners of Love

S1E01: Slumber Party Panic

This made an outstanding choice for a first episode, even if it wasn’t the intended premiere, because SPP shows you a brief package of what themes the show would keep through its run, rather than just a brief adventure. It’s really funny that the first appearance of Princess Bubblegum in the series is her raising the dead, it being a big mistake, and her lying to the candy people to protect them and describing them as ignorant, then making a 12 year old keep a royal promise. This ep shows Finn’s early season character - an amped up, anxious kid who wants to keep everyone happy but sometimes can’t. And it has Jake trying to pry the information from him, because from Jake’s perspective it is out of character for Finn to keep secrets, and he is also messed up after finding Dead Mr Creampuff’s sock with Finn. (Mr Creampuff and Manfried are both in this ep, and they will continue to be the funniest retcons of all time to me) What was absolutely retconned after this ep was the brokenness of the Gumball Guardians. It’s hilarious that Bubblegum programmed them to go apeshit if someone breaks a promise to her. If only they could have frozen time during the final battle against GOLB. I liked the part in ETDBIDK where you have to answer a maths question while dodging their attacks, even if it went on a bit too long. The ep also subverts its message. Bubblegum asks Finn if he learned about the consequences of breaking promises, but Finn says that if he breaks promises he can go on AWESOME ADVENTURES and REVERSE DEATH ITSELF, and PB goes whatever, youre too cute to yell at.

The music in SPP is surreal. Seriously, listen to this ep. The tension it creates when Finn is told to make a royal promise because the zombies will explode, and how the music so naturally swings with the mood of the ep. Excellent score!

As Jake said,“This is messed up, but cute!”

S1E02: Trouble in Lumpy Space

This is the introduction to LSP and to Lumpy Space. Lumpy space is a beautiful if rather barren environment. I do think more could have been done with it in AT, because there are not many episodes that take place in space. One design choice I found SUPER COOL in this ep is the sun has a green halo around it. I can’t actually find the sun again, I even looked on the wiki but there are no images, so it must have appeared for a brief instance. But it looked great!

LSP as a character was always incredibly selfish, but she also has this vibe of being a teenager who dwells far too much on teenager feelings. She NEVER takes anything seriously, unless it’s teen drama. And you can see that in full effect here. I love LSP. I love how much of an asshole she is, yet she has this sort of charm, because she’s so spiteful but in the teenage idiot kind of way rather than in a genuinely malicious way. It’s like she doesn’t understand right and wrong and is driven by pure instinct. And she’s voiced by Pen Ward! His LSP voice is the best.

I love Finn and Jake getting lumpified. There is some great voice acting on behalf of Jeremy Shada to pull this off.

Favourite joke: When Jake talks about how he might get lumpified, and if it happens Finn says he’ll bury him next to the treehouse, but Jake is alarmed and says he just wanted to be accepted, what did Finn think he was going to say? LMAO

Other good one: “We were drawn back by your directionless fury. Here! PCHOO! Get your girl back!” “Yeah there’s no girl.”

Finn in this ep is having some issues communicating. He ends up having an outburst at LSP, even though it wasn’t entirely her fault that the smooth posers took away the orb, it was theirs too. Finn was having a bad day.

I wish Jellybeans Have Power started with PB and SP bouncing on marshmallows like in this episode rather than having tea in her room. That would’ve been a nice callback.

Anyway, Trouble in Lumpy Space is great. These two eps are really good introductions to the series.

S1E03: Prisoners of Love

I love the joke with the snow golem’s cat head. There is an immediate callback to the Pilot, with Finn and Jake having fun in the snow. I always liked how fun these scenes looked, they are very very rare later in the series. There’s even a homage to penguin surfing, but the penguins are surfing on Jake this time. Finn and Jake act like jerks to the Ice King for like no reason. “Do you know what Ice King means?” “A big nerd!” “Oh, holy cow!” *fistbump*

“There’s a big sleepy lava man in our front yard, and he is SO hot.” “Mmmhmm....” “Nonono I take it - I mean, not like SEXY hot--” “No, no you DO mean sexy hot!” “NO! I mean---” Oh Adventure Time. Gay jokes on episode 3, and these would continue throughout the show. But as soon as you imply two of your main girl characters are or were in love, suddenly the network hounds onto you like dogs :/ Rebecca Sugar herself said that it’s much more likely you’ll get gay content in if it’s presented as a joke, or Wrong somehow, like Jake and Ice King getting married later in the season.

