Aurora notices something away from you and quickly reacts. "Oh crap! Get up, I gotta warp you outta here agai-!"- and you hear glass break behind you, you turn to look and there's a huge plunger on your chest and you are pulled to the outside of the building and into the arms of another clown sitting on what looked like an old fashioned window cleaning bench. You look at each other for a moment before anything else happens, she's another female. She's dressed in a shimmering white fairy godmother outfit with purple polka dots. A long skirt that covered all her legs (though you note she's wearing fancy high heeled boots), bubbly shoulders, large fake butterfly wings, and a pointy princess hat with soft purple sheets swinging at the tip. Her hair was also purple and bouncy long, she had something of an elongated adult face behind her big red nose and as you looked at her with your ongoing amazement, the expression on her bleached face seemed like genuine concern. "Are you alright?!" - she asked.
"Uh, no! What is this I don't even-!" - your confused answer, you hear a lot of crushing sounds on the room you just left but before you can just look to see what happened to Aurora. "Yes! Yes, I know, don't worry! I've got you, now hold on!" - and she starts to pull the bench down. You both safely land and you see hordes of clowns in those cartoon cop costumes rush to what looked like the smiling yet evil fortress you just got pulled out of. You are running as you do this, where to you have no idea, but you are being guided by the fairy clown as she holds your hand and has her shiny star tipped wand on the other, she still has a very concerned look on her face. It's nighttime and you both head into a forest, at first you thought that would only make things darker for you, until you both reach an unbelievably bright grove with more cartoonish and smiling trimmings, including a small waterfall and what looked like living stuffed animals roaming about. "There..." - the clown takes a deep breath of relief. "I think here's good spot.
"And who are you now?" - you ask her.
"My name is Rasputina, The Clown." - she answers smiling.
"I...I think I should thank you, Aurora was bent on keeping me as her pet..."
"And you did good staying at her last hideout! Usually it's hard for us to track a place of hers like that. But lucky for you, I can detect whenever a normal person ventures into Clown World!"
"Okay, that's great! Now tell me, how can I leave?"
Her smile drops, she looks away in sudden dismay and walks deeper into the grove. "Okay..." - you answer to that worried again. "At least you're not tricking me like everyone else has been doing."
"Why would you want to leave?" - she asks crossing her arms.
"Well, it's not my world."
"Then why did you enter it?"
"I was trapped in here after I entered Chuckle's Joke Shop, it just suddenly appeared in my town and I was real curious to see what it was..."
"Oh, that..."- she chuckles a bit then turns around to face you again. "So then tell me, if it had been anything else other than a Joke Shop, would you still enter it to see what it was all about?"
"Uh...what?"
"Why would you wanna go into a joke shop for in the first place?"
"Well...it was just there, I mean one morning the lot is empty and then..."
"Really? So you were just weirded out and that's it?"
Suddenly your body froze, you panic as she approaches you. She grabs both your hands and looks at you with a lightly sad smile on her face. "You're here for a reason." - she drops your hands and circles your body slowly in examination, shaking her head in disapproval. "No, no, no. This is just plain terrible. Would you like to know why you walked into of all things a joke shop? Because this isn't you. This wasn't meant to be you!" - she then starts waving her wand slowly, dropping bits of that fairy dust into your body, it shines in reaction and before everything fades out in the brightness you catch a glimpse of her mischievous smile.
"You went to a joke shop because you understand this isn't you, and you don't care for it anymore. You don't care anymore for the things you thought you used to like. You don't care anymore to answer to the same people you would answer to every day. You don't even care about that girlfriend of yours anymore...although, if you bring her to me here, I'll be happy to fix her just like I've fixed you!"
You slowly wake up after a long sleep...
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