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Where does the man start and the monster end? Indie Hunchback of Notre Dame and OUAT OC for Clopin Trouillefou Open to all fandoms and OC friendly Mun and muse are of age NSFW may occur Please read rules

[clopinthejester]

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[kavtari]

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[clopinthejester]

"My Love.."

“Yes, my darling?” 

@thegirlwhowaited-dw

[thepiratehero-a]

@clopinthejester wanted a Prince Killian starter.

His parents were entertaining all kinds of guests and Killian was to remain on his best behavior. Though he was never one to cause trouble the crowds did always make him uncomfortable. So when he had the chance he slipped away from the crowd and out into one of the halls to try to breath.

He hadn’t expected to run into anyone there, thinking anyone who came for the party were likely in the large ballroom. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt anybody.”

[clopinthejester]

With so many people, it was easy for Clopin to sneak in and steal an outfit to blend in. He was going to eat until his heart’s content and drink until he either was caught or had his fill. Maybe even grab a couple of silver on the way out. 

He had wandered into the hall while gorging on a stolen plate of hors d’oeuvres when he turned a corner to bump into the prince himself. But Clopin had never seen the prince before, so as far as he was concerned, it was just another guest. 

The platter fell from his hands, but Clopin’s excellent acrobatics had him purposely tumble and roll to catch the plate without dropping a single piece of food. 

“Close one.” He laughed as he popped another food in his mouth. “So, what, tired of dancing or are ya fixing to take a sneak peek into all the rooms?” 

[thepiratehero-a]

Killian should be hard to crowds since his parents hard started to host many. Likely in an attempt for Killian to meet someone. He still never quite felt he fit in there. He was always far too shy to make conversation with so many strangers.

His eyes widened when the man he bumped into had managed to catch the food without losing any. He had never seen anything quite like it. Then again he didn’t really get out much. “Oh, I’m not much of a dancer,” he admitted with a small shrug. “And well… I live here… Just … needed to get away from the crowd.”

[clopinthejester]

Clopin kept stuffing his face even while speaking. “Oh ya live here? Huh, kinda fancy wear if you’re one of the help or somethin. Then again, I’m sure the snooty king and queen would do somethin’ ridiculous like have the help in the fancy garments or whatever.” He laughed. 

“Anyone that says they’re not a dancer is just saying that cause they suck at it.” He winked at him and laughed again. “You got a good face. It’d be easy to just take a pretty girl out and just twirl about a few times, heheh.” 

[thepiratehero-a]

Killian had never had anyone potentially mistake him for the help before. Though he could hardly blame the man for not recognizing him, it wasn’t as if he got out enough for people to really know what he looks like. “My mother doesn’t really make any of the decisions, though I believe my father requested those serving the party wear all black.” He admitted with a small bow of his head. “I’m Prince Killian.”

When it came to dancing he couldn’t say he was good or bad, he typically just didn’t like the crowd. “Maybe I’m not good at it, I just … really don’t feel so comfortable in big crowds.”

[clopinthejester]

For a second, he was confused. “Your mother? That’s weird. What’s she gotta do with the decisions? Unless…” It took him a moment, but then it all clicked. His eyes went wide and his body had a jolt of shock. He lost the strength in his hand for a second and the plate of appetizers went down, but in a lot of fumbling, Clopin caught them again, only a couple fell to the floor. 

“Y-Your highness! Holy shit – I’m so sorry! I uh…well, aside from those couple on the floor… uh, good as new!” He presented the plate with a nervous smile. 

“Hmm? Not comfortable in crowds? I would think you’d be excited to have big parties like these. All these people came to see you. Or at least your parents but then also want to see you as well, heh.” 

[thepiratehero-a]

Killian couldn’t help the chuckle when the man suddenly realized that he was the prince. Still, he would likely be told it was not a proper thing to do. His father always liked to point out if he was doing something the man didn’t feel was princely. “It’s okay,” he replied with a smile and a blush on his cheeks. He knew many likely came and wanted to see him, but he was never comfortable with such attention.

“I suppose some do come to see me, but I’ve never felt comfortable in big crowds,,” he admitted with a small shrug. His father had always kept him locked away for the most part so he had always been rather shy around others. “I’m not quite used to so much attention. It feels a bit strange.”