“Now now, I brought you a baby! And a PUPPY!” In his twisted way, Ice King thought the princesses would want to have Finn and Jake there. It’s also a good thing Finn and Jake got kidnapped because otherwise they wouldn’t have discovered Ice King locked up a bunch of princesses.

Ice King himself is a fun character already. He’s not shown as doing outright evil stuff to Finn and Jake for the sake of it. He seems heavily misguided, and idiotic, trying in his weird way to make friends. Then again.... “IceKing - let the girls go! They don’t want to be here.” “Of course they do! I’d have killed them already if they didn’t want to be here! Right ladies?” Ice King I’m increasingly certain the only reason you haven’t been dissected on Bubblegum’s lab table is because of your connection to Marceline, but that is some late series lore. As for the early seasons, wtf dude!

The flute song Finn plays in this ep is very similar to the one he plays in Lemonhope part 2. The Lemonhope version is more complete. “You broke it when we tried picking the lock to that sad ogre’s heart!” Oh my god that is such an AT line, you can imagine an entire emotional adventure based on that.

Ice King has a drawing of Bubblegum on his keyboard...

I love how the princesses are clearly quite traumatized by this affair, having been held for weeks, but the most Ice King did was ask them about their favourite sports, while threatening to kill them if they didnt play the keyboard..... it’s like a parody of a twisted serial killer. AT’s dark humor is my favourite.

Finn is a hot headed kid. He knows that the Ice King needs some kind of help but doesn’t know where to start. He knows he’s probably too young to understand. But Jake hasn’t got the patience to help.

Cosmic Owl’s first appearance!!!!!

#adventure time #adventure time reviewed

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lilibetts · 5 years ago

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for Tricks and Treats of Riverdale Theme # whichever freaking one involves spooky shit like possession or whatever.

“So, what are you going to be for Halloween, Jughead?”

It was the question Jughead dreaded the most, especially coming from Betty.

He had just gotten an afterschool job at the Twilight Drive-In and he’d been working as many hours as he possibly could on top of school and babysitting Jellybean to afford costumes for both of them. But then it turned out they were behind on the phone bill, so he spent most of his money to make sure it was paid up through the next month.

“Uh, it’s a surprise. What about you, Betty? Are you going as Nancy Drew again this year?”

She bit her lip and looked down at her shoes. “No, I decided to change things up now that we’re in high school. So I’m going as a medieval princess, kind of like Game of Thrones but not character-specific.”

Jughead was sure her choice had absolutely nothing to do with how last month Archie had announced he was going as a medieval knight. Then their indecisive friend had changed his mind and picked Spider-Man after Veronica Lodge wouldn’t stop waxing poetic about how yummy Tom Holland was.

“Cool. I guess I’ll see you later tonight?”

“You’d better!” Betty chirped, pontytail swishing violently as she skipped away. She didn’t mean that as anything more than her usual staunch commitment to kindness and friendship. And Betty was friendly with virtually everyone. Jughead sighed miserably as he watched her turn off towards her home.

Ah, the pangs of unrequited love.

He had been living with his crush on Betty Cooper for the better part of four months, which was an eternity in the timespan of a fourteen-slash-fifteen year old boy. And he’d keep living with his crush until it granted him mercy and faded. Or he died of old age.

Whichever came first.

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Betty stood before her bed, staring down at the costume she’d bought when she thought she would complement Archie’s own, and felt monumentally stupid. What if Archie hadn’t changed his mind and she showed up in this medieval princess gown? She’d look obvious. Everyone would be snickering behind her back about Betty Cooper and her pathetic crush on Archie Andrews.

There was no way she could do this.

Pulling down the ladder, Betty headed up into the attic and started going through the boxes, looking for something radically different that she could pull together at the last minute. It was in an old trunk of her mom’s that she found it: a black leather jacket. It was the last thing she expected her mom to have ever owned but her curiosity was dashed by the figurative lightbulb going off above her head.

“Yes!”

