"Isaac... what the fuck." The man laughed at y/n's new found bluntness. She's changed a lot since he last saw her..
"I know..pretty bad, huh?"
"Yeah, no shit. You killed people Isaac! You forgot Jack..you left him in his box..! He's insane now..!!"
"Yeah...look, I know what I did was wrong, and I'm sorry....I'm also sorry for stabbing you to.."
"That's probably the strangest apology I have ever gotten. If you think I'm gonna not forgive you, your wrong. I've been friends with you for way too long to give up just like that. I've also kinda saw this coming really early on."
"Really!? Wait what do mean you saw it coming really early on?"
"Anyways.. I'm going back to sleep....I'm exhausted. Sleep wherever you want."
"Hey you ignored my question!!"
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"Hehe now where did good ol' friend numba' two go~" Laughing Jack made his way down the dark streets, not stopping for a second.
He had a target in mind, the only one left that was apart of his old life.
He didn't want any memory of before, he finally felt free after all these years, and he didn't want to destroy what little control he had.
While walking through the streets a puff of purple smoke appeared.
"Hmm what's an odd thing such as yourself, walking around the night like this?" The clown scoffed at the jester's mimicry.
"For your information I'm meeting an old pal of mine! Though today will be her last."
"Hmm gonna kill her?"
"How did you know!?"
" I can read people like an open book."
"Can you stop being a creep, then?" The jester just stuck his tongue at the clown, finding him amusing.
"Hmm, how about no? Besides it's not like your first person to complain."
"Tsk, I feel bad for the people who had to talk with you." The jester giggled a bit before replying.
"Hmm, me too."
"Okay, your boring! I'm off to find my friendo' now."
"Not so fast. We just started chatting, don't you want to meet people just like you?" The clown couldn't deny that he was intrigued.
"What do you mean 'people like me'?"
The jester laughed, and with a snap of his fingers they both dispersed into the smoke.
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Is it wrong?/Laughing Jack x Reader x Isaac Grossman
FanfictionLaughing Jack was made to be Isaac's perfect friend, Y/n was their center. What will happen when a troublesome young teen went to boarding school, leaving his two best friends behind? Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated! Also I have never...
