The Jester

Chapter 1

   "Why, what a marvelous performance!" Sebastian was clapping his hands, peering up onto the community stage. "I didn't think this mere Jester would amount to anything." He stopped clapping, and placed a hand on his cheek, humming a bit.

The Jester was quickly bowing, giggling as loud as could be. "Why, thank all of you! I hope you all enjoyed my performance!" He clasped his hands together. He was adorned in a skin tight harlequin pattern bodysuit that went up to his neck and covered everything below it. He had an oversized ruffle covering his neck, but it was a bit torn, and an off white color. He had on a typical jester hat, and it jingled as he moved. But the most noticeable feature, his mask. You couldn't see any of his skin, and the mask didn't seem to have eye holes. BUt nonetheless, he seemed to see perfectly fine. So, with that being said, he just jingled off the stage, seemingly happy.

Sebastian just watched the jester climb off the stage, and he stood there thinking to himself. Should he go talk to him? Should he just leave? He eventually decided to go approach him, and just strutted (Yes, strutted) behind the stage to try and find him. He had his arms crossed now, and had a smug smirk on his face. He was devoted to finding this jester.

Well, The Jester was not letting himself be found so easily. Not on purpose, but he was in his dressing room. You see, he performed quite often at this small community stage, so much that he got his own dressing room. He was sitting down in his chair, not hanging out of anything. He seemed to be staring at his reflection in the mirror, but who knows?

The dressing room was a mess, with different outfits scattered everywhere. It looked like he never even picked it up. Face powder was all over the desk, the chair had a few chips in the wooden legs, and the mirror was cracked all the way through. It's a miracle it wasn't falling down onto the desk.

Once Sebastian found the door with a jesters hat on the outside, he just burst into the room. "Jester! You put on an excellent show out there." He put a hand on his hip and the other on the doorway. "I quite enjoyed it, actually. I figure that you'd like to come with me to the palace! You'd no longer have to work at this.." He hesitated for a second as his eyes searched the room. "..Messy community center."

"Why, its not messy!" His voice was a bit surprised at first, but overall it was still energetic. "It just has personality!" He jumped up, putting both of his hands on his hips. "How much will i get paid, though..?" He trailed off at the end of it, and he just tilted his head a bit. Doing this, his mask was a bit unnerving.

Sebastian just kept his smirk on his face. "Oh, don't worry! You'll be paid fair wages. I'd never underpay my workers! That's just inhumane." He chuckled, looking him up and down, kinda raising an eyebrow when he looked at his mask. "Does the mask serve a purpose? It's quite unique, I've never seen someone wear.. Anything like it."

"That's because it's handmade, my sire!" Simon just laughed, stepping closer to Sebastian, with his head still tilted. Eventually, he just held out his hand. "I'd love to work at the palace! Why, that's such an honor! How could I refuse?" He just laughed even more.

Sebastian just smiled now and reached out and shook his hand. "Alright then! You can start work effective immediately, Jester. If you don't mind me asking, what's your name? I know all of my employees' names! It helps me get a closer bond with them." Instead of letting go after the handshake, he just gripped his hand and dragged him out of the dressing room. He was swerving through everything, walking a bit fast for his own good.

"Simon! My name is Simon!" He was taken aback when he got dragged, but he accepted it after a second. Due to their height difference, it's like Simon was being dragged along like a dog on a leash. "Sire!" He just giggled. "You're taking me to the palace, correct? Personally? I appreciate it!" Simon was almost a full foot shorter than Sebastian, with Simon being just five foot four. (165 cm.) "I thought the palace was the other way, though!" He laughed nervously. 

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A/N: Hi! I just want to let everyone who reads this to know- im not that serious about this book! Its not really even a book. I also tend to do shorter chapters, so updates might be more frequent! I don't have a strict update schedule.