Back there, on the clothes rack, there’d been...yes, Polly’s Homecoming dress from last year! It was long, just a shade off-white, and perfect.

Crushes made teenage girls do stupid things, that was true, but that only made moments of determined defiance like this all the more sweeter.

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“That...is not a medieval princess.”

Jughead took in her outfit with raised eyebrows.

“Well spotted, Jughead.” She smiled even as she rolled her eyes at him. “For your information I am Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It’s actually perfect because her name is Buffy Anne and Buffy is a variation of Elizabeth and—”

“—and your middle name is Ann.”

“I didn’t think you remembered my middle name, Juggie.”

“Well I do. Not much escapes this steel trap here.” He rapped his knuckles against his forehead. “Interesting prop you have there, Buffy Cooper.”

She held the wooden stake aloft. “I didn’t have a crossbow lying around, but I did find enough in the garage to fashion myself a stake.” Then she looked him up and down. “You do look rather dashing, Sir Juggie.”

She didn’t mention that his costume had been Archie’s first, one of the many acts of charity from the Andrews family. He was mostly grateful that Betty had changed hers, so that he didn’t seem obviously, pathetically in love with her by matching.

They were two years too young for couples costumes.

And y’know...not actually together.

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Betty wasn’t entirely aware of it happening. One moment, she was laughing and crossing the street with Jughead, Archie, and Veronica, surrounded by dozens of other trick-or-treaters, the next she was holding her stake at the ready and keeping a careful eye on the four year-old vampire hissing as he ran at a shrieking fairy.

She managed to fly away and the baby vamp’s mother grabbed ahold of him. “I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD! I VANT! I VANT!” He screeched as he kicked and struggled in vain to free himself.

A woman stood in the middle of the street, hysterically crying as she cradled a giant halved avocado.

Demons, small skeletons, and ghouls of all sorts were running after confused and terrified adults, only for their attacks to be thwarted by a legion of mini superheros. A tiny Captain America with a star-spangled tutu flung her shield at a troll and knocked it out cold.

A bear wearing a blue-and-gold letterman jacket charged down the street and the strange boy crouched next to her...who was apparently Spider-Man...leaped away, slinging webs at the houses as he went. The bear continued to chase him and so Buffy shrugged and turned her attention to the zombies lumbering at a group of scared parents.

No sooner had she slammed one down into the concrete than a dashing knight with a black and gold cape and a sword came to her rescue and dispatched the second zombie. The third found himself floating in the air helplessly while a raven-haired girl with glasses, some kind of private-school uniform, and a purple/black tie pointed a wand at it.

Buffy spun her stake with her fingers and addressed the dark-haired knight wearing, of all things, a gray crown beanie. “Thanks. I’m not usually the damsel type, even if I’m frequently distressed. But if knights in shining armor look like you, then feel free to rescue me anytime.”

“You wouldn’t need to ask, my lady.” The knight bowed low. “If I may ask, what are you called?”

“Me? I’m Buffy Summers.”

“I wouldn’t dare be so familiar. I shall call you Lady Elizabeth.”

Buffy shrugged. “I don’t think anyone’s ever called me a lady, but sure, let’s go with that. And what do they call you, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Delicious?”

“Prince Forsythe Pendleton Jones, the third.”

She whistled. “Sounds like a mouthful.”

He sheathed his sword and gave her a wink and a charming smile. Butterflies erupted in Buffy’s stomach, and for once, it wasn’t monster-related cramps.

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Prince Forsythe could hardly tear his eyes away from the strange woman who looked like a princess and yet fought the droves of warped creatures at his side like a warrior. She was clever and very forward.

“You know,” she said after sending a werewolf flying into some nearby bushes. “It’s kind of a thing around these parts for two warriors to share a kiss after emerging victorious in battle.”

Very forward.

After growing up around the palace and the constraints upon behavior between men and women, Forsythe found Buf- Lady Elizabeth refreshing. “That could be arranged, my lady.”

He tapped the pommel of his sword against the mangled gray skull of...hell, he didn’t have the faintest clue what that being was. But small as it was, it kept growling and trying to eat someone’s pet dog.

