The Jokester

Chapter 16: Fin

Trigger Warnings for This Chapter: Cursing, Violence, Chaos, Gun Use, Mental Illness Traits, Hallucinations, Sexual Content, Mania, Fire, Explosions, Death, Murder, and Blood.

    Pinky and Happy led their large group to City Hall, intimidating anyone who happened to cross their path. As they got closer, the anticipation of what was about to happen tickled Pinky's mind. Part of him was excited; one part was in disbelief that this was happening, and another part of him started to worry. What would happen if the plan failed? Would they all be locked away forever? Would Pinky accidentally ensure that he never saw Brain again?

   As if he could sense Pinky's worry, Happy placed a brief hand on his shoulder. "It'll be okay."

   Pinky smiled at his friend's reassurance, and they marched on.

   Soon enough, the group came upon City Hall, where many of Hamington's citizens eagerly awaited their mayor to speak. A few of them noticed the masked group and noticeably became anxious. Some seemed to purposely ignore the group. Everyone else was so absorbed in the hype of the press conference that they didn't notice them at all.

   The group spread out into their separate teams and mixed into the crowd. Pinky looked around, wondering when the Snowman would come out. The plan couldn't start if he wasn't out. He took notice of the security that seemed to have increased upon the group's arrival. "Poit."

   Happy patted Pinky on the back. "I'm going to E-Team's location. Good luck. Remember, we have your back." Pinky waved as his friend disappeared amongst the people in the crowd.

   Pinky turned to face the podium ahead, where Snowball would eventually walk out, and waited. And waited. And waited. He's sure taking his time. This time was allowing Pinky to become disoriented and fuzzy. There were so many people here. Everyone's words and movements blended together, and every outline doubled.

   Pinky squeezed his eyes shut, breathing in and out carefully. I can do this. I have to. For Brain. He re-opened his eyes and was pleased to see that much of the crowd's movement had reduced significantly. They even began to quiet down. And they had all started facing in one direction.

   Pinky followed suit just in time to see Snowball walking up toward the podium. Snowball smirked down upon the crowd with an icy glare. He tapped on one of the microphones and cleared his throat. "Hello, Hamington! It is I, your rightfully elected mayor! Thank you all for coming tonight." He turned to a few cameras and waved as much of the crowd applauded his arrival.

   When the cheering ceased, Snowball began his speech, and Pinky moved.

   Snowball addressed his distaste for the masked individuals but overall dismissed their presence. He had 'more important' topics to discuss. While he droned on about his plans for pest control around the city, Pinky got closer and closer to the building.

   Right up on the building was a line of police tape that separated the people from it. Pinky looked left and right before ducking under the tape and heading down a set of stairs that led to a door. The door was unguarded. The D-team musta' got 'em already.' Pinky cautiously approached the door and gave it a push, and to his relief, it opened. He walked inside and moved down the hall.

   Sweat dripped down the side of Pinky's face as he swept his mind for instructions. Okay, Happy said to go up the first set of stairs on the right first. He found the stairs and focused on the next set of directions he had been told.

   After a while, Pinky was worried he had gotten himself lost but beamed when he saw a door labeled, 'Oversight.' Behind this door was the outside world and the direct path to Snowball. Pinky paused where he was, waiting for the signal. Bye. They forgot. You're gone crazy, clown.