They look like twins of a sort, both bulbous of face and figure. Each has a bright red nose adhering to their face that must be fake, though they seem seamless and there are certainly no visible strings to keep them in place. The expression they wear are painted on in an august clown style with exaggerated eyebrows and rouged cheeks. These particular expressions seem to be conveying a decidedly unpleasant dispostion.
"Oy!" says the one on the left, "didn't your mother teach you-"
"not to go barging into other dimensions uninvited?" finishes the one on the right.
"Excuse me?" you utter with a partly withheld chuckle.
"No excuses! No visitors allowed in this-"
"dimension 'til it's done. And it aint yet."
You gather that these bizarre brothers speak for each other often, as if they shared a brain, and from the look of them, their collective IQ is still a short count. Still, you are grateful for their presence since if they weren't around to distract and amuse you, you'd probably be extremely distraught at the concept of not knowing where you are or how to get back. Before your mind loses its composure, it latches on to what the one on the right just said.
"What do you mean 'dimension?'" you ask with a non-chalance barely concealing the desperate hope that his words will make everything simple and safe.
They reply, "You are intruding in a dimesion that is-"
"still being created. We are the gate keepers,-"
"or at least we will be once we've got a gate."
With a metaphoric fingerhold still tenuously holding on to hope, you ask, "but you've still got a way back to my dimension, like a back door or something, right?"
"Nope, but we should be getting one in tomorrow."
"'Cept our sun hasn't started moving yet, so who knows when that'll be."
"In the meantime, we would like to greet you with-"
"a hearty handshake," which the left one gives you, "and joyful cry of-"
"Welcome to Clown World!" they cry in unison.
You couldn't help but notice the eyebrows that were painted as furrowed briefly rose into an expression of joy and welcome, before quickly returning to angry furrows.
"Only we can't welcome you 'cause the world's not done-"
"and you're not invited anyway."
Amusement gives way to annoyance and you decide to tell these two clown off and demand safe passage home.
With unchecked temper, you shout, "Now, wait just a minute! Listen-
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