The witch with the indecent dress length stuck her finger in the air. “Merlin’s Beard, I’ve got it! I know who the Dark Lord is that’s casted a spell on all of us! You two, hold them off while I duel with Mr. Honey. You! Ginger girl with the candelabra? Keep on running across the lawns, lead the rest of them away!”

Forsythe twisted around and spotted the lady with flowing red locks and an elaborate nightrail, rushing across the green holding a three-pronged candlestick aloft.

Lady Elizabeth turned back to him. “FYI, I better be the only one you’re My Lady-ing, because I’m definitely a one-prince woman.” She executed a peculiar spinning kick that was all lethal grace and a sinister red-horned devil became entangled in an enormous spider’s web.

“Of course!” He shot back, insulted that she would think so low of him. “I’m no scoundrel!”

When Lady Elizabeth smiled at him then, it was as if the dark clouds that always followed him had parted, and there shone the sun.

They dispatched the last of the hostile creatures, with the assistance of other tiny, brightly colored warriors, and one very small princess with no qualms about using her scepter as a hammer.

The battle finished, Forsythe drove his sword into the ground and curled his arms around his Lady Buffy, dipping her backwards in a hard and exuberant kiss.

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Buffy curled her arms around her prince in gray beanie and kissed him back just as enthusiastically. Had she ever had a kiss like this before? Maybe it’d just been so long because of the pressures of being a Slayer. It was hard to have a normal dating life when you had to vanquish the forces of evil every other week, and then pass pop quizzes.

His lips were so soft against hers, and she felt the tingling all the way down to her toes. Betty gasped against Jughead’s lips, her head feeling strangely fuzzy all of the sudden.

She froze.

Jughead’s lips?

Her eyes flew open, only to see equally startled blue ones staring back at her.

They sprang apart, gaping at each other as they tried to make sense of what had just happened. Betty wasn’t sure how to feel about this development—maybe she was still half in love with Archie, but right now she didn’t exactly feel horrified that she’d kissed Jughead Jones and liked it. A lot.

Jughead didn’t look grossed out either.

They were still staring at each other when Veronica came storming out of a yellow craftsman house down the street, fuming. “Honestly, if you’re going to go around calling yourself ‘Mr. Honey’ that’s pretty much a giant advertisement that the one thing that’ll defeat you is summoning a spray of vinegar!”

Archie limped over to them, mask in hand and his costume torn in several spots. An embarrassed Moose Mason, shirtless save for his ripped jeans and letterman jacket, was a few paces behind.

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Jughead was doing his best to not be too hopeful about the shy smiles Betty was shooting his way even as they were joined by their friends. Even Cheryl, who glared at them as she stomped past.

“Oh, Bettykins,” Veronica murmured, hugging her best friend. “I’ll never make fun of you and your love of sleuthing ever again.”

“Vindication!” Betty playfully hissed out.

Archie groaned. “I don’t know about you guys, but I think I’ve had enough of tricks. Let’s go back to mine and treat ourselves to more greasy pizza and fizzy pop.”

Everyone else readily agreed and they started the trek back to the Andrewses. Jughead fished his cell phone out of his pocket and called his mom to check in on her and Jellybean. Both were fine, but his mom was exhausted from chasing ‘Jelly-cat’ all over the Southside.

One block away from Elm street, Betty dropped behind the other three and linked arms with him. Something fluttered in his chest when she grinned over at him.

“So, Prince Forsythe, any regrets about your choice of costume?”

“You know, all things considered, I have to say none at all, Lady Buffy. And you?”

“I don’t know, I have a feeling I’d still have kicked ass as Princess Elizabeth of House Cooper,” she mused.

“No question about it. Shall we, my badass lady? I’ll share a cheese pizza with you.”

“Have more romantic words ever been spoken?” Betty giggled, her arm tightening in his. “Lead on, my brave prince.”

All in all, it wasn’t that bad of a Halloween. Everyone was mad at the Daeneryses who had ordered their tiny dragons to burn a bunch of the candy (and some houses). The mayor blamed the incident on hallucinogenic drugs being leaked into the water system. Veronica did not handle the lack of recognition for her efforts well. Archie and Moose winced whenever the word ‘bear’ were so much as mentioned.

And Betty? Starting the following Monday at school, she started waiting at the corner of Dillon and Main for him, so they could walk the rest of the way together.

