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Klutzy slowly tip-toe towards Chuckles who was intensely watching a red man in a hospital bed being cared for by a tiny pixie.

“Chuckles, why are you always watching that red guy? He’s just in a hospital bed, kinda sad. He could use a cheer up from a clow-”

“Klutzy shush! I need to watch to make sure he doesn’t die. If he dies I should be the reason, not some unicorn pug!” Chuckes shouted as he turned towards Klutzy.

Chuckles then grabbed his bowler hat to fish out a bunch of tied cloth, grabbing it out for a solid minute. Tapping the end against his forehead.

“This whole thing makes me so stressed, I wish there was wine in hell”

“It’s ok Chuckles, I can try to make you laugh?”

“Just leave me be Klutzy, I just want to watch Gideon.”

“Seeing you watch that Gideon, what do you know about him?”

“Ok so buckle up Klutzy there is a lot.”

Chuckles placed the tied cloth back into the bowler hat, then grabbed two squished-up beanbags.

“Uhh Chuckles, how do you fit anything in that hat let alone two beanbags?”

“Klutzy a clown never shares a secret, it spoils the fun.”

Klutzy stares confused at Chuckles as all clowns he had known would be so happy to share any secret like how to get the perfect foundation or how to fit twenty clowns in a comically small car.

Klutzy then bends down to try to sit down in the bean bag chair but just falls into it. Chuckles follows Klutzy's lead and sits down, both facing where Chuckles had been watching Gideon.

“Ok so ever since this man killed me, I’ve been watching him to learn his weakness and take him down.”

“Oh so that’s who you talking about on your whiteboard with the words “Revenge” and then a bunch of doodles of you killing them on it.”

“What no!”
Chuckles became flustered and turned red as Klutzy looked behind where Chuckles was sitting to look at the revenge whiteboard.

“Fine, it is. It’s where I collect my ideas.”

“That’s a bit mean Chuckles.”

“He deserves it. Anyway, so I’ve watching him to prepare for when I face him. I’ve learnt every little thing about that man like how he was held captive by hobgoblins for ten years, worked for who was my boss for years. He also seems to like him, more than just an empol-”

“Like a lover? I love romance shows.”

“Gosh no Klutzy, it’s like friends”

“Are you sure Chuckles?”

“Well they haven’t kissed or anything so I think not”

“Chuckles that doesn’t mean he couldn’t have an unrequited crush on him, or requited. It reminds me of this one sh-”

“Well, which one of us has stalked this man’s every waking moment?”

“You, Chuckles.”

“Gosh this argument is making me hungry”

Chuckles shoving his hand into his bowler cap, retrieving a pie that he intended to throw into someone’s face but instead eating it.

“So Chuckle’s who his “friend”?”

“Some fancy pants named Kremy Lecroux who liked looking rich but could only pay in IOUs which I never got to check before dying. He was the one who had me fed to pigs after Gideon punched me in the body, wasn’t that bad as I was wasting away from whiskey sours.”

“That sounds sad Chuckles”

“It is fun to haunt them, I’ve found that occasionally I’ve been able to possess this weird little goblin friend of his, Gricko. Then there’s the buzz kill, Frost. He’s so serious but also crazy, it’s hard to tell anymore.”

“Interesting, also can I have a share of that pie Chuckles?”
“No”

“Aw gosh darn it”

“Shhh now, I need to go back to watching Gideon.”

“Wow you really like watching that guy”

Chuckles uses his clown flesh-covered hand to put a finger in front of his mouth to shh Klutzy.

“Chuckles! Look he’s waking up!”

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“Thank goodness he’s alive, now I can be the one to kill him”

“That’s dark Chuckles.”

“I am who I am”

Playfully joking while honking his red nose while staring maniacally at Klutzy.

“Those pixies really have taken a liking to Gideon, rubbing coconut oil on him. Gosh, I wish that was me.”

“Um Chuckles, I’m confused?”

“Oh you sweet clown, you’ll learn in time”

Klutzy brows moved as he started to question who Chuckles wanted to be in that situation. Both give a different reason for his obsession with the fire gensai; one of jealousy and one of lust. Klutzy figured it was best to keep his thoughts to himself as Chuckles was starting to scare him a little.

As they both turned back to watch Gideon, a group of three people entered. One was a cloaked tiger tabaxi whose face was hard to read. It was still like a painting. Then a goblin who Klutzy connected the dots as being Gricko. Then Klutzy’s eyes came to spot a well-dressed alligator.