[clopinthejester]

Clopin awkwardly held the plate of food out to the Prince for a minute more before settling it down on a table. He wanted to continue the facade that he was part of the party, but he wasn’t exactly acting like a proper member of high society either. Hopefully, he doesn’t give himself away so easily. When the Prince smiled and showed a bit of a blush, Clopin couldn’t help but smile as well. 

“You’re not?” He was surprised that The Prince himself wasn’t used to attention, but then again, it made sense. Clopin was a vagabond, but he was always around, and yet never saw Killian before, not even from the balcony like the King and Queen. 

He smiled at the prince again. “Well, you’re in luck then, to be in the presence of someone who has been known to be the life of the party. If you need a lesson on the bearings of having eyes on you, I’m your guy!” He laughed. 

[thepiratehero-a]

ツ (idk I miss you! xD)

“…  Really?”

[thepiratehero-a]

“… . Fair enough,” 

[clopinthejester]

“Exactly, so you should feel honored.” He laughed. “I never thought I’d be jealous of a woman. Well jealous of a woman again, heh.”

[thepiratehero-a]

“Well… . look all you want, but she is the only one who is allowed to touch.” 

[clopinthejester]

“Humph, that’s still selfish.” He pouted playfully. “Well I guess to stick on your good side I’ll ask how things are going with you guys. Need any advice on romance? I do have more charm than a whole ship full of…well, you.” He laughed. 

[thepiratehero-a]

“I would argue I am definitely the more charming of the two of us,” he stated with a chuckle. “We are doing quite good. Hoping the town can keep up the quiet streak so we don’t have to go running out of the house on a daily basis to deal with some crisis.” 

[clopinthejester]

“Pfft, please. Wipes that makeup off your eyes and you’re left utterly defenseless. My sultry voice alone puts you to shame.” He chuckled and winked at his friend. “I suppose it’s a good thing, though. With you off the market, I will be doing stage dives into an ocean of lovers.” He laughed again. “And yes, I too hope that this town stays in one piece for a while. Sometimes I had to rattle my brain to think if a window was broken because of another villain or because I got so drunk I thought I locked myself out of the house again.” 

[blefloga]

clopinthejester‌:

He wouldn’t blame her if she rejected him. But when she took his hand, he exhaled a breath he had been holding and for a second was overjoyed. He nodded and led her away from the alley and to where they can both drink the night away. 

He wasn’t as affectionate with her as he usually is. He would normally have an arm around her or engage in playful banter or jokes, but for now, he wanted to give her the extra space to be as comfortable as she can with all of this. 

“You know… as hard as it may be, and uncomfortable for the both of us… if you want to ask anything, it’s okay. I can answer to my best knowledge. I swear, nothing is off the table.” 

Esmeralda kept about a foot between them as they walked.

She was still processing this, as the scene replayed over and over in her head. She shook her head trying to make the vision disappear from her mind, but nothing worked at the moment.

Silence was all that came from her before they stood at the tavern entrance.

She sighed finally, looking over at him. “You’ve never been caught have you?” She asked as she pulled the heavy door open for him to enter.

[clopinthejester]

As she opened the door for him, he hovered his arm above her to hold the door for her instead and let her lead the way into the tavern. He can’t help himself. 

He took another breath to process this once more for himself. He always knew this day would come, but no preparing would be able to loosen the lump in his chest. 

He shook his head for Esmeralda as an answer for her question. 

“I’m very good at what I do...” 

Once they enter the tavern, Clopin looks around for an empty table for them to sit and order a couple drinks. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Moment of weakness (from your favorite teacher! lol)

Moment of Weakness: 22, My muse is in a frightened or nervous state

Clayton sat in the lighting booth after school, shaking with tears streaming down his face. This weekend was the weekend he was to visit his father. Surprisingly, even though he was a VK, he had to he get papers signed by the man. He had locked the door, but there were a few sets that a few teachers had.