Maybe hope wasn’t just for fools after all, even ones named Jughead Jones.

#bughead fanfiction #bughead #riverdaleevents #avarosier writes

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blueandgoldoffice · 6 years ago

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Can you recommend your favorite long completed fics? Besides the work by lazydaizy. (I’ve read all of her fics already)

We do have a tag for that - you could check that one out.

( long fics )

There is also a super easy way to search the archive for finished fics - that have large word counts. Here is a link to the filtered search

Also - here are a few other long and completed fics - there are several by the same author here. I generally try to make varied lists - but it’s been a while since I rec’d these and I make no apologies. Thanks! Happy Reading! ❤ Jandy

Playlist Amour by @1sleepydormouse (50/50 - T)

Summary: Betty slowly begins to realize that there are only so many times one can have their heart broken before there are too many pieces to pick up alone. Jughead begins to understand that a constant supply of food isn’t the only thing he needs in his life.

Note: If you haven’t read this one, you need to stop what you’re doing and do it now. It’s what I like to think of as Bughead Required Reading. Comicsverse. Perfection. I promise. Perfect.

i can’t fall in love without you by @thetaoofbetty (25/25 - M)

Summary: “Jesus, Arch, girls aren’t actually Pokemon, you don’t have to collect them all,” Jughead tells Archie as he’s distracted by yet another completely ordinary but objectively attractive female walking by.“Did you just out yourself as a nerd even more?” Archie asks, still looking at the back end of the girl he was watching.“First of all, nerd is term meant to subjugate people with interests considered to be lesser by the people that find them intimidating. And also, I’ll have you know, Jellybean was the one who was into it.”

The Missing and Extended Moments by @litladyloveshp (60/60 - T)

Summary: Starting before the beginning of the series. Looking over crucial moments in the friendship between Archie and Jughead (in the first couple chapters) and the romantic relationship between Betty and Jughead. Shifts between Jughead and Betty POV.

heart rise above by @onceuponamirror (20/20 - M)

Summary: It wasn’t an experiment with freedom borne of some Americana fantasy; rather, a road trip of purely logistical intentions. The plan was simple. Drive from Boston to Chicago for his sister’s college graduation. That’s it. Or, he drives a Ford Pickup Named Desire.

Wicked by @writeradamanteve (24/24 - E)

Summary: Her name was Betty Cooper and she was Wicked. Not wicked: evil. Or even wicked: cool. When witches called other witches Wicked, it was said in hushed tones and wary glances. It was said with respect and often in fear. Wicked witches were hated and envied, sometimes coveted, sometimes revered. Not all witches were Wicked, but all Wicked were witches, and they were powerful. Covens wanted them, Slayers killed them.His name was Jughead Jones. And he was a Slayer.

Sweetwater Boundary: A Riverdale Western by @forasecondtherewedwon (15/15 - E)

Summary: Hear me out. Jughead Jones and Archibald Andrews both care for Elizabeth Cooper. Late 1800s Riverdale ain’t big enough for the both of them. My story reinterprets the characters and certain plot points of season 1 in the style of a literary Western. Pairings: Jughead*Betty, Archie*Cheryl, Veronica*F.P., & Kevin*Joaquin. Also featuring assorted Coopers, Andrews, Blossoms, & Lodges.

Teenage Talk by darlingdearestdead (13/13 - T)

Summary: At Riverdale High’s ten year reunion, Betty and Jughead are thrust together when a former classmate turns up dead. Future Fic. Au – Betty and Jughead never dated.

Scars by @itsindiansummer13 (20/20 - T)

Summary: When rising photographer Jughead Jones scores a photo shoot with model-of-the-moment Betty Cooper, he expects to use it, simply, to help his career take off. What he doesn’t expect, is to be so enraptured with her beauty.Or for the single shoot to turn into a series of stunning portraits,Or to witness the marks on her palms grow into burns across her skin..What he doesn’t expect either, is to be her salvation.

Drive by @writeradamanteve (20/20 - M)

Summary College AU. When Betty escapes into the Blossom private library during a party, she meets tall, dark, and broody Jughead Jones. She projects a typical neurotic college student persona, but Jughead doesn’t buy it. He knew in his bones that there was more to her than meets the eye.When they share each other’s secrets, it’s electric and they have no idea where it’s going to take them.