The face of the gator read of pain and worry. If it was a child at the witch light carnival, Klutzy would try to cheer up the kid. Though the gator's face was a little subtle in sadness, his eyes gave it away. Locked on to the poor red man, his pupils widened and Klutzy could see a little bit of puffiness around the eyes like the man had been crying at some point. Then, when the fire gensai started to talk to him, his demeanour lit up. Klutzy could tell this guy was head over heels for the red guy.

Sarcastically Klutzy asked, “Chuckles, I’m gonna take a wild guess and say that the alligator lizard-folk is Kremy”

“I mean Klutzy, it’s easy to tell cause he’s the well-dressed of the group”

For Klutzy he thought it was Kremy as he imagined that “friend” Chuckles mentioned wouldn’t want to just be friends and that face could write a hundred-word poem about his feelings for the man.

“Look, that pixie is even feeding him grapes. Hope he doesn’t choke, as I want to be the one to do so.”

“Chuckles, why are you like this”

“Can’t a clown wish to be the one to murder his murderer?”

“Uhhh anyway, Chuckles, are you a hundred percent sure they're just friends?”

“Why do you say that, say that Klutzy?”

“Have you seen the way Kremy is looking at him?”

“No, why would I look at Kremy's face? I need to pay attention to Gideon.”

Klutzy started to think that maybe they were friends was Gideon. Chuckles said he looked at Gideon, so maybe Gideon didn’t see Kremy in that light.

“Chuckles I was wondering cause when I look at Kremy it reeks of puppy love for Gideon.”

Chuckles then turns to look at Kremy, he looked hard. The face of Kremy was a little hard to read but it looked like it was yearning for love, love from the red fiery man it was looking at.

“Maybe you are a little right Klut-”

Suddenly a bombshell was dropped.

“I got sorta coerced into you know, getting engaged”

Klutzy and Chuckles looked at each other in silence as Kremy dropped the news. That was interrupted by the sounds of Gideon’s laugh

“Getting, Getting Hitched”

“Kremy, what the hell. You’re in engaged?”

Gideon's voice was giving off a little chuckle while he said that but his eyes showed heartbreak. Klutzy could tell the burning passion Gideon had for his reptilian friend was hit with a blow.

“Wasn’t my choice! Look, all of a sudden I felt compelled.”

Klutzy felt horrible for the two of them. They both looked heartbroken by the news of Kremy’s engagement. Their eyes locked during the spat and if eyes could scream they would tell the desires of their hearts to be with each other.

Chuckles started to chuckle “See Klutzy I was right, their friends. No one who loved another would marry another person.”

“Chuckles many have, they want each other. You just can’t see it.”

“Well, Klutzy we’ll have to wait and see.”

Chuckles said as he reached into the bowler cap to grab two buckets of popcorn, handing one to Klutzy.

“Chuckles I hope they work out. I don’t want my heart broken like when I watched Brokeback Mountain”

“That sounds horrible, who would want to climb a mountain that breaks your back?”

Chuckles then started absolutely losing it as Klutzy deadpans towards him. Then Chuckles start rummaging through his bowler cap, pulling a balloon out.

“Balloon animal?”

“Chuckles you’re an idiot”

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“You know Klutzy, I forgot to mention, but Gideon seems to be a ladies' man, always able to get the girl. Why do girls never go for the clown?”

“Chuckles, you do know that bisexual people exist?”

“Gosh, of course I do.”

Chuckles replied while trying to note down on a piece of paper “Learn what bye sexual is” and proceeded to place it in his hat.

“Sure you do, Chuckles”

Klutzy rolls his eyes as he questions his assumptions of that clown.

“How long until they start doing something interesting”

“Look Chuckles! Frost’s wings are starting to fade.”

“Ooo, finally some drama!”

“Chuckles, we literally just watched Kremy and Gideon be heartbroken about an engagement.”

“Why would Kremy get engaged if he was interested in Gideon?”

“Chuckles, I just talked about it. You know what never mind I don’t think you understand anything to do with romance.”

“Well Klutzy I do, I write fanfics about my oc pony Dewdrop Starshine.”

“I didn’t need to know that”

As the two of them look back at Gideon. They see Frost searching for his lost ticket, but as they are just arguing, they’re entirely confused.

“Chuckles, why is a pixie looking up Frost’s ass?”

“Klutzy you have as much of a guess as me.”

The two of them sat there baffled until they heard the little high-pitched voice of a pixie.

“Your prostate is all good but I can’t find your ticket.”

