Laugh Joker Novels & Stories

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

"Well since you are so genius and you've figured that I want to be left alone then why are you bothering me?" "Let's say, I don't like to see sad faces especially if that face is this beautiful." He winked again. "God... get your eyes checked. And you are what a clown who can't stand sad faces?" "I am not, but... I can be that for you." He said and dipped his index finger in a ketchup bowl and painted it on his nose as he started making weird faces. "Hello beautiful, my name is Mr. Laughter and I make people laugh." He said it in a childish tone.

His gaze returned to me, disappointment clear and heavy. “I’ll make her apologize.” I lay sprawled on the cold deck, my body barely responding to my own will. Small stones scraped against my skin, one skidding dangerously close to my eye. Around us, people moved quickly—around her instead. “It’s okay, don’t cry.” “We all know you didn’t mean anything by it.” “She’s clearly overreacting.” “Adrian, seriously, how did you even put up with this?” Someone let out an awkward laugh. “She really knows how to turn nothing into a spectacle.”

Finally, he made me stand on my feet and was chuckling hard at my bad condition. I glared at him but he kept laughing. "You know," He laughed then again continued controlling his laughter, "You acted like a kid of 3." He was laughing like a clown. My glaring failed in front of his laugh and my angry face gave him a fake smile with lip closed vibrative laugh but a little bit. I can't be a loser. "Hm... Continue with your laughter fit and I'm going to sleep." I said and fled to dadi ji's room as it was my stay place whenever I am here. Then shut the door in his face as he was after me.

She leaned over, keeping her eyes on him. “Did he just put himself in time out?” She asked, raising a brow at the other man. “Uh… I think so…” Kane said, frowning… “Uh, Joker?” “Hmmm?” He asked, keeping his face towards the wall. “Whatcha doing buddy?” Kane asked, a little confused. “I’m in time out….” Joker mumbled. “Why?” Kane asked, truly confused. “My sister lectured me recently about the things that I say… She says that I’m an insensitive, mansplaining douchebag, with the undeserved ego the size of Texas….”

I could literally die if I fuck up more than I’ve been doing…but, I can’t tell him that. “I’m here, okay? No matter what, you have me.” He looks me right in the eye, assuring me tenderly with a smile this time. “But damn, you really do look like shit right now, and when was the last time you used deodorant?” His unconventional joke in my time of sadness makes me break into laughter. It wasn’t funny but it was whatever it was and it makes me laugh. I just needed to laugh. It rolls out of me effortlessly, like everything was with Adam. While I choke on my saliva, he watches me, amused for the duration of my chuckling.

The man placed his hand on the Joker's shoulder and squeezed it, "My girlfriend causing you some trouble?" The joker just stared at the tall, dark-haired man in a bomber jacket. The two men were of the same height, the darker-haired one was a few inches taller than the Joker. He wore a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt and ripped blue jeans. His face was painted in a skull. He grinned at the Joker. "She's a handful when she's drunk, sorry if she put her hands on you by mistake."

His jaws were sharper than before and now there was a dominating, powerful, intimidating or authoritative aura around him. He walked to the place where everyone was sitting and his gaze moved on his family who were looking at him with shocked expression and tears in their eyes except Digvijay. He was not surprised to see them like this as he was expecting the same thing from them. Lots of emotions were flowing inside him as he was meeting his family after nine years. Freaking 9 years long wait like century passed “JOKER” his voice came out as hoarse and raspy as overwhelming emotions choking him and very next moment he stumbled at his feet as he hit by a force on his chest.

"Who else is working for Vihadar Lorriel? Talk to me." The man was silent for a moment. Then he started laughing. It was a genuine laugh, full and unhinged, the laugh of someone who had decided they had nothing left to protect. Dimitri watched him laugh. Then he laughed too, a short quiet sound that was nothing like actual amusement. "You think this is funny," Dimitri said, his voice almost gentle. The man kept laughing. "I think," Dimitri said, "you should continue that laughter in hell." He pulled the trigger.

I just smile at him rolling my eyes while wandering around scanning the rails of various costumes. After about ten minutes of aimlessly hunting Landon appeared before me with a satisfied grin upon his face, looking at me while holding his hands behind his back. "What?" I ask curiously "Ok so don't hit me.. but I think I may have found the perfect costumes" he grins wider sounding hopeful and a little nervous "Costumes?" I raise a brow at him He shuffles uncomfortably on the spot before pulling out two costumes from behind his back. The joker and Harley Quinn, couples costumes!