Branzy opened his closet, looking at the assortment of clothing. Today was the day, he was going on a date with Clown. The two had originally decided to go out to a restaurant for dinner, but, with Clown being a famous model, the two decided it would be better to have dinner at Clowns house instead, so they would have more privacy.
Branzy decided to just go with his usual outfit. It was fancy enough, and he didn't have much clothing or variation anyway. Branzy took out a clean purple dress shirt, and black dress pants. Branzy wasn't originally sure what he was going to do with the boys, he thought about leaving Fail in charge for a few hours again, he knew he could trust him, after all. But, Clown had told him he could get one of his butler's to watch them, so they could stay out of the way of their date, yet also get more comfortable with the idea of Clown being with Branzy, and they could explore the home Clown lived in.
Branzy grabbed his black sweater vest and stood in front of his standing mirror, he was debating whether or not he should wear the sweater vest to dinner, it went well with his outfit, that's why he wore it all the time. But, it didn't seem.. fancy, enough. And he really, really wanted to impress Clown on their first date, Clown was a model, so Branzy thought he would have high expectations of him... but maybe Clown didn't have high expectations? After a few long, painful minutes of debating himself, Branzy with ahead and put on the sweater vest, smiling proudly at himself in the mirror.
Branzy looked down at his watch, it was seven o'clock. Clown should be arriving any minute! And, as if on que, Branzy heard a knock at the door. Branzy swiftly made his way to the door, almost gasping when he opened it. Clown stood in front of him, wearing a red and black striped button up, with a black blazer on top, going with matching black pants. Branzy adored the way Clown's white hair was tied back into a low ponytail, the way part of his hair that covered the sides of his face were dyed red. It wasn't long before Branzy found himself getting lost in Clowns red eyes, though, that didn't last long, as he was snapped back into reality by a low chuckle from Clown, and a scoff from Fail, who was forced to watch.
"So, are you ready for our date?" Clown asked, his voice just had Branzy swooning already.
"Uh, yes! Yes i am!" Branzy smiled.
"Well, good. I made sure everything would be perfect!" Clown smiled.
"Are your children ready to go?""Yep! They are! Though, they aren't to fond of the idea of having a babysitter..."
"Thats understandable. When i was younger, around their ages, i remember being so pissed at the idea of having someone watch over me, i always thought i could handle myself." He paused and chuckled.
"Though, I'm sure Failboat could do a fine job at watching the younger ones, you could never go wrong with extra safety. And this way, we could be nearby if something were to happen to one of them, though, that would be very unlikely." Clown spoke calmly.
"That's true, I'm always worrying about if the boys are okay or not while im at work." Branzy chuckled.
"Mmhmm. Well, it's best we get going." Clown stepped out of the way, gesturing his hand outwards and towards a limousine.
Branzy's eyes widen a bit, he was about to say something when he was interrupted by a little squeal followed by a small, high pitched voice from behind.
"YOU HAVE A LIMO???" Rek gasped excitedly.
Clown couldn't help but chuckle at the young boy's excitement.
"Yes, and you and your brothers get to ride in it!" Clown smiled down at him.
Rek gasped excitedly again and ran out the door towards the car. The two adults chuckle as Skip raced after Rek, followed by Jay and Sand.

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