“There’s no ticket there, I- I don’t have my ticket.”

“Umm Chuckles, why did Frost think his ticket would be there?”

“Oh, he got transformed into this guy named Bred and put his ticket into a speedo. Some wacky stuff has been going on with those four.”

“Of course, that’s the most logical thing”

Klutzy said while rubbing his fingers against his eyebrow.

“My time here in hell is making me question everything and I feel I have changed as a person and not for the better.”

“Soon enough Klutzy, you will join me in my conquest for revenge. The honk legion will be strong!”

“I’m good Chuckles.”

Then they’re interrupted again by the same pixie.

“That’s going to be really unfortunate for you cause now that it’s two hours away from the carnival closing the ticket booth is closed.”

“What”

Frost said while deadpanning towards the direction of the pixie.

“That’s not a thing”

Gricko replied, confused.

“I do happen to have a ticket on me.”

“You have a ticket on you?”

“I would be willing to give it up for a price”

“What kinda price would you pay for, any kind of reward really? I don’t want to, our lives are in danger.”

Klutzy sits up on the edge of his beanbag chair, enamoured to hear the next thing. Chuckles reaching hand full after hand full of popcorn, intensely looking to see what will happen next.

The pixie looks around at the four of them before stopping and maintaining eye contact with the fire gensai now in front of her.
“Are you single big boy?”

Both clowns' mouths were agape as the words flew out of the pixie’s mouth. Chuckle's mouth then closes to make a frown as he witnesses his worst enemy manage to get another woman to love him.

Klutzy turned his gaze to the crimson man’s crocodilian friend. Kremy was hit terribly by those words. They were like a dagger, stabbing at the purple-suited man’s heart. He was choking back tears.

“Oh, I so hope they figure out their feelings, Chuckles.”

“I think Gideon’s fine seeing how women throw themselves at him.”

“But is that what his heart wants?”

“Why would I care? I’m gonna kill him soon.”

“Chuckles, can you at least let him have the chance to follow his heart? I’m a sucker for love.”

“I’ll prefer he suffers.”

“You kinda suck Chuckles.”

Before Chuckles could respond, his enemy interrupted him.

“Well, I mean, of course, you can’t tie me down. I’m not claimed.”

“I want him.”

“Like officially?”

“Gideon, will you propose to, uh, Taxie?”

“What?”

“Marriage.”

“Just so I’m clear you want him in the eyes of the federal government, that’s what you're saying”

Kremy asked with a sheepish undertone. It seemed he was nervous in case he fully lost his chance at Gideon. He was able to hide it pretty well, but for Klutzy, his clown knowledge of emotions and his years of crippling romance show addiction; it was easy to pick up how Kremy was feeling.
“I would like to marry Gideon.”

“Like have a marry time?”

“No, I would like to be your wife. You see all of us pixies have been communicating and we find the four of you to be quite irresistible however there is a hierarchy and I don’t want to tell you what that is for fear it would hurt your feelings but I will let you and I think it’s clear, Gideon is at the very top.”

“Very top?”

“Very Top.”

“No arguments from me”

Kremy agreed with the pixie's statement cause to him, who wouldn’t? Gideon was tall, strong and handsome but was also kind, a listener and helpful. Everything an amazing partner would be. Klutzy also picked up on Kremy’s agreement, solidifying what he already knew.

“See Chuckles, Kremy wants Gideon. He’s agreeing with the pixie who also fancies Gideon, not with a friend who understands his friend’s hot kinda way.”

“Ok even if I did believe it, which I kinda don’t see as Kremy’s engaged to someone else. That doesn’t mean Gideon likes him.”

Klutzy processed to just face-palm as he was getting sick of Chuckle's inability to see their feelings for each other. Turning back to see what’s happening with this pixie and the group.

“You see anyone that marries Gideon would be essentially the greatest pixie that ever lived and I want that to be me.“

“Gideon do me this favour, would you make me the happiest cat in the world by proposing marriage to Taxie.”

“Frosty. What. Taxie what exactly happens to him if he doesn’t get that ticket from you? Is he going to be like okay?”

“No.”

“Hootsie, that’s what’s going to happen to Frosty. She like an animal of whatever but if that happens to Frosty then we’re in big trouble, we need him.”

“I don’t have a Hootsie, what are they going to take?”

Gideon turns towards Kremy, head down as he was getting upset with everything happening. The thought of marriage for Kremy and Him was a lot. He didn’t know what to do, looking to the person he trusted most to see if he could help.