[clopinthejester]

Of course when it comes down to it, he wants to do this for Clayton. It breaks his heart to know that he feels such pain and loneliness and Clopin wants to be able to give him the support he deserves. However… a slightly selfish motive. To see Frollo once again… to waltz into his cathedral as the hero his child, it was invigorating. He wants to see the look on the judge’s face more than anything. 

But as that thought lingers, the whispers in his head start to grow louder. He fidgeted and cleared his throat to focus back on the reality in front of him. He sat up straight again and chuckled with Clayton again. 

“Oh, I’m sure he does avoid it. I, however, have no issue sharing the adventures I’ve had with your father. Seeing the red in his face was the highlight of my younger days.” He laughed. Of course, he didn’t want to get too carried away with talking about Frollo like that. He was still Clayton’s father after all. He didn’t want to overstep a boundary. 

He chuckled and smiled at Clayton. He couldn’t help but be giddy about it. “I’m sure you’re right. And perhaps Esmeralda would enjoy to have you in her dancing classes as well.” Although, Fairy Godmother and I agreed it’s for the best to just not go into much detail about me, especially with the um–” 

He paused, his smile shifted. He’s sure Clayton knows since the other villains at the isle would talk about Frollo and his clashing with Clopin. Maleficent especially would probably be ecstatic to brag about one of the best curses she had given. 

“… with the curse.” He looked away from Clayton for a moment. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Clayton would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited to show Frollo up too. I mean, yeah, it’s good to have an adult that you can trust and for all intents and purposes, the boy does trust Clopin. Even if he wasn’t going to see his father, he’d take up his teacher on that any day of the week. But there was a little part of him that just wanted to rub it in Frollos face. Because Clayton knew that watching his own child who he abandoned go to his mortal enemy for support would piss him off so much.

“That’d be great! I’d love to hear them sometime!” He grinned. Of course, the villains of the isle didn’t know every story about his father. He was sure to hear a new one from Clopin. “Maybe then I can tell you about some of the shit I used to pull after I got kicked out.” He laughed.

He had been actually a little nervous to speak to Quasimodo or Esmerelda, though. He knew how much pain his father caused them and worried how it may effect their treatment of him. I mean…it’s not like he’s exactly the spitting image of Frollo but…you know, he still feared dropping his last name. He laughed, playing his nervousness off. “I ain’t much of a dancer…Might watch though.” He smiled.

It faded however, as Clopin mentioned the curse. Oh…right. He nearly forgot about it. “Oh…yeah.” He frowned, an almost apologetic look on his face as he glanced to the ground. “Well…I don’t know much about it but…I do know stuff about triggers so…I don’t know if I accidentally say stuff or do anything that triggers any visions or something…like…let me know.” He smiled again, a reassuring smile.

[clopinthejester]

Clopin was trying his best to hide his excitement. He can finally share with someone his childhood memories. Fairy Godmother didn’t want to hear of any negative experiences, Esmeralda was like a daughter to him, and Quasimodo had a very “pure” outlook on life and also had a relationship with Frollo so he wasn’t keen on knowing the troubles he caused either. He already could think of a dozen stories to tell Clayton. 

“Well, I’m sure they both would be delighted to meet you anyway. We don’t have to tell them your parentage of course, if you don’t want to, but I figure if you and I spend more time together, it’s only inevitable for them to see you as well. I see them all the time. Even – ugh – Doofus. I mean, Phoebus, our wonderful security guard, and my…lovely…son-in-law.” He grumbled  

When he mentioned triggers, he gave him an appreciative smile. “Thank you, Clayton. Don’t worry about that though, there’s not really a certain word or tick that gets to me. It kind of just happens sometimes. Well, I guess anything that reminds me of my past is sort of trigger. But that’s okay, really. I have my potions that help maintain everything going on up here.” He taps on his head. “And I’ve learned how to work through whenever it becomes a big more. And hey, who knows, maybe we’ll find a cure on the island as well as stick it to your old man.” He laughed. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

He smiled, giving Clopin a very thankful look. “Thanks. I mean…If you were able to figure it out so quickly, I’m sure they’ll find out one way or another. So it might be more honest to tell them upfront…maybe…” He raised a brow at this Doofus figure. He wasn’t gonna lie, he hadn’t heard all the specifics of his tales so he didn’t know any Phoebus. But, he sounded like an asshole so… “Ugh, cops.” He smirked. “Well I’m excited to meet them all. Do you think…they’ll like me?” He nervously pushed some of his hair away from his face.

