Announcer: Boys and girls, give it up for Big Butt the Clown! (audience cheers)
Verosika: See ya later kids. (takes a bow and loud ripping sound is heard) Oops! And with a new out fit too.
Audience: Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Veroskia: So long! Hope to see you all real soon! Ha ha ha (curtain closes) ha ha- in the f**ken obituaries maybe. Ugh. Little brats. F**k! My body was not meant for this. (sits down on the bench with a loud THUDD) Oof! Thats better!
Blitzo: "Good Lord! HELLQUAKE!" Oh wait your just sitting down. False alarm.
Verosika: Are you going to make that joke after every show?
Blitzo: Until I can find an invisible whoopee cushion. Oh wait? Never mind. Ha ha! Get it?
Verosika: I get you are talentless idiot that they dressed in clown makeup.
Blitzo: Are going to say that every time I tell a joke?
Verosika: You're going to hear that from everybody after you tell a joke.
Blitzo: Not true. Usually I get tomatoes, eggs and ice cream cones thrown at me. That reminds me, (pulls out a bucket of said food items) I have your lunch right here sweet V.
Verosika: Really? More throwing scraps shit?
Blitzo: Hey, take it or I can leave it here, walk away and you'll eat it when you think nobodies looking.
Verosika: Fine. Better then that slop they feed us here anyway.
Blitzo: That a girl. Hey, look at this way. If I suddenly got good, you'd starve, right?
Verosika: No worries there, thats for sure.
Blitzo: What is with you today? You're usually not this bitchy until the four o'clock show when they let the kids use your a** as a trampoline.
Verosika: I'm sick and tired of this Blitzo. I'm sick and tired of this stupid, crappy circus job! I hate putting this leotard on everyday.
Blitzo: You and two other guys.
Verosika: I hate putting on this shitty clown makeup and nose!
Blitzo: That would be the thirds guys job.
Verosika: I hate being laughed at by a bunch of sneering brats, who poke my flab to see if it's real.
Blitzo: There are plenty of adults who would pay to do that. For different reasons.
Verosika: I hate being introduced as "THE MEGATON OF FUN"!
Blitzo: Exaggerations! Its more like half-a-ton.
Veroskia: I hate having to do all these humiliating gags. Stuff like falling down on my butt.
Blitzo: Well the clown name says it all.
Verosika: Juggle things they toss at me. Like, cactus, torches and watermelons!
Blitzo: Juggling your own melons around is already a task.
Verosika: Having them roll around on a ball and ME as the actual BALL!
Blitzo: You are literal in the best shape for it.
YOU ARE READING
Helluvafeeding
FanfictionA jumble of story's I made cause why not and I'm a pervet :p