“I just got out of prison Kremy, I just can’t go back.”

“Look Gid, it’s not like the three of us are going to be trapped here forever. Look, I mean we got a plan.”

“You know what? I can’t go along with this, you know Frosty is me best pal. Don’t do it, don’t do it. You already broke out of prison. Don’t do it!”

“You know I can hear everything he’s saying.”

“Uhhhh, well, uhh.”

“But you're so hot that I don’t even care that you feel this way as long as you're my husband, really”

“You’re kind of bringing me around with all this talking.”

“We don’t have to have any rules. You can do what you want. I just really want the title.”

Kremy's demeanour perked up after learning the pixie didn’t want a traditional relationship. He could still shoot his shot. He was on the verge of tears the entire time as he felt the fear of a change of needing to be less close to Gideon, but he wasn’t the only one like that. Gideon also felt relief, as wouldn’t have to leave Kremy and his freedom to the pixie.

“Honestly Gid, you don’t limit me and I’m not gonna limit you alright? Cause I can’t promise, my heart is not a one-man kind of heart.”

Gideon could somewhat agree with Taxie. He enjoyed the company of many lovers and wished not to give that up, but his heart had only room for Kremy to be the man he could connect with. The only one he could see himself being vulnerable with was Kremy, being emotional with was Kremy, to connecting with him on a deeper level was Kremy.

“Taxie, well, ok but Frost, you owe me your life for the rest of it.”

“Well, that’s fair. I can write up a contract real quick.”

“Yeah”

“Oh that’s ok”

“I’ll marry Taxie, we’ll have a lot of fun but you’ll have to be my man-servant.”

“Until, until uh we get out of the-”

“No, no, no until”

“Well, you are making a life commitment.”

“Yeah, you have to make a life commitment.”

“It seems like a very flexible life commitment so.”

“Fine, ours can be flexible.”

“I’ll do a nice thing for you every day.”

“I think that’s fair.”

“Okay.”

Klutzy started to silently cheer as this love may still have the chance to bloom for Kremy and Gideon until he looked over at Chuckles who was stress-making balloon animals as he couldn’t stand to see Gideon do better than him. Gideon had gotten a wife and a man-servant in 5 minutes and all Chuckles is a wineless hell he has to share.

“Oh, Chuckles, aren't you happy for them?”

“No.”

Chuckled shouted. He was mad, so mad that he went to strangle the balloon pig he made which popped from the brute strength of his clown flesh hands.

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“OH MY GOD, I'M GETTING MARRIED!”

The tiny pixie’s high-pitched squeal rang through everyone's ears.

“Gosh Klutzy, I wish they sold air horns at that frequency. I could do so much more damage than my regular one.”

“Thank god I’m dead 'cause my hearing would be with how much you love your regular air horn.”

“It’s so fun and easy to use on all of you guys. Like just this morning I got Bumbo. You should've seen their face!”

“Didn’t see it, but I heard it.”

In the distance, a faint voice yelled in hell.

“I’ll get you back one day, Chuckles.”

Chuckles let out a large bellowing laugh as he knew that no one in here was on his level and could beat him. The two clowns turned their attention back to the krew as they watched them leave. They seemed to be talking about an odd creature. Gricko left details vague about the horror that is that was being.

“Oh yeah, you missed the groblin.”

Gricko screamed in terror. Nightmares that haunted him came racing to him.

“Wait, wait, wait what?”

“Oh yes, you missed the groblin.”

The two clowns joined in with the red man's confusion, as none of them knew what Kremy and Frost were talking about.

“Chuckles, what are they talking about?”

“Beats me, though that creature could be used in a good clown act?”

“Maybe if you enjoy scaring kids based on Gricko’s reaction.”

“Klutzy, Klutzy, Klutzy, that’s half the fun of being a clown.”

“That’s not why I became a clown.”
“That’s why you were only a clown for like 5 minutes, you sucked so badly at being one”

“No, A flying meatball killed me.”

“Yeah, 'cause that meatball knew you weren’t cut out for being a clown.”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Yeah-huh.”

Chuckles quickly reached for his hat, shoving his hand into the void of his bowler cap. He retrieved a pie and threw it as hard as he could at Klutzy’s face. The pie smashed into every crevice of Klutzy’s face, cream dripping down and the crust completely crumbled.

“Why you son of a harlequin!”

Klutzy jumped from his beanbag chair. Balling his hand into a fist and punched Chuckle’s big red nose, making a loud honking noise.