Clayton smiled. Well it’s a good thing there wasn’t any specific triggers. There’s no telling how exdrodinarily guilty he’d feel if he accidentally triggered some sort of vision. “Well that’s good.” He was about to say ‘At least one of us is medicated’ but decided that it probably wasn’t the best time. “Well, if it starts to happen and you don’t have a potion…and I’m there, just like…tell me how I can help. Because I wanna help.” He smiled again.

Laughing a little he nodded. “Oh hell yeah! Can you imagine? Us going to the island to cure the curse and mess with Frollo! That’d be so fun!” Sounded like something right out of a fairy tale…but I suppose they were already apart of one anyways. “Ohh!! And I can show you where I used to hang out! I think…Oh my old boss has got to still be on the isle… And Xander…” He mumbled to himself, trying to piece together which of his old friends had come to auradon and which had stayed. He knew some of them went elsewhere, so it was a bit tricky.

[clopinthejester]

“Well, I was able to figure it out because you said your last name on the first day of classes.” He laughed. He sat straight again, smiling from ear to ear. “Are you kidding? They’re gonna love you! You’re absolutely nothing like your father, so naturally, you’ll have a loveable flair to yourself.” 

He took a sigh and stood from his seat. “Well, since the air has been cleared, I suppose I don’t have to really keep it a secret from you...” He walked over to the soundboard and unlocked the little filing cabinet beside it. He reached inside one of the drawers and took out a small vial of gold shimmering liquid. “I always keep a spare close by in case I run out, and I don’t have time to run home.” He took out a flask from his jacket pocket and emptied the vial into the flask, took a sip from it, and put it back in his jacket. 

After he took a drink of his potion, he took another breath so he can fully compose himself. He had started to hear faint whispering, but he wasn’t affected by it at all. This isn’t even severe enough to make him twitch, but he didn’t want to risk it getting worse and have it happen quickly in front of Clayton. 

He smiled more as Clayton happily reminisced. “I’d love to see it! And I can show you where my old hideouts used to be as well!” He chuckled. “I guess for now, before we both get a little ahead of ourselves... we should talk to fairy godmother. 

[clopinthejester]

Chad I&I Denton 

(cont.) @tooxldtorememxer

He wasn’t offended by the laughter, he just assumed he would be laughed at and then told to fuck off. When the older gentleman actually made a notion for Chad to follow, he was a little surprised. 

“Huh. Actually worked. And my middle school teacher said passing notes was pointless. Who’s laughing now, bitch?” The teen murmured to himself, chuckled, and then made his way out of the bar. 

He met the man around the corner and pulled out his own cigarette. 

“If it gets results, maybe the trouble is worth it.” He smirked. He lit up his cigarette and leaned against the wall beside the older man. 

“So, you got anything for me?” 

[clopinthejester]

Chad I&I Dorian 

(cont.) @tooxldtorememxer

The musician finished his final song for the night. He blew a kiss to the audience, which of course they ate up, and wish them all a beautiful night, almost as beautiful as him. 

He hopped down from the stage and merrily made his way to the bar. He greeted the bartender on a first name basis and ordered his favorite drink, a Sazerac. And then like magic, it was slid right over to him by the same man he winked at earlier. 

Chad smirked and turned himself to face the man, one arm leaning on the bar and the other picking up the ruby colored drink and taking a sip. His emerald hues circled with smokey eyeliner gazed over at the man. 

“Hey, I got two eyes. I can have my looks on two different things. Although, as much as I love a good Sazerac, I feel myself being pulled away to have my full attention on something else.” He winked at him again. 

It was then that a couple of women gathered the courage enough to ask for an autograph. They seemed shy and giggly. Chad happily obliged and signed a napkin for them, as well as a kiss on their cheeks that had them nearly faint. They ordered another drink for the musician on them before the skittered away. 

Chad turned back to the man with another smile. He had to wonder if that phased him or not. Chad was as much an attention whore as he was an alcoholic, so any chance of seeing slight jealousy would send him over the moon. 