Be Lonely With Me by @bughead-is-riverdale (20/20 - M)

Summary: A young single mother and a successful author meet at a creative writing class in New York. Betty is trying to get the education that she had to sacrifice to bring up her daughter and Jughead has run out of inspiration for his new novel. Can they help each other?

bring the sin by @sopaloma (7/7 - M)

Summary: three decades. seven people. seven sins.

Harvest to Home by @writeradamanteve (13/13 - E)

Summary: He had not expected Betty Cooper to look the way she did. When he booked this Bed & Breakfast as his writing getaway, he had been told that it was a quiet, out of the way place, with an accommodating owner/hostess who cooked divine spreads, offered great conversation, and made her guests feel right at home.He had been expecting a more matronly figure, gray haired perhaps, stately, maybe, the way those baby boomer, Hampton-living, ladies carried themselves. She had, after all, been described by his editor as a cross between Martha Stewart, Ina Garten, and Ree Drummond of Pioneer Woman fame. None of those ladies were leggy, in their twenties, smelled like sweet lilacs, and was gorgeous as hell. And none of them had that long blonde hair…

#bughead #genre: au #genre: future #genre: canon divergence #genre: canon compliant #genre: comics #jughead: demisexual #betty: mechanic #jughead: writer #betty: model #jughead: photographer #genre: college #betty: farmer #genre: supernatural #genre: western #bughead fanfiction #long fic

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balletclownjester · 28 days ago

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Kassie and Family Clown Transformation

A young teenage girl named Kassie lived in a quaint town in the State of New York. Kassie has light brown hair and freckles. She is on the swimming team in hopes of winning a championship. When she was a little girl she always dressed up as a clown and had circus shows with her stuffed animals as in audience. Now, she is in high school. Her family faced financial struggles, living in a run-down house, and struggling to make ends meet. Despite their hardships, Kassie remained hopeful and dreamed of a better life for her family.

A little further away, there was a circus.

“What brings you here?” Kassie replies, “Well, I love clowns. They always made me happy as a little girl, Hahaha.” Krazy says, “Now, tell us why you're here” “Well, I am sad.” A clown named Jellybean asks, “Why?” “Kassie explained to the clowns that she and her family face financial hardships.

Kassie considers the possibility of a clown boyfriend and girlfriend. Jelly then kisses her. Kassie chuckles. Kassie is then told they can finish her education here at the circus.

SPLATT!!!

From a distance, Kaptain Krazy threw a magic cream pie into Kassie's face as the clowns burst into laughter. Kassie takes off the pie, leaving a ton of white on her face.

After a long laugh, she sees from a mirror's distance a red circle around her nose. “Is this red spot supposed to look like paint?” Then, the dot spreads across the surface as it starts growing. Making a CIIT sound, it grows into a round clown nose. “Oh my gosh, this is a dream come true.” “Someone then shouts, “Without trying, lightly press your nose.” She goes along with his advice when “Honk, Honk.” “Oh my gosh, this is incredible.” As she continues to press her new bulbous clown nose. “I'm becoming a silly clown.”

Kassie walks to see a reflection of herself. Her mouth drops as her hair shrinks back shorter and shorter until it completely retracts her head and starts curling and producing afro clumps. Her hair gets curled and grows into clown afro.Kassie gasps with a big smile. “I'm a clown now!!!”

She pours it out. It just so happens to be a black sleeveless dungaree mime jumpsuit, where you put your arms through and wear a random shirt underneath. They are like Bibbers, which are marching band uniforms. The suit covers up all the way to where the u part barely touches underneath the chest like a one-piece bathing suit. It would be tight on her whole body on down to the ankles. Kassie thought, in her mind, that this was the outfit for her. She asks everyone to leave.

Looking around, she dons some clown cuffs around her wrists and pulls a puffy collar over her head and around her neck. She could not wear her current shoes, so she grabbed oversized clown shoes by the costumes. After adjusting her collar and cuffs one final time, Kassie stood before the mirror, fully dressed in her clown attire. The combination of the striped shirt and mime suit created a harmonious and captivating look, reflecting her new identity as a circus clown.