“If I knew you would be such a Pierrot, I wouldn’t have given you one of my bean bag chairs from Clown College.”

Klutzy moved up closer to Chuckles, but before he could land any hits, Chuckle’s flower brooch blasted the clown with water. It launched Klutzy across the room, hitting the wall with a large thud.

“Chuckles for someone who’s becoming like the Joker. You sure can’t make a joke.”

“Klutzy the only gag you’ll pull off is being gagged by my fist in your mouth.”

Chuckles cried while charging at the small clown hunched up by the wall. Klutzy quickly jumped to his feet and started to run towards Chuckles. Bumbo and Curly both looked on at the chaos, chowing down on popcorn and placing a bet on who they thought would win.

“I hate you Chuckles!”

“I hate you too!”

They both screamed while in a cloud of smoke that appeared from their fighting. Their limbs and heads pop out occasionally.

“I can see why Gideon punched you in the body!”

“Too far Klutzy!”
“Oh, and throwing a pie at me unwarranted isn’t?”

“This bit isn’t funny anymore, Klutzy.”

“OH YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS A JOKE!?”

“YES!”

“You really are fucking dumb. First the stalking of your murderer which you fail to see how gay that man is. Like your inability to identify a bisexual man and clock a gay gator is impressive and now attacking me. Get a grip and get better, Chuckles.”

“Gosh, like you’re any better for not seeing this as a joke.”

“You know what? I am better than you. I’m not fixated on a man who killed me and is trying to improve myself. I’ve spent so long practising my clowning and all you’ve done is haunt and plan Gideon’s murder.”

“Oh, so you’re happy you're here and you’re dead.”

“NO CHUCKLES! I wish I was alive, spreading cheer, but I’m here stuck with you, asshole.”

“Gosh, language!”

“You find this so funny, don’t you?”

“I do.”

“Fuck off and leave me be Chuckles.”

“Fine, you fucking party-pooper.”

Klutzy walked away slowly from Chuckles, half hoping for an apology, but he knew that Chuckles couldn’t manage to reflect on his emotions. Chuckles watched Klutzy walk away, feeling a crushing wave of guilt wash over him. He quickly regretted what had just happened. He didn’t think it would get so real and hurt them both.

Chuckles looked down at his clown-flesh hands, weeping a small tear from the corner of his eye. Klutzy hurt him deeply with his comments, but he needs to focus on his plans, to get revenge on Gideon.

Chuckles walked back to the beanbags, sitting back to view Gideon and brainstorm murder plans. He glanced at the empty beanbag, trying to hold in another tear. Just as he thought he had gained a friend, heartbreak struck him.
He started back up at the screen, trying to focus on anything he could exploit if he magically got to haunt the little green goblin of the group, Gricko. As he stared intensely at the fire genasi he saw that he wasn’t looking at the magic of the Witchlight Carnival but at one of the members of the krew.

A scaly green, well-dressed con man specifically. Gideon’s coal-coloured eyes transfixed on the alligator man. It was like he was studying every scale on Kremy’s face. His soul burned with an intense passion that the windows of the soul could barely convey.

“Fuck, Klutzy was right.”

That thought hit Chuckles like a freight train. Just as he was processing his now dread that his friend turns enemy was right he noticed a certain someone admiring Gideon. The cruel con man of a boss who killed Chuckles.

“Double Fuck.”

How could Chuckles be so idiotic? Kremy wanted Gideon and Gideon wanted Kremy. The intense yearning in each other's eyes wasn’t enough. Their awkward game of “look at the man they love while said man isn’t looking” definitely was.

Chuckles now knew he had to fix his mistakes with Klutzy cause he needed to apologise for being so dumb and to have someone to watch this soap opera of a work crew with.

Dumbfounded at what happened, Bumbo and Curly looked at each other.

“So who won?”

“Bumbo, you have as much clue as me.”

“I mean, as long as I don’t need to pay you, I'm fine with it.”

“Same.”

“Soo Curly, you’ve been here a bit. Have they always been this tense?”

“No, they’ve been somewhat nice to each other, which was extra surprising after Klutzy found out he was in Hell and not Heaven.”

“It’s pretty obvious it’s Hell.”

“Yeah, but Klutzy placed a lot of trust in Chuckles and Chuckles told him this was Clown Heaven.”

“If I was Klutzy, I would stop trusting Chuckles after that.”

“But Bumbo, are you Klutzy?”

“I guess not.”

“Bumbo, I guess that Chuckles got a second chance but royally fucked it up.”