“Did you enjoy the show as well?” he asked the other man. 

[clopinthejester]

So I started Umbrella Academy 

So it might be an all young Chad day today :P 

[clopinthejester]

Klaus from the Umbrella Academy is the perfect chaotic energy for Chad.

Oh my god I know right!?

I haven’t actually seen Umbrella Academy yet but I’ve seen clips and Klaus makes me go crazy cause he IS Chad!

I mean seriously, Klaus, Nathan, this guy is just Chad all around

[tooxldtorememxer]

clopinthejester‌:

@tooxldtorememxer  (cont.) 

“Don’t think I could even if I wanted to.” He smirked. He caught Luke’s shirt in his lap and twisted it to hang over his shoulders. He watched Luke dance to the music and was smiling the entire time. The man knew exactly how to move those hips and have a good time. Chad was shirtless but with his blazer still on and his own jeans remained buttoned, for now. He wanted to wait and see if he would be the one to take them off or not later. He bit his bottom lip watching Luke tease him and hover over his lap. He started tracing his hands over his thighs gently.

He let Chad touch him, but the moment he got a little too far up he reached down and grabbed his wrist, pulling them back with a teasing smile and clicked his tongue at him. “Nu-hu. daring touches is extra.” he winked at him before he let go of his wrists once more and placed them on Chad’s shoulders but easily worked their way down his chest and under the fabric of the blazer. He then left his lap, working his way around him but never taking his own hands off of his warm soft skin. As he stood behind him he bent down a little further, nipping at his ear, breathing softly into it as his hands caressed him still. “You do seem to enjoy yourself.” he sniggered and moved to his other ear, giving it the same attention as the first, however one hand sneaked it’s way up along his chest again and his neck where he felt his hand fitted perfectly around it if he so desired, but he moved just a little bit further to press his thumb on the underside of his chin to get him to tip his head back, giving him easier acess to his lips even if it were an odd angle to work with.

[clopinthejester]

He was startled when Luke grabbed him but he smirked still, very much enjoying the teasing dominance. “You’re so right, how foolish. Forgive me.” He chuckled. He shut his eyes and let his body react to such delicate touches and teasing gestures. He wanted to enjoy everything and keeps his eyes closed left himself open to be more sensitive to Luke. So it came as a surprise when he felt him nip at his ear. He shuddered and groaned, leaning his head side to the side as Luke switched over. “How could I not?” He groaned again, shifting in his seat as his pants become tight. He leaned his head back with Luke touching under his chin and he opened his eyes to meet Luke’s. “I don’t know how much longer I can obey the rules, I might just have to pay extra.” He chuckled, tilting his head further to meet have his lips meet the other’s. 

[tooxldtorememxer]

clopinthejester‌:

He couldn’t help but let out a snort at being called fruity. “Wow. So lame.” He laughed. He knew he didn’t judge him for what he drank. He knew Luke wasn’t that kind of person. 

He smirked, picturing someone plucking any grey hair he might have. Although, he wasn’t sure why he would go to such lengths. Sure, Chad would rather die than find any grey hairs, but he didn’t think Luke might feel the same way. “Punishment? For you or for them?” He chuckled. 

“I suppose you’re right. Can’t always get the girl. I guess I’ll be on the lookout for the next one. Unless of course, you want to take me home.” He smirked again, rolling his eyes at his next statement. “No, I won’t fall. Gimme a little more credit.” 

“For me for growing grey hairs and having her do this self-employed job of taking care of it.” he grinned and folded rolled his eyes. because he knew Lucy would freak out and try to fix the problem, that he didn’t even know that he had, for him. She was vain enough for the both of them, and Luke was still pretty vain himself. Grey hairs was not a concern tho.

