SCP-Defiled

(Lemon Flavored Fluff Part 6) Sister of Clarky

[Statement of SCP-6194 about an encounter offhandedly mentioned to Dr. Kondraki on the topic of a clown with very sharp teeth SCP-6194 interacted with during his time at the foundation]

"So clowns... I fully recognize why people find them scary, it's something about the big smiles and wild colors. Personally, I never watched that movie about evil clown aliens invading earth, so that fear never got developed in my mind. So, I can't say I was too shocked to find an anomalous one and think maybe... I could have some fun rather than just, you know... Turn her in. I'm sure it's pretty obvious I'm a little more loose with information now since I'm already locked up here for the rest of my life. Which, I'll be honest, I have no idea how long that may be."

"I was still working for you guys around that time. I was on what passes for a vacation, and decided it was the time to see my distant cousins I haven't seen in god knows how long. It was my cousin's kid's birthday party. Nothing ridiculous for a nine year old, but I did think it was a little weird that they seemed so excited for the clown to arrive. Yeah, few red flags there. One, who the hell hires a clown anymore? Two, who the hell is excited to see a clown? And three, where the hell did they even find a clown?"

"The last part was easy, but definitely kinda weird. They spotted her at the park maybe a week prior. She was entertaining some random kids, and was so fun and energetic that when my cousin saw she wasn't busy entertaining the kids anymore, she strolled up and asked to hire her. My cousin mentioned it was the strangest thing. She didn't have a website or phone number, or really anything for contact information. She asked me 'how do think she gets customers?' and obviously, I wasn't gonna mention she was the prime example of exactly how."

"When the clown arrived, I could definitely see why they were excited. In all truthfulness, she hid the anomaly pretty well, and to anyone who wasn't used to that sorta thing, she just seemed like a damn good clown. Pretty attractive too, her colorful hair well kept and body well curved. But I noticed... She'd do magic tricks, or little goofy things that just borderline the uncanny. Detaching her finger, making animal balloons walk, inflating her glove or suit. Yeah, there were some real world equivalents, but there was no mistaking to me, that I could spot when things weren't natural. You can't literally remove a limb, you need a setup for a balloon to 'walk', and your skin beneath your clothes doesn't expand too."

"Of course, I also could literally just 'feel' it, but that's besides the point. I don't get to brag about being junior anomaly detective with that, now do I? Anyways, there were a few more signs something was off about her, but no one else really seemed to notice. How nervous she'd get when the adults talked to her, or how she wore a cloth facemask the whole time. Now, I get masks, but there wasn't any big disease in the news or anything, and she didn't sound sick for all I knew. Though, kids are little petri dishes, so I can't really blame her for being safe."

"But her mouth... it always seemed to be so... Wide beneath the mask. So... Maybe I got a little curious. She avoided my eyes, and clearly was preoccupied, so I wanted to see what would happen if I used my little anomaly on someone fully not into me. Or at least, not wanting to be noticed. She had a few kids around her, I kept my distance, but I gave her a little... Nudge. Not a full blast of it all, but a quick little tug at her for her attention. I saw her eyes dart to me immediately, and I won't lie when I say I had a bit of a shit eating smirk from that."

"Though, she handled herself well under the pressure and kept pace with the entertainment. But, I wasn't satisfied quite yet. So I kept giving her those little tugs. Periodically, but just as quick and short as the last. She started staring at me longer here and there, and eventually even my cousin noticed. She bumped my arm, saying something about how the clown was ogling me. The truth was though, I knew the kind of look she was giving me... I've had enough people wish death on me, to know that kind of look."