“How much you want to bet they’ll be friends again?”

“20 gold pieces.”

“Deal!”

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Chuckles sat in festering anger at himself. For being so blind to everything around him. He thought he could miss a key detail about his mortal enemy and could mess up something good in his life, the possibility of a friend.

For someone who spent his life pleasing people, like going into clowning to make people happy, he didn’t make friends well. That and his old shitty job led to him focusing on finding happiness in whiskey sours. Now in a wine-less hell, his little happiness from joking with Klutzy was gone when he took it too far.

Chuckles stressed over having two goals; kill Gideon and make it up to Klutzy. Most of the stress was that he had never had to apologise before. The last person Chuckles had, Ma Chuckles, would forgive him without ever needing the words “I’m sorry.” to fall from his lips.

The stress turned to sweat droplets falling from his forehead. Chuckles reached for his bowler cap, grabbed a bunch of neverending cloth tied together and carefully patted his forehead dry.

“Gosh, I wish there was wine in hell.”

Chuckles turned to look at Gideon, trying to get into his mindset. As much as Chuckles hated the man, he couldn’t deny that he was good at getting people to like him, maybe a little too much though.

“I hate that I’m turning to you but what would you do?”

When he went to turn his gaze to Gideon he noticed the food that a little goblin was selling to the group.

“Of course, I could bake! Gosh, I could make a pie. What clown wouldn’t love a pie.”

Chuckle quickly reached into his bowler cap to grab a large stack of pie trays.

“Hm, what pie should I try? I could do a cream pie, an apple pie, a blueberry pie, a cherry berry pie or a cherries berries pie?”

Reaching back into his bowler cap he felt around for his easy bake oven.

“Why not do all?”

Chuckles quickly slammed all the pie trays into the oven and a short ten seconds later the easy bake door oven opened releasing a thick cloud of pie scent. The scent wafted up into Chuckle’s nose causing him to be lifted off the ground and towards the easy bake oven.

Found them all into pies with the words “I’m Sorry” carved into the crust.

“Gosh, these are perfect. I wonder if he would enjoy a balloon flower bouquet.?”

Just before Chuckles walked towards Klutzy, he grabbed a bunch of balloons. He worked hard to twist them into flowers, some ended up flying out of his hands.

Chuckles walked up to Klutzy, balloon bouquet and the stack of pies in hand. Klutzy glared intensely at him, watching him angrily. Chuckles slowly handed the stuff to Klutzy but not before making a pleading face, exaggerated by his clown makeup.

“Klutzy I’m-”

“Chuckles what did I tell you?”

“You told me to leave you alone but I want to apol-”

“Chuckles you didn’t apologise when you lied about this being clown heaven, why are you trying to apologise now?”

“Klutzy I’m so so-”

“Chuckle answer me first, why are you only communicating how you messed up now? I gave you a chance after you asked me to trust you again and you fucked up. Also, why are you giving me stuff instead of saying sorry?”

“Gosh if you gave me a second. I realised that I have hurt you. I want to say sorry and show I am.”

“It going to take a bit more than that Chuckles, you hurt me.”

“Klutzy I’m so sorry”

Klutzy slowly turned away from Chuckles but not before Chuckles grabbed onto Klutzy's leg.

“Klutzy please listen, I am genuinely sorry. I didn’t realise I hurt you until now and I feel awful about what I did. I don’t want you to feel hurt and I didn’t mean to hurt you but I realise I did hurt you and I need to make it up. I’m trying to make it up to you but I don’t know how so I thought that you would like some sorry pie, flowers and words. Please Klutzy I’m sorry and I want to be your friend. I don’t want to hurt you, I want my stalking buddy back.”

“Chuckles I think I may need a little more time to trust you but I accept your apology.”

“Thank you Klutzy!”

Chuckles pulled Klutzy into a hug, squeezing him so hard a comical squeaking toy noise was made.

“Come on, I’ll grab you a bean bag and let’s get back to watching.”

“Not so fast Chuckles, I do think you're sincere but I want you to not repeat the behaviour. I do feel you push me around a bit for jokes and I don’t really find it funny especially when you're literally hitting me. If you could can you not push me around and make me the butt of a joke?”

“Aye Aye Captian.”

Chuckles said while saluting Klutzy.

“Wait Klutzy was that making fun of you? I swear I didn’t mean to make it feel like I was and now that I think about it it maybe was. Gosh, I really need to step up, sorry.”

“Chuckle that was fine, it’s more like the tricking me and hitting me.”

“Okay got it.”