“Aw, how flattering to know that you think of me.” he gave a little fake smile and pressed his hand against his chest with his head tilted to the side. “You really know how to make a guy feel special.” he chuckled and carefully retracted his hand from Chard’s arm. He wouldn’t be able to catch him if he fell, because he wouldn’t be able to see it coming, so to speak. “However, I am a gentleman and I will bring your drunk-self home to a safe environment and save the next lady the effort of rejecting another drunk. Just don’t bring any umbrellas with you because Tony likes to spread them around the apart mend and the next morning I will step on them.” it had happened more than once that he’d suddenly felt the pain of stepping on something sharp that turned out to be a broken toothpick of a tiny umbrella. He also wouldn’t dream about leaving Chad alone in this state at a bar and just go home, that would be rude and possibly dangerous for the other man.

[clopinthejester]

“Well, hey, you’re helping someone out with their self employed life. Gotta count for something. You just gotta take the punishment and let them fix your hair.” he laughed. 

He smirked and leaned back, watching Luke give him the fake smile and gestures. He almost fell back, however, and he stumbled more than a normal person would before settling back onto the bar stool. Not without making the stool legs skid on the floor before he was leaning the other way. “Of course I think of you. How can I not? Although, I should probably stop, otherwise I’ll be on the verge of creating a public display of admiration, and the cops call that ‘public indecency’ for some reason.” Another laugh. He snapped his fingers when he heard about the umbrella. “I knew that was him!” He took another drink of his fruity delicious drink and then hailed the bar tender over. 

“Come on, how bout one more drink for the two of us and then we head on home before I become more of a hassle than usual?” 

[blefloga]

clopinthejester‌:

He could see the look on her face and it felt like his world was ripping apart. He knew one day she would know, she was more than old enough to become aware of the cruel world. But he wanted to hold onto her as the girl he raised as long as he could. Now that she knows that there’s blood on his hands, he’s terrified to know what that means for them now. 

He sighed and went over to her, reaching a hand to help her up. 

“Come on, let’s go drink ourselves into a coma.”

Esmeralda signs as she rubs her face before looking up the man who took care of her for so many years.

She knew the world was a vile place for many years, but she chose to ignore it. She only saw the beauty in it. Not the hate, not the violence, nor the poverty.

Everyone to her was equal. Even if people did not see her equal, that was okay with her.

She looked at his hand and hesitated a moment before she sighs and takes his hand, standing up with his help.

“I could definitely go for that.”

[clopinthejester]

He wouldn’t blame her if she rejected him. But when she took his hand, he exhaled a breath he had been holding and for a second was overjoyed. He nodded and led her away from the alley and to where they can both drink the night away. 

He wasn’t as affectionate with her as he usually is. He would normally have an arm around her or engage in playful banter or jokes, but for now he wanted to give her the extra space to be as comfortable as she can with all of this. 

“You know... as hard as it may be, and uncomfortable for the both of us... if you want to ask anything, it’s okay. I can answer to my best knowledge. I swear, nothing is off the table.” 

[mystifyingmuses]

“I know you far better than you think you know yourself.”

A flash of emerald eyes charged with defiance, gazed in the direction of the man who was more like a brother to her, than a mentor. Yet, her eyes softened and her agitated stance loosened, crossing her arms under her ample chest. A deep sigh passed through the dancers nose, as she gently shook her head.

“Forgive me, my anger doesn’t reside with you.” Raven black locks fell over her naked shoulders, as she titled her head a little to the side. “You know me… and my rash behaviour. You know I can’t stand for injustice.” Esmeralda scoffed at the last, gazing over at her ‘king’.

“What would you have had me do? Let them beat, mock and torture the hunchback? You know I couldn’t have just stood by and let them do that.”

[clopinthejester]

He sighed heavily and crossed his arms at the same time as she did hers. They were truly alike.  

“Yes, I know more than anyone of your impulsive behavior. It takes my back to my own youth… or last week.” He shrugged. He couldn’t help but smile at her, seeing himself a bit in her. He raised her, he’s helped her grow into the beautiful, strong woman that she is now. However, times like this, it’s like a thorn in his side. 

Clopin sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose of his unmasked face. His chestnut eyes gazed back to Esmeralda. 

