Three Fools In a Room

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Three fools sat in a room.
A Clown, a Jester, and a Mime.
They sit.
They be clowning, jesting, and miming around.

But you see, they were trapped in a completely white room. It had no doors, no windows, no form of exit.

..Or is there?

The Jester jumped up and down with his jingle bells jingling, while the Clown wacked a wall with a balloon hammer he made a couple minutes ago with his comically endless amount of balloons. As for the Mime... He's pretending to open the door and then walking into the wall.

"Oh, there must be a way out of this dreaded place," the Jester stated, "My King will be furious with me if I miss his daily entertainment!"

"It's useless, Jingle-Bells. The walls are obviously indestructible, and the Mime is giving himself brain damage," the Clown stated, pointing to the mime. The Mime looked in their direction and joined them. 

"Please, don't call me this 'Jingle-Bells' name."

They all stared at each other for a couple seconds, until the Mime sat and pat the ground, motioning for all of them to sit.

"SIT!? My good imprudent hushed friend, we have no time to sit!" the Jester exclaimed.

"No, no, I think it might be best to join our good imprudent hushed friend. I think we all need a break from our hard work," the Clown said.

"You can't be serious-"

"I'm a clown, what did you expect?"

"Oh fine, but only for a bloody second."

The Mime did a gasp face and pointed at the Jester.

"Oh hush, we're all adults here. I think we can handle a little bit of cursing," The Jester huffed.

"Fucking pillock," The Clown whispered. Unfortunately, the Jester heard.

"GHAH, HOW DARE YOU USE YOUR TONGUE TO SPEAK SUCH VILE THINGS, YOU HEATHEN!"

 "Oh shut it, you hypocrite."

The room immediately fell silent, with the Mime looking at both the Clown and Jester awkwardly.

"Ahem, what are your names?" the Jester asked, "Mine is Gilbert."

The Mime shrugged.

"What, you don't know your own name? Why don't you just talk?" the clown questioned.

The Mime shrugged again.

"Well, what if we just give you a name for now?" the Jester proposed, "So we don't just keep referring to you as 'Mime'".

The Mime gave a clap of approval.

"Okay, what about 'Oliver'?"

"He does not look like an 'Oliver', what about 'John'?" The Clown suggested.

"'John' sounds like a boring name. I think 'Gideon' is a better name."

"That is even worse! Maybe he's a 'James', anything BUT Gideon."

"Why not let him decide for himself?" The Jester

The Mime sat there, looking as if he was trying to back away from the small argument. Slowly, he raised a number 4.

"...You want the fourth name?" The Jester questioned.

The Mime nodded his head yes.

"Well, I guess our hushed imprudent friend haves common sense," the Clown chuckled.

The Mime gave him a certain look.

"Alright, what is YOUR name, then? Why don't you tell us?" the Jester asked.

"Bob." the Clown stated.

"what..?"

"the name is Bob."

"That is an odd name, but it's also fitting."

"Yeah, probably."

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As time goes on, the three fools continue to chat (the Mime is trying his best). They pretty much gave up on trying to get out because obviously, there is no way out of this white void. So, they continue to entertain each other by debating on what is the best way of performing their acts.

"...No no no, you don't understand! Telling jokes and entertaining stories is how you keep the audience captivated!" The Jester stated.

"Oh please, you need to perform tricks, and if you fail and hurt yourself, it's even more entertaining." The Clown argued.

"We perform tricks, but you'll lose them if you fail your trick. It's best if you finish the trick perfectly, leaving the audience amazed."

The Mime got up and showed his performance, which was a mix of being "trapped" in a "box", pretending to go down stairs, and mimicking other activities such as knitting or sitting down to have supper.

"You just don't talk? At all?? Just small silly pantomimes???" The Jester asked, confused.

"Well, he hasn't been talking the entire time, what makes you think he'll talk during his performance?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe he would've revealed this beautiful singing voice?"

"Well, maybe you should be quiet?"

The Jester made a sort of angry grumble noise.

Suddenly, a random door opened behind them, and a random man in a white button up, black slacks, and a blue tie walked in.

"Alright, you're all free to go. Just take a left down that hallway with the red exit sign."

The three fools sat there on the ground, astounded at the door opening.

The Jester was the first to get up, "Pardon me, my good sir, but how the fuck long was that door there?"

"Actually, we should be asking WHY ARE WE HERE?" The Clown demanded.

"Oh, it was just observation experiment to see what will happen if we put a Clown, a jester, and a Mime in the same room. Nothing big," The random person explained.

"...Nothing big??" the Jester puzzled.

"Look, I'm no crime and justice expert, but I'm pretty sure that is VERY illegal," The clown scolded.

"Oh no, we got a permit. Now, please be on your way, we're going to see what happens when you put a artist, a musician, and a author in the same room and see if they create something together."

The three confused antic performers looked at each other and shrugged, and walked out.

"Well, I guess we live another day," the Jester sighed.

"Yep, unfortunately," the Clown muttered.

"At least I don't have to deal with you two arguing no more," the Mime chirped, walking away looking quite tired.

"WAIT-"

🎉 THE END 🎉

A/N: I don't know, I just thought of this silly idea and just went based off of how I thought things would go. Is it illegal to stuff three fools in a room without them knowing it's an experiment, or better yet: they were knocked out and woke up, having no clue how they got there? Yeah, probably. But that won't stop me from actually testing it out.

I'm kidding.

Maybe.

Anyway, thanks for reading, I appreciate it. :)