*This is a ship between two characters from the Creepypasta fandom (an internet horror fandom), Laughing Jack, an evil demonic clown who kills people and Jason the Toymaker, who turns kids into dolls. Laughing Jack was created by Snuffbomb and Jason the Toymaker was created by Kristantyl. Below is how I envision the characters to act. It’s not canon. Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy and Happy Valentine’s Day season!*
In an abandoned carnival, far away from the eyes of humanity, was a decrepit little circus tent. And in that decrepit little circus were two very twisted and evil individuals.
One of the individuals was a young man with perfect porcelain features. He was wearing a Victorian era suit and a long fur coat. The man had shimmering green eyes and a diamond painted on one of them. His hair was luscious and blood red. Perched atop his head was a small hat. He held a pretty golden haired doll in his hand and spoke animatedly to a clown.
The clown stood at 7’4. The man was by no means a midget, it was only that the clown was so incredibly tall.
The clown had long black hair and weatherly white skin. He was dressed in monochromic black and white. He wore suspenders and had matching fur atop his shoulders. The clown had macabre claws and an inhuman black and white pointed nose. When he opened, one could see the rows and rows of teeth.
The man was Jason the Toymaker and the clown was Laughing Jack the clown.
And Laughing Jack was smiling and pretending to care, like a good boyfriend would.
“She was screaming like crazy, but I was relentless! I kept on going at her. I wouldn’t stop, no matter what.”
“You told me this story before.”
“I know! But I’m just so proud of how I did it! It was all so flawless! Now I’ve got this gorgeous doll.”
“All of your dolls are gorgeous, dear.”
“Well yes, that’s true, but look at this one!”
Jason held out the doll towards Laughing Jack. He already shown him the doll months ago and they already had that conversation a million times, but he still peered down to look at it.
The doll was lovely. It had blond curls, a pale blue dress, bright white socks, and shiny black Mary Janes. It had piercing green eyes, just like Jason.
Children were better as dolls.
“Do you want it?” Jason asked.
Laughing Jack raised an eyebrow. Jason had never offered to give him any dolls. He was too proud of them to give them away.
So why was he offering him his most prized possession?
“What is your ulterior motive?”
“Nothing! I just thought that I should give it to you because I haven’t given you anything and it’s Valentine’s Day and-“
Laughing Jack rested a claw on his shoulder.
“Do you actually want to give this to me?”
“I..well..no.”
“Then why did you offer it to me?”
“I wanted to give you something because it’s Valentine’s Day.”
“Okay? Valentine’s Day isn’t about giving people stuff. Besides, I didn’t get you anything.” Laughing Jack replied.
Jason jerked away from him, an offended expression on his face.
“You didn’t what?”
“Just wasn’t a priority of mine.”
“So I’m not a priority?”
“Nope! Murder is my only priority, as is yours.”
“Yes, but-“
A disembodied sneeze filled the air, stopping the two from their “conversation” if one could even call it that.
“Did you hear that?” Jason asked.
By golly, that was a stupid question.
“Of course I heard it, I’m in the same tent as you!” Laughing Jack snapped.
Both looked around them, searching for the source of the noise. They could not see a thing that was out of order. There were dolls, bleachers, circus gags, the knife-throwing wheel, and-
Shuffling. Behind a stack of boxes.
They walked closer to the boxes, suspension rising. If it was what they thought it was, then the day was getting much better than before.
The thing behind the boxes was breathing. They could hear it.
They finally got within two inches of the boxes. Jason reached over and took out the first box.
Standing behind the boxes was a little boy with scraggly brown hair, murky gray eyes, and faded blue pajamas.
“Hello there.” Laughing Jack said in his best “good clown who definitely doesn’t murder kids for fun” voice.
The boy’s eyes went wide, as if he were a deer caught in headlights.
“Would you like to stay with us?” Jason asked.
The boy darted towards the entrance flap, but Laughing Jack was quick.
He snatched the child.
……………………………………………………
“I FOUND HIM FIRST! I should be the one to handle him!” Jason yelled.
“No, it was ME! I’M the one who-“
“Why are you guys fighting?” The boy asked.
They turned to look at the little boy who was all tied up in a chair. They couldn’t decide who was allowed to kill him.
“We can’t decide who gets to kill you.” Jason said. There was no harm in telling him. He wouldn’t escape anyway.
The boy shifted in the chair.
“Why don’t you take turns? It’s what Mommy does for me and my sister.”
Huh. Taking turns could work.
“That’s genius!” Jason said.
“Wait, why are you helping? We’re going to murder you.” Laughing Jack asked.
The boy shrugged.
“Yeah, I know. I just don’t want to do any schoolwork.”
“But you were scared-“
“Because you’re so ugly and-“
The two of them pounced on the child, ready to break apart the little brat.
Only Jason was allowed to call him ugly! Not disgusting little brats like that!
*Disclaimer: As far as I know, Laughing Jack has no official height. He’s just tall. I just imagine him to be 7’4. Also, Jason’s dolls are made of wax, not porcelain, according to the fandom website. If you google “Jason the Toymaker” his dolls look like they could be porcelain. That’s why I made them porcelain in the story.*
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