The Toymaker's feelings.

🥀Chapter 1🥀

ฯ It was winter, The sky was dark and the atmosphere was calm, silent and soft. White snow was falling down the sky, filling the ground. There, in a quiet and calm street, where several buildings with windows of all kinds housed it, There was a small building, with large windows, eluminated, showing collections of dolls and wooden toys and all other kinds of materials, was there too. between the two windows being separated by the door to enter, was written ~ Closed ~.ฯ

🥀Jason was a quite tall man..around 6'3ft, with long red hair, soft colored honey eyes. Wearing a black tight jeans, white shirt, brown jacket with no sleeves, belt, boots and hat was still in this building, Jason was loved by everyone in this street. Everyone. He loved to have the attention on him and his creations, He was quite calm and gentle, But was another person when he was mad. A demon hiding behind a angel face. No one knew why his creations was so perfect..no one. It was his secret. 🥀

''Ugh..´´ Said the male as he looked at the time with his watch hanging at his wrist. ''12:00am already? I might go take my night walk.´´ He sighed and grabbed his little coat, gloves and scarf. He wrapped the scarf around his neck, placed the black gloves on and his brown coat styled in a 1940's way on. He then closed the lights of his workshop, and went outside and locked the door. He then, started to walk, Through the snow falling down, filling his hat and shoulders, some falling in his hair. He looked around, His breathing coming out as a little cold smoke. He was all silent till he stopped to looks at this person, a lot more taller than him, by the distance jason could tell this person was more than 7'0ft. He tilted his head on the side, The person was standing under a street lamp, and from distance he was all black, only small seen of white on him.

''Uh? What is that..?´´ Jason mumbles to himself.

The person turned his head toward jason, The light brighting his face. Whitw eyes, Black hair long but not too much, a Cone nose white and black, black lips. A wide small appears on the person's face and searched in his pocket to take out candies. His teeth were sharp.

~Jason's pov~

I went to this person. He stopped keeping a distant from him. I tilted my head on the side and looked up at him, frowning a little confuse, snow falling down on my skin. This person seemed to be a clown. A scary one. Well..not to me..but i mean he- maybe was supposed to he scary. I've seen worst.

I spoke. ''Uhm, Hi sir ?´´

The man held me the candies and smiled looking at me right into the eyes. I didnt trusted the candies but slowly took them, a little confuse, not keeping my eyes off of his. The clown spoke back.

''Hi small one, May i ask what a gentle man like you doing outside in this cold night?´´

He had a deep voice, wont lie, It was quite attractive. I looked around then back at him and placed the candies in my pocket.

''Thanks..and, Taking a night walk before going home. May i ask you what are you doing?´´ i said.

The clown laughed a little and nodded a little he bended down a little.

''Well, Searching someone who need compagny..´´ He said having a serious face.

I still looked at him, i went silent for a moment before knowing what else to say.

''I'm..Jason, Jason meyer, people call me the toymaker..But call me Jason.´´ i said placing my hands in the pockets of my coat.

''Jason? What a beautiful name. I'm Laughing Jack, Call me Jack, it shorter´´ He said smiling a little.

I smiled back but quickly faded that smile away. ''Nice name´´ i said.

''Thank you´´ He replied.