The Dark Carnival

Chapter 5: The Real Ringmaster

A girl in a gray and white jester outfit comes out. She seems like the only other human here that isn't Kira. The girl has a magenta wolf cut with gray eyes that are duller than the hilt of a sword, a half black and half white corset with white puffy shorts, black jester like short skirt, a black and white puffy sleeve, a black jester neck ruffle around her neck, black boot heel shoes, white wrist ribbons, and a half white, half black, jester hat with black jester face paint.
She walked behind Milenko and yanked him by the horn.
“Milenko, dear, I said not to scare the newcomers. You can't scare everyone who comes here. You know this.” The girl says while Milenko looks annoyed by this and tried to shake her hand off his horn.
Milenko changed his expression quickly thinking of something to do to get her off of him.
“Ah~” Milenko moaned.
“...Excuse me?” She slowly let go of his horn. “What in Satan's red hell was that?” She looked at him with shock.
“Just trying to get you off” Milenko brushed his horns off with his hands. “Dear, as much as I love you, NEVER do that again!” The girl said, staring at Milenko and Milenko staring blankly at her.
“Can't make any promises.” Milenko smirking at her.
“You are too lucky right now, you little devil..” The girl says while patting him on the head while chuckling.
“I'm not little, you know. I'm 7 '2. You're 6 ’5.” Milenko says while just letting the patting happen “I have to lean down to you shorty~”
“I'm not THAT short y'know!” The girl says while crossing her arms, pouting.
“Really now?” Milenko looks at her with a smug look.
“YES! I'm not that short you 7 ‘2 tall jester! You're like Fizzarolli! And he's more tolerable than you sometimes! You and him are like freaking brothers! Like family!!” The girl says, still crossing her arms.
Milenko looked at her “Shorty.”
“Oh shut it..” The girl says while grabbing his horn once again but more annoyed. “I'm 6 ‘5. It's a decent height, you know!”
“That's what they aaaaall say” He smirked at her.oo
“I will yank your damn demon tail, I swear to satan.” The girl says while glaring at Milenko.
“Try me” He said, smiling with a wide smile across his face.
“Oh why you little s-” The girl says before actually yanking his tail, definitely annoyed.
“H..Harder Zea~” Milenko said, raising his head from her grasp.
Zea looked at Milenko, concerned.
“...Excuse me what-?” Zea says, still holding onto Milenkos tail. A bit red from being embarrassed by what he just did.
“Uh...Nothing...” Milenko says, embarrassed but he is grinning at the same time.
“Um.. Okay..” Zea says, weirded out and getting second-hand embarrassment.
Kira, Kate and Barnard look at each other and Zea and Milenko in disbelief.
“Get a room..” Barnard says, clearly disgusted and in disbelief.
“Facts.” Kira says, with the same reaction as Barnard.
“Like literally nobody wants to witness that.” Kate says, not shocked, just disgusted like REALLY disgusted.
“Oh shut it. This is hell. No one gives a damn and for you Milenko” Zea says while yanking on Milenkos tail again “Don't moan again. Ya hear me?”
“Ah~ Harder~” Milenko moans once more which causes Zea to sigh.
“If you two are really doing this infront of us, at least have some decency and do it in a room.” Bernard said looking disappointed.
“Banard. Shut up. You're the one who almost set the circus tent on fire. You shouldn’t be talking about decency!” Zea said again, yanking on his Milenkos tail once more. “Shut it..”
“Mgh~” Milenko looked down at her with a smug look bending down to whisper in Zea’s ear. “Harder love~”
“I feel nauseous after witnessing that.” Kate says, clearly disgusted and gags slightly.
“Kate. Shut up. You've seen someone get beheaded before. YOU shouldn't be talking either!” Zea shouts, letting go of Milenkos tail.
“YOU KNOW WHAT SQUARE UP! WE FINNA FIGHT!” Kate says, putting up her fists and walking forward before another demon that's a combination of light greens and blues with one pink eye, walks out of the carnival and grabs Kate by the arm, pulling her away from the situation.