The Jokester

Chapter 12: Descent

Trigger Warnings For This Chapter: Cursing, Blood, Violence, Mental Illness Traits, Hallucinations, Self-Gratification, And Sexual Content.

(There is a scene in this chapter where Pinky's touching himself. You can notice where the scene starts and ends if you wish to skip it. It will not change the story.)

   Pinky wobbled as he steadied himself. Come on, come on. He was upside down on both his hands. A single drop of sweat hit the floor while Pinky concentrated with his tongue sticking out.

   "Okay, now!" He lifted one of his hands up and out to the side. He wobbled some more before he was able to stay still. "I did it! I'm doing a one-handed handstand!" Clown

   *riiiinggg*

   "Oof!" Pinky fell onto his face, but he quickly popped back up and rushed to the phone. He picked up the receiver, leaned against the wall, and twiddled with the phone cable. "Hellooooo..."

   "Yes, is this Pinky Wigerman?"

   "Yes! It's me!" Pinky's heart rate went up.

   "Hi, I'm with The Murphy show. We wanted to let you know that we have an opening for your act."

   Yes! "Really?!! That's amazing!"

   "Well, we certainly won't turn down a free act. The public does need some lightheadedness after so much tragedy. Murphy wants to know if Friday at six is a good time for you to come down."

   Pinky suppressed a squeal of delight. Step two was a success! "That's a beautiful time... miss?...."

   "Laura. And wonderful, sir. We'll see you then. Just enter through the side door, number 116."

   Pinky hung up the phone and pumped a hand in the air. This was gonna work! It had to! The other day, he had made a call to the station that hosted The Murphy Show and offered a free professional comedy act. Today they called back!

   Pinky slid into the bedroom and jumped onto the bed chest first with a smile. His ribs had stopped hurting so much, and it was terrific to just move how he wanted with ease again! He grabbed a notebook from under the pillow and clicked a pen.

   Pinky giggled to himself. Step three was gonna be a fun step. He needed to create some material. His idea was to start his segment with a genuine act before reaching out to the people about setting Brain free. If people knew how wonderful Brain really was, maybe they'd help set him free?

   Pinky hummed as he twirled the pen in his fingers. What were the other jokes from that free show? Pinky planned on reciting the ambulance joke and the refrigerator one as well. However, there were a few other jokes that he was struggling to remember.

   "Hmm... one started off with a knock-knock and then an orange with a banana...". Knock knock. "Who's there?" Banana. "Banana who?" An orange banana. Pinky beamed and wrote it down, pleased that the voice in his head was attempting to actually be helpful.

   He wrote a few more things down before holding up the notebook to kiss the pages. "Mwah! Oh, this is going to be great!" Now he just needed to write down a convincing speech about the benefits of freeing his sweetheart.

   After around twenty minutes of thinking, Pinky sighed. Jokes were much easier to write. He flicked the pages of the notebook with a playful finger, watching as the papers flowed. About halfway into the notebook, Pinky saw handwriting. "Oh?"