Joker Why So Serious Novels & Stories

His face returned to that cold, unreadable mask, his eyes locking onto mine with unrelenting intensity. "I'm dead serious." The air in the room shifted, thickening, pressing against my lungs. I stopped laughing, and my pulse stuttered. As I stared at him, searching for any hint that he was messing with me, I found nothing but stone-cold seriousness. A chill ran down my spine again and I suddenly regretted ever finding myself attracted to this maniac. "Lucian," I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper. "That’s not funny." He didn’t blink. "It’s not a joke."

The response came back, a bit shocked then laughter came right after like this was some joke. “I don’t sound like I’m joking, am I?” Can they just cut the jokes off, there’s nothing funny about this and in fact I was damn too sensitive right now and anything could easily piss me off. Why did I even allow that dude to get to me so badly even when he was just my employee. A bloody damn dude that was on my payroll and had freaking guts to say rubbish to my face. “You don't actually, you sound very serious right now.” The voice rearranged, getting my mood right.

No jokes. “I’m sorry,” he said immediately. I folded my arms. “I’m serious,” he said quickly. “I shouldn’t have joked. I shouldn’t have said any of that.” “Then why did you?” I shot back. He dragged a hand through his hair, frustration written all over his face. “Because I didn’t know what else to do.” I scoffed. “That’s not an excuse.” “I know,” he said. “But it’s the truth.” I shook my head, stepping back. “You don’t get to turn something that mattered—to me—into a punchline.”

he said confidently. “Okay we shall see about that” I said. “You know why I like you?” he asked and pointing at me. “No I don’t, make me know” I replied. “Because you like joking” he said. “Oh really, so you think I am joking?” I said. “Of course you are because I can tell from your face” he said and began to laugh that we all joined him. “Even if I laugh I am dead serious about it” I said. “Get lost, just continue doing your thing” he said.​

They look crazed and drugged as they remove helmets. "Alpha Sebastian your bigger in person",A man speaks up looking me over. "Who are you?",,I growl out. "I'm president of the Joker Wolf club. Name is Joker",I hold in my laugh. "Seriously?",he growls. "I'm dead serious and the little fucker behind you didn't take me seriously so I killed his pup",Howl raced forward and I had issues controlling him. "You killed an innocent pup ,because?",he sighed dramatically as I felt Howl pacing right at the surface he wanted out to kill. We never make innocent pups suffer for the mistakes of adults.

I shook my head. “Good,” he said simply. It was strange seeing Romeo this serious. He is always the playful one, always joking and goofing around. It was strange seeing Romeo this serious. He was always the playful one, the joker of the group. Seeing him like this almost made me uneasy.

I had been lowering my head to avoid Soren's gaze, but he tried to meet me exactly by looking down at me. I couldn't avoid him. I feigned calmness and decided to play the fool. "I was just telling a joke, man. Why so serious?" "But I wasn't joking. This is why you've been revoked the right to joke about it. Equivalent exchange," he replied patiently, as though he hadn't just said the most absurd thing. "It's your turn to introduce yourself now."

“What? Are you kidding me?” “I wish I was,” he replies in all seriousness. “You know, you’re really an ass for coming up with something like this,” I retort, my anger driving me to my feet. I point at the door. “Just leave, alright? I’ll forget you ever came up with this stupid joke. Congratulations, you win.” “I’m not joking about anything,” he says calmly. “I’m being very serious about this. You’re not a Morelli. You’re not even Italian.”

I literally had things to do with myself. "Stop with the joke. I don't have time for this." I rebuked his talk immediately. He made a serious face. "But I'm not joking. I'm being serious right now. I have my reasons for it. Listen to me first. Please." He uttered. And, I could tell from his facial expression that he was dead serious. But if that was the case, he was obviously crazy. Live with him? Leave my family? What was he even saying?

It was just a small laugh that slipped out before I could stop it. “You’re serious?” “Yes.” I shook my head, still smiling. “That’s actually funny.” “It’s not a joke.” That made it worse. I tried to stop laughing. I really did. I pressed my lips together and looked away for a second, but something about the way he said it , so calm, so sure, like he’d just stated the weather made it impossible. “I don’t understand why you’re laughing,” he said, watching me now with that serious look that wasn’t helping at all.