“I understand. I would be lying if I said I thought that was okay out there. That got wildly out of control, and perhaps I played some part in it by putting the poor boy on the stage so hastily like that. But, Essie, I don’t think you get exactly what you’ve done. We have been fighting for any shred of fairness and decency for our people, and in one fell swoop, you pissed off the one guy who’s in charge of how the public thinks of us! We’re already seen as thieves and witches, and with this… well, I don’t know now! Let’s also not forget the fact that you just disappeared after that show and just now felt like showing up! I know that’s not something actually problematic since we do that all the time, but I was worried about you, so now I’m just yelling because I don’t know how else to express my worry!” 

[mystifyingmuses]

Esmeralda had incurred Clopin’s wrath before, as a child and teen, even more so now as an adult. It amused her how alike she had shaped up to be like her protector, but also how she became a pain in his backside. Sometimes it was fun, but now… now Esmeralda has messed up with the only intent of doing good.

“Your blood pressure is going to burst.” Esmeralda reached out a hand and placed it upon his forearm. “I know and I’m sorry. I just.. he was being treated no different from the rest of us. I couldn’t stand there and do nothing.”

Releasing her hold, the dancer heaved a deep breath. “I left as soon as it was safe to do so. Now I’m not sure how to make this better or if I even can.”

[clopinthejester]

“Oh, no doubt. If it’s not the blood pressure, it will be from an alcoholic coma... or being stabbed... I have a bet for whichever gets me first.” 

He sighed and shifted uncomfortably. He couldn’t think of any way that the event at the square could have gone differently. Any interference would have resulted in Frollo sending guards after them, no matter what. And what Esmeralda did was indeed heroic and made him proud. 

“Well you didn’t have to insult him.” He mumbled. “But you’re right. You couldn’t just stand there and do nothing. You’re a far better person of compassion than I am.” He smiled at her. 

He thought about what lies ahead, however. What it means for Esmeralda and the rest of their people. 

“I won’t lie to you Essie, in Frollo’s eyes, this is almost an act of war with him...” He leaned closer to her and smirked once more, speaking lowly as if what he was saying was actually a secret. “But as someone who has been at war with the man for the last twenty years, I must say -- welcome to the club.” He laughed. “Now, on a serious note, this means serious business on our side. No one should be going anywhere alone and I’m not sure if it’s in best interest for nightly venture at all. I think we all should be in the court of miracles right at nightfall, as well as extra security measures. He’s going to be hunting us down more than ever. Which means I may have to take...” He paused, pursing his lips and shifting sights between Esmeralda and the floor. “...’precautions’ a bit more than usual.”  

[mystifyingmuses]

“I know you far better than you think you know yourself.”

A flash of emerald eyes charged with defiance, gazed in the direction of the man who was more like a brother to her, than a mentor. Yet, her eyes softened and her agitated stance loosened, crossing her arms under her ample chest. A deep sigh passed through the dancers nose, as she gently shook her head.

“Forgive me, my anger doesn’t reside with you.” Raven black locks fell over her naked shoulders, as she titled her head a little to the side. “You know me… and my rash behaviour. You know I can’t stand for injustice.” Esmeralda scoffed at the last, gazing over at her ‘king’.

“What would you have had me do? Let them beat, mock and torture the hunchback? You know I couldn’t have just stood by and let them do that.”

[clopinthejester]

He sighed heavily and crossed his arms at the same time as she did hers. They were truly alike.  

“Yes, I know more than anyone of your impulsive behavior. It takes my back to my own youth... or last week.” He shrugged. He couldn’t help but smile at her, seeing himself a bit in her. He raised her, he’s helped her grow into the beautiful, strong woman that she is now. However, times like this, it’s like a thorn in his side. 

Clopin sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose of his unmasked face. His chestnut eyes gazed back to Esmeralda. 

“I understand. I would be lying if I said I thought that was okay out there. That got wildly out of control, and perhaps I played some part in it by putting the poor boy on the stage so hastily like that. But, Essie, I don’t think you get exactly what you’ve done. We have been fighting for any shred of fairness and decency for our people, and in one fell swoop, you pissed off the one guy who’s in charge of how the public thinks of us! We’re already seen as thieves and witches, and with this... well, I don’t know now! Let’s also not forget the fact that you just disappeared after that show and just now felt like showing up! I know that’s not something actually problematic since we do that all the time, but I was worried about you, so now I’m just yelling because I don’t know how else to express my worry!”