Isagi Clown Novels & Stories

“Shall I now teach you about being an evaluator?” I considered refusing but nodded anyway. “You’re good.” He smiled smugly. “I know.” I pressed down a smile before it could fully form and looked back at the arena. Isagi was an arrogant bastard, just like Xlynor. They shared quite a few traits, but Isagi was… mannered and nicer. Not as much of an asshole, but still a problem. Definitely a problem.

“What?” She lifted one of the bags and shook it in front of me like a prize. “My guy spoiled me! Clothes, jewelry, even a pair of heels. He said I deserved it.” I swallowed, my throat dry. “Wow. That’s… generous. You must really mean a lot to him.” Clara grinned like a cat. “Oh, I do. He’s dead for me, Isa. Absolutely dead.” I forced a smile, though unease coiled in my chest. “So, who is this mystery man? You’ve never even told me his name. Can I at least see a picture?”

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.”

Otherwise i have to listen to many questions i don’t even know the answer of. “Shut up, you freaking like someone?” She asks again. I nod my head. “Oh my gosh I think I know who it is!” she says excitedly. “Its Toby isn’t it.?” “Toby Arnold, the guy who ate chalk in 6th grade.. The guy who licks his fingers when no one is looking. The one who confessed he liked me in front of my class by standing on the teachers table saying ‘I like ju Shummer’ Because he has huge braces on?” I ask. She nods.”No! shit, hes gross as hell. Even grosser than me.”

“Simple. You look like her.” “Her?” questioned Agatha. The clown nodded with her smile still lingering on her pale and pasty face. “She’s my everything.” Agatha’s eyebrows knitted tightly. “Juniper?” she questioned. Then she gasped. “Where is she? The clown jumped up and down and waved her hand at Agatha. “No, silly. Not her. I don’t want anything to do with her… at least not anymore.” “Then who are you referring to.” “Silly child. The one before you.”