short-of-a-circus:
dwn64handsomeguy:
The water botâs eyes lit up. âReally~? Gimmie an hour or so, Iâll cook up something great, just you watch!â And he knew the exact person to help, if he would, why wouldnât he? They were practically brothers now.
âClown~~â Aqua called out in a sing-song tune while going retrieve the much shorter robot.
âá´´áľĘ°..?â After a pause, thereâs a shuffling sound somewhereâ almost as if from the rafters or lofts, until suddenly heâs dismounted in a graceful arch from up above. Thereâs a quick twist mid-descent, and he sticks the landing as if per-routine. â⌠I really hope that was my name I heard, because getting back up thereâs a lot harder than coming down.â He looks past Aqua and up to Gemini, sizing him up a moment. â.. Wait, arenât you one of the older numbers? Because I donât think weâve officially met! Iâm Clown Man. Putâer there.â He leans back, and confidently extends his hand to Gemini.
âDonât talk about me like Iâm some crusty old bot.â Gemini just glared at Clownâs outstretched hand like it was dirt, seeming as though he wouldâve wrinkled his nose if heâd had one. Oh boy, this guy was another 8th gen, wasnât he. That... interesting line comprised of a two-headed idiot, half a robot, a clown and whatever other ridiculous idea Wily was scraping the bottom of the barrel for that day. Still, if it was amusements Aqua wanted, he guessed heâd be fit for the job.
âAqua wants your help.â He crossed his arms, indicating the water âbot with a brief jerk of his head. âA carnival or something. Iâll let you two discuss the logistics of it all.â
















