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CLOWN

Tác giả: Edel_Elensi
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The world will be a sad, sad place without a bit of humor in it, a dreary place without a bit of thriller and action. And even worse than this, absolutely unexciting without gods to tease, demons to taunt and monsters to tame. From a long line of strange, from a clan unwilling to conform with the generic rules of the world, sprouts a seedling of beautiful chaos with a knack for pranks, taunts and bone to never let go of a grudge. To all lay a path, to a fated destiny, and of all the myriad paths to choose from, he chose to become the Lord of Jesters, to bring about a happy ruin, to put a smile on the faces of those he holds dear and the opposite on the face of those who dare go against him. The world is not ready for him, yet they must deal with him best they can, beware the path of the CLOWN.

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Chapter 11

"Son, are you sick?", Dad asked for the umpteenth time and like always I replied, "yes dad, am fine I swear, just let me go", I was begging now, I knew it won't help much but I had to go, my body and mind was itching with an intensity so great it was ripping me apart, this itch could only be settled with me going on endless pranks and making everyone in town dread me with love. Yes, that part may not make much sense but,

"Son, have you been traumatized by anything? Tell father, father can help you", of course he just had to stop me half way through my thoughts,I had no choice, I had to answer and this time I would escape by all means, I couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm! Fine! Mom!! Daddy's acting strangely again, save me!", he disappeared in a poof of smoke, in his place was white smoke with the scent of apples, I always wondered how he does it and why his smoke was different from well, smoke. His reply always has been that someday I was going to know.

Still, I couldn't help but kick myself a little, I had my fair and gorgeous mum as a shield and weapon against this strange quirk of father but I always forget to employ her services till I was close to breaking down, infact, it always seemed as though that particular thought was wiped out of my mind till I was in dire need, it was strange but in the Elen family, everything was strange. We are and always have been different from others, I increased and re-wrote what strange truly meant during the months mom had been pregnant with me.

While smiling in satisfaction that I had finally gotten rid of the one thing that stood in my way of vengeance against Mrs Vlaire's dog, my feet begun making their way to her house taking my body with it, the mind and body crippling event that just occurred between me and Dad already tossed to the deepest reaches of my mind, nothing was going to get in the way of my revenge, I Edel Elen has and will always be a petty child.

Stepping on her porch with my hand poised to knock on her door, it was yanked open before it could receive my blessings and the lady of the house glared down at me. A widow she may be but everyone said she was pretty, I totally disagreed with them simply because she always had a frown whenever I came to say hello.

"What do you want child? I have told you time and again not to come here, what do you want?!" her tone was slightly elevated showing how much she didn't want me on her property but I was not to be deterred from my goal of vengeance, so I put on my cookie winning smile and said with the cutest voice I could muster for a 10 year old kid, "good afternoon Mrs Vlaire, how do you do?"

"Get off my property kid, how many times must I tell you, I don't like you so leave me be", "Mrs Vlaire, are you hungry? I have a cookie, also, I'd love to say hello to Paw if it's no trouble. Can I come in?", she seemed ready to slam the door close and leave me outside and to the mercies of the merciless sun but she just huffs and ushers me in grudgingly while snatching my cookie right out of my little clenched fist, tch, she's a witch and someday I was going to prove it and never again will I have to lose a cookie.

Stepping into her cozy home I was greeted with the sight of Paw laying down a few steps away from the door, seemingly so satisfied and conceited as though everything was right with the world, "bad dog, running away when I wish to play with you, eating my cookie when I give it to you, and worse, slobbering all over my face, ok that I don't mind, but you ate my cookie, forty-five cookies, how dare you eat so much of my cookies, can't you turn them down and tell me to have it all to myself? You just had to eat my cookies". Unaware that I had stopped walking behind Mrs Vlaire and was glaring with pure childish and righteous rage at her dog while muttering in a tone that only I could hear, Paw must have felt it little life was in danger and was looking at me warily, Mrs Vlaire just stared at me as I kept muttering unhappily while munching on a cookie I pulled out of my pocket.

"All right cut out, I won't have you acting possessed in my house, you probably are anyway", the last sentence was thankfully said in a tone so low I couldn't hear it, lucky me, I doubt my little heart would have handled such revelation calmly and logically, it most certainly would have given out thus spelling my early demise from this beautiful world of Rhe-at. She led me to her backyard through a series of doors my mind didn't pay attention to simply thinking up a harmless scheme to teach Paw to reject my cookie nicely when next I shared with him.

She left me to my devices and went to tend to her flowers in the greenhouse on the far left of the backyard, I put my plan in action immediately, "Paw!", my voice rang out and seconds later a brown furred dog appeared, it was always this fast and huge too with it's head reaching my chest, I only loved this dog because I could ride it.

"Want a cookie?" I asked with an innocent smile, obviously not so innocent in it eyes though as it stared at me for awhile before slobbering me, must have been my glare earlier but that was in the past, the present is the cookie in my pocket which I pretended to feed it with my left hand just to smack it sensitive nose with my little right palm "smack". It jumped back in shock, this had never happened before, the confusion on it face was exceedingly evident.

"Woof?", "yes Paw, you have to learn to not receive my cookie, am teaching you, alright alright, take the cookie" with my innocent smile still very present on my face I stretched my left hand which had the cookie towards him again inviting him to take it, he eyed me with extreme suspicion but still stepped forward to receive my cookie with his tongue outstretched and his eyes on me. "Bad dog, bad dog, eyes on the cookie and not on me", I took back the cookie white chastising him, no way was I going to let him know the plans I had for him, his nose ought to be sore by the time I was done with him.

"Alright Paw, here you go", he obeyed this time with his eyes on the cookie, tongue drooling in anticipation of mum's specially made slice of heavens goodness, "smack!". With a smile so bright I invited him to take a bite of my cookie again, hoho, I had a pocket full of heaven's delicacy and he wasn't going to have a taste of it today, my smile widened even further unbeknownst to me, my eyes widened as well morphing my face to a look no child should have and in the distance Mrs Vlaire watched silently.

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