Novel & Cerita Corky The Clown

The clown bounced with every step as if he had springs attached to his feet. Ryker happened to be walking past. The clown immediately intercepted him. Without a word, he held out a flower. Ryker frowned immediately. The clown wiggled the flower closer. Curiosity got the better of him. He leaned forward and sniffed. Water exploded from the flower directly into his face. Not a small squirt. Not a harmless splash. A full-on soaking. Ryker stumbled backward while dripping from head to toe. The clown immediately clapped his hands together proudly. I nearly collapsed laughing. “This can’t be real,” I managed.

And of course, I am one of the godmothers. After buying gifts for him, my tummy growl. I headed to one of the famous fast foods. I don’t like to eat a social class restaurant now. I am busy digging my food when my eyes reached two people. They are holding each other hand and smiling. It was Kurt and Dessery the clown. Her make up is so thick, just like her face. I irritatingly look back at my food. Maybe I should really try the quote in the café earlier. Let go of the pass and be happy. I really need to do that.

[Cordelia] Clark knocked on the door of our studio the next morning, a tray of coffee in his right hand, a bag of donuts in his left, and a huge, goofy smile across his face. “Good Morning, Cordy,” he chirps. “Ready to start your day?” Apparently, he is one of those annoying morning people. “Why are you here?” I groan, ignoring his laughter as he follows me inside.

Connor narrowed his eyes. It has been three years since Connor and I had been married. I was seven months pregnant, so we were trying to set up our baby's room. Connor put me in charge of the decoration, and now he is regretting his decision. "First of all, this is not a killer clown. He is Bobo the friendly neighborhood clown," I said irritably. "He is Bobo the creepy fuck, is what he is," he announced. "Connor!" Connor shifted uncomfortably. "Look, I've never told you this but, I'm afraid of clowns."

Don't I look pathetic? A tissue appeared right in front of me. I was silent for a few moments. The tissue owner is none other than someone wearing a clown costume. The clown face is wearing a colorful mask with a round nose. I chuckled as the clown danced while rubbing his bloated belly, maybe the size of his belly is the same size as 2 basketball. "Take this tissue from this handsome clown. You don't have to worry, I'm not a bad person." The clown wrote on the small blackboard he was carrying.

I motioned to move on to Feryt but then Clord took over the situation. “Hi. I’m Clord Ambrose Wilmington and I think you’re a very beautiful specimen.” He started to say. Feryt and I turned to look at each other. “It’s nice to meet you.” Clord said and stretched his hand to Anika for which she hesitantly took. They shook hands during which Clord smiled like a clown before pulling away and staring erect. I don’t think he realized how stupid he looked right now. “So, I’m Clord and I’m the Fists of this team.” He started another line now, evidently a lie to impress Anika. “You can call me whenever—”

I reached into my pocket to pull out some more money to make up for the trouble of coming here. “You always like to throw money around?” The clown asked in a familiar voice that had me cock my head to the side. “Rick?” I asked, studying the clown to see if I was right. He took off the wig and red nose he was wearing, then flashed me a smile. “Had I known I would be ignored over a puppy, I would have not bothered to dress up and make a fool of myself.” “If I didn’t know better, I would guess you were trying to move in on my family.” I chuckled as I shook my head at him.

Cardin I requested for Lucy but this clown showed up instead of her, and that alone irked me up "what the fuck are you doing? I don't remember requesting for your services" "Sorry sir, but you see, Lucy can't climb the stairs so I offered to bring it myself" Can't climb the stairs? Is she still in pains? I turned to the guy who is fumbling with the shot glass "what is your name?" "Jasper sir" "So Jasper, how did you know she couldn't climb the stairs?"

She frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did you capture us?” Clown smiled and said, “Because I am your future husband! Oh, let me introduce myself, my name is Quincy Zoppins, my alias is Clown.”

Oh, a crazy clown? "You bastard! how dare you call me a clown? A crazy one!" I said. "why? Ain’t you crazy?" He said and I threw a pillow at him and he dodged…..let’s act then. "Ahhh….aaahhh….Leon…my Tommy hurts….aaahhh." He ran down to me…. . . . ......