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Harled rather liked this style, he felt very elegant in Oswald’s colors. He did a little twirl so the other could get a good look at his outfit. The other’s comment made him giggle and he went over to the makeup table so Oswald could paint him up all pretty. “Nothing can beat the original beauty~” He smiled and grabbed a palette that had alot of shades of purple as well as the white foundation that all the clowns used and a cup of different brushes and sponges to create different designs.

“You can do me up however you want~ I think there’s some colored hair gel too or I can go through the wigs once you’re done with my face.” The jester said with excitement. He was very eager to have someone help him with his makeup, usually having to do it himself. This was a very nice treat.

Oswald smiled softly looking over the other after all he rather liked this version of Harled, dressed up and allowing clothes to display his physical beauty. He’d never been one to fall for a typical type of person, he’d loved Edward at one point but he loved him for his devious mind and the sheer fact he’d cared for him. “All that flattery surely you should save some for the performance” He teased the other looking over the tools placed before him to work.

“Purple?” Harls paused in his search and glanced over to Oswald. “Not my usual style, but since you’re a VIP guest it is my duty to make sure you’re entertained~” He put what he grabbed back and found a corset of a deep royal purple and a satin off-white shirt with puffy sleeves to wear under it. Black and white checkered leggings and a lighter purple ballerina-like lace skirt.

The jester proceeded to undress before Oswald and put on the articles of clothing he picked out. “My role tonight is a comedic one with the clowns along with helping the magician since his usual assistant hurt herself this morning.” He explained as he fixed the ruffled collar of his puffy shirt and put on a sparkly purple bowtie to match the corset. “Now I sort of look like a penguin, hehe~”

Oswald smiled softly he did love his signature color there was no denying that it’s something that has always appealed to him, and the thought of Harled wearing it made him almost happy. “No, but I have a feeling you’ll look radiant in it, such I am a VIP guest as you’ve put it I can’t wait to see my dream be a reality”

He stepped closer and hooked his arm with Oswald’s so he could bring his guest to the very back of the big tent where most of the cast got ready, the main acts all had their own tents or carts and the rest got ready here. There were lots of costumes on racks or in wardrobe chests and a few different makeup vanities that were shared. “You always have your hair and eye makeup so perfect when you go out, I’m sure I’ll look the best I’ve ever been with your expertise~” Harls said with a giggle in excitement.

The blond stepped over to one of the chests of clothing and began digging through it for the red, black and white clothing to put together his jester look. “What would you like to see me in tonight?~”

Oswald some softly allowing the other to grab his arm and drag him towards the big tend, of course, it was a flurry of activity since they ended the tent but his eyes tended to stay firmly on Harled’s body. “Well, what can I say I’m a man of simple pleasures, being the best dressed in a room is a requirement. You don’t look too bad now, but I know it’s not the type of makeup you’d used for your act” he mused rolling his eyes at the other’s excitement though the smile on his face never left.

Harled was shocked to see Oswald here, he honestly didn’t think that the other would show up. He figured Penguin just said that to be nice without directly turning him down. “Uh, no. I was actually headed to the dressing room to get ready.” The jester said and got an idea that gave him a big smile. “Want to come back and help with my hair and makeup?”

Harled nearly choked on his food when the other made the comment about being in love. Obviously Penguin meant the food but it took the blond a second to process that.

“Y-yes, sorry, got a chunk stuck… I’m okay…” He said and gulped down the rest of his drink. That was enough for one sitting. Harls leaned back in his chair to watch Oswald finish eating before they went back to their fort to watch the next movie. “She made this all the time? I’m surprised you aren’t more round.” He joked with a giggle.

“Are you having a good time, Oswald?”

Oswald smirked slightly at the other for a moment chuckling at his reaction, he’d been talking about the food but he also knew of the clown's feelings for him.

“I’m glad you are okay, please be careful, I’d hate to lose you to my cooking people might talk” He mused honestly finishing up his food before moving to place the leftovers in a container and the dirty dishes in the washer. “Well our versions weren’t as robust and I did a lot more exercise during my youth.” He mused flicking the other’s ears.

“You have actual penguins?” Harls asked with excitement, he’d really enjoy that. He nodded and moved off of Oswald and followed to help set the table for them. Then he grabbed his bowl and followed back to the spot so Oswald could serve him. When told he could have as much as he wanted he blinked at Penguin as if to say really? as he wasn’t used to this kind treatment. “Thank you so much.”

Harls took his stew to the table to set it down in front of his seat and waited for Oswald to get his serving. He pulled out Oswald’s chair for him before sitting down himself to finally eat. The jester had to force himself not to scarf down the stew too quickly from his hunger and take the time to enjoy it. A small moan of delight left him at the first mouthful. “Oh my god~” He muttered between bites, in no time at all he finished his bowl and got up to get more before Oswald was halfway done with his own.

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“Of course I do, I had to give into my full aesthetic didn’t I?” Oswald smirked softly he had always held a soft spot for animals and penguins while greatly overlooking held an intelligence unparalleled to that in humans. “You welcome Harled, after all, you surprised me today, I might as well try my hand at surprising you” He mused.

“Weird is a great thing! Being normal is the worst.” Harled stated and looked over Oswald’s shoulder as he cooked. A shrug in response to the question. “I little, I have a few skits making fun of the acrobats. Clowns aren’t allowed to be more impressive than the main performers…”

The jester said and rested his head on Oswald’s shoulder, his patience was starting to ware thin with how hungry he was. The delicious scent coming from the stew just made it worse. “I love animals, the oldest elephant at the circus is my favorite. She’s really sweet, they sold her baby just before I joined so she sort of adopted me. Always so happy when I come to her pen… Is it ready yet?”

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“I suppose you aren’t wrong I have been quite the weirdo for most of my life” Oswald chuckled softly looking at the other and rolling his eyes. “That doesn’t surprise me, though I have to admit I’m curious to see your act, after all, it would be interesting to know someone who is performing for me”

“There’s alot to like about you. You’re different than normal people, it’s takes someone just as weird to appreciate you for the kind of man you are.” Harls said and took a sip of the soda he grabbed. It made him happy that Oswald would consider coming to the circus, even though it wasn’t the best place it had been a large part of his life the past couple years.

“I’m one of the clowns obviously. We’re sort of the filler group between performances, do silly skits and sometimes play tricks on the audience, keep them distracted so the next main performance can set up or if there’s any issues.” The jester explained. “I’ve been training a bit to be an acrobat, but the Greyson family is the main attraction and no one else is good enough to perform with them.” He said with an annoyed huff. “I also tend to some of the animals, that’s where I started working at the circus.”

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“I’m pretty sure you just complimented me and called me weird in the same sentence” Oswald chuckled softly before taking a sip of his drink as well as looking at the other. The more time he spent with Harled the more he enjoyed his company. He was even a little glad he ensured that wasn’t killed outright when he’d finally caught him.

“I’d expect nothing less from you!” Harls giggled mischievously, if the man wasn’t dead he sure as hell wished he was with how Penguin deals with those who embarrass him. “Oh, I don’t think that’s possible but I wouldn’t mind at all if she wanted a second son.” He said jokingly as he didn’t believe any mother would ever want him for a son. If his own mother couldn’t love him how could anyone? Still it would be nice to atleast meet Oswald’s remaining family member.

“She sounds like a real hard working lady and I’m sure she appreciates all you do to give back to her.” The blond said fondly with a pat on Oswald’s shoulder before he stepped away to help himself to the fridge. He found himself a drink that looked good and brought over a second for his host to have while their dinner stewed. “… Would you like to come to the circus one of these days? I’m still part of it when you don’t got any tasks for me to do. I don’t have any major role in the night performance but it’s still a really good show.”

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Oswald smiled softly after all he was well known for his vengeance especially those who dared to try and attack him in public as the old mob boss had done. “You say that but she has a way of over-doting on me so she’d just do the same to you, ensures you have meat on your bones and what not” He teased before smiling softly “She’d like you, simply because you seem to care so much about me, though I haven’t a clue why you like me so much”

“Hmph, that bastard. Well I certainly would be honored to meet the woman that raised such a charming and handsome man.” Harls said and brought over the chopped veggies for Oswald to use and went ahead with peeling a few potatoes. “It must be nice having a mom that wanted to teach you stuff and cared…” The younger male said wistfully. “… Mine was always too busy shooting up to even notice me. Probably still using me to get benefits payments if she hasn’t OD’d yet.”

After he chopped the potatoes into bite size chunks he brought them over for Oswald to toss into the concoction he was cooking. “That smells so good. Did your mom come up with this herself or is this one of those recipes passed down?”

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“He isn’t talking to anyone anymore after all a slight against my mother is one against me. Handsome and charming man? You’ll win her heart over with such words Harled, you might take my spot as her favorite.” Oswald teased watching the other nodding his head taking offered veggies into the pot ensuring they were cooked a bit. “I’m sorry to hear that, we didn’t have much but I never doubted my mother’s love for me. If you would like to meet her we could arrange that, I'm sure she’d love the company”

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The younger male breathed out and nodded. “Yes, you are right about that. Like you are with most things.” Harled agreed but said nothing about how he didn’t have the luxury to eat regularly. He didn’t wish to share his living situation and have Oswald think he was using him.

He really didn’t want Oswald to make a big deal but it seemed that Penguin had his mind set on being a good host. Harls helped the other climb back out of their fort and handed back his cane before they went into the kitchen together.

“I really appreciate any meal, Oswald.” He said and stood out of the way as he watched the other move about the kitchen to begin preparing them some dinner. “I’m rather clueless when it comes to anything in the kitchen, but I can try to help if you want me to.”

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The other looked at the other he hardly minded cooking for the other in fact he enjoyed the idea of cooking something for the other to eat. His life was often lacking food growing up and now that he held money he never minded taking the time to share his love of food with others

The young man blinked when he was caught staring at the other and Oswald offered to change the movie to something less boring. He chuckled and shook his head. “No, the movie isn’t boring me. I just got a little distracted by the handsome man next to me~ It’s difficult not to stare at you.” Harled flirted playfully with Penguin with a grin and focused more on the movie with snuggling up with the plush between them.

When the first movie came to an end Harls stretched a bit and looked over to Oswald. “I’m kinda hungry, can we get some snacks before we start the next movie, Oswald?”

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Oswald looked at the other smirking softly watching him “Now I’ve heard flattery will get you everywhere, but it hardly works on me” he mused before rolling his eyes at Harled after all he was surprised it had taken the other this long to start his standard flirting. Once he was sure everything was fine he returned to the movie stretching out his leg for a more comfortable position.

He giggled at Penguin’s deadpan and snuggled up next to the plushie now between them. A bright smile across his lips as he offered the treat. “Yes I know, but this is cute don'cha think?” Harls asked and watched Oswald enjoy the treat.

Harls set the box between them since Oswald didn’t seem comfortable with being fed and got comfortable to focus on the movie. He’d occasionally look over at the other male to stare and admire Oswald, happy to just be at his side and spend this time with him.

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Oswald looked at the other for a moment rolling his eyes “Cute, I don’t do cute” He blushed slightly turning away from the other’s gaze as he finished his treat. Harled was an odd one, someone he couldn’t really understand. What did he want from him? His power? His status? His home? He couldn’t figure it out.