#mime reader

[heartfullofleeches]

injecting mute darlings and their freakishly tall yans into my veins-

mime reader and their murder clowns

bunny vampire and their wolf frat

groundskeeper and their mix of slashers/monsters

this wasn't on purpose but i like it

[meep-mooo]

Talk to Me

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Chapter 5: Sex and Guns? (smut)

a:n: you don't have to read it you won't be missing much 😭 it's just pure smut, the plot will continue next chapter, i'll make a summery next chapter if you don't wanna read it!! it's also been MONTHS since i written smut so it might not be S tier...C tier at best

cw: jax is aggressive, cream pie, sorta coercion?? it’s jax he’s always pushy, p in v,

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"Today's adventure is... gonna be a bit of a short one, due to the Favorite Character Awards. But it'll be a perfect opportunity to showcase your guys' strengths to the press!"

"Huh?" Pomni and Zooble said collectively.

"In The Caine Leagues, we have the 400 Meter Vertical Skedaddle, Bisection Boogie Eggball, Lateral Hijinks, Orange Sport, Ball Run, Walk Ball, Run Walk, and Ball Ball! These sports are surely going to—"

Zooble stopped him right there, "Uh, yeah, sorry, no. I'm not gonna be on a team with that one."

"Zooble, why does all you do is complaining? I never know what you want!"

"We had a whole suggestion box for that." They replied, crossing their arms.

"Yeah, Y/n, Zooble and I constantly say we like more chill and relaxing adventures." Pomni added.

"The suggestion box just causes interpersonal drama. And me no likey." Caine pouted.

"Alright! You REALLY wanna know what I want?"

Caine flinched, "Oh no."

"I want the ability to have s3x."

You and Jax matched the same, amused surprised expression. "No way. Are we FINALLY having this conversation?"

Upon hearing this, Caine begins to stammer somewhat before convulsing and glitching. Everyone watched closely before he disappeared again.

A shift happened, you felt...weird. You looked at everyone else and they're all shrugging, some are blushing. This can't be real.

But the heat feeling inside of you only grew. Did Zooble actually triggered Caine to accidentally release the block?

You couldn't take it anymore, can't even focus. You held your breath to not be seen and power walked to your room before "slamming" the door shut. You planted on the plain black beanbag.

This is so fucking embarrassing...hey I can cuss now.

Pushed your embarrassment to the side, you slowly slid your hand down your pants and shivered at the contact. This can't be real.

Your door immediately swung open, making you flinch and pull your hand out. Jax's chest was rapidly moving up and down.

You scribbled in your notebook, "u ok??"

"Stop acting oblivious. We all know what Caine accidentally did." His ears flopped.

"release the filter?"

Jax looked away, a red tint spreading across his face. "I'm like a damn rabbit in heat." He mumbled.

You scribbled again, "why did u come in here?"

Jax huffed, "Stop playing dumb. You know why I'm here."

"jax i'm not gonna fuck you"

He tossed your notebook to the side and got on his knees, down to your level. He placed his hands on either side of your shoulder, gripping them a little too tight. "I don't know what Caine did to make the sensitivity high, but I know for a damn fact that you were wanting to fuck yourself. Holding your breath to disappear and go to your room?" He chuckled, "Don't think I didn't notice."

Even if you could talk you didn't know what to say. The heat in your pants only became heightened. You clenched your thighs together, praying that you could get this release soon.

Jax's eyes glanced to your thighs rubbing together and smirked, "You want this too don't you?"

You shamelessly nod, then pointed to your notebook. Jax rolled his eyes out of annoyance and handed it to you, then immediately writing, "will this ruin our friendship?"

Jax squinted his eyes. Friendship? He didn't even want to think about that. That's a future problem for him to deal with. He relaxed his face, pupils dilating before finally shaking his head, "Trust me, it won't. We can even forget this if ya want."

You tossed your notebook to the side and anxiously shimmied out of your pants. Jax immediately lost patience and yanked them off of you, pushing your thighs right against your chest, immediately exposing your wet cunt. You silently whimpered out of embarrassment, but your new pussy says so otherwise, dying to get touched.

Jax was practically drooling, but he doesn't do foreplay, he wants immediate pleasure now, not wanting to waste any time just in case of Caine realized what he did earlier.

"Hold your legs like that," He demanded while undoing his overalls. His dick sprung out, already leaking out pre-cum. He gave himself a few pumps, shivering to his own touch because of how much he missed his dick.

He lined his cock against your pussy, slowly inserting himself because of how tight you were due to the lack of foreplay.

If only Jax could hear you whimper and moan out of the stinging pain. He's missing that noise, but was too horny to even care, all he could think right now was how tight your pussy is clenching around his dick, "Ffuck you're so tight...too bad I can't hear you." He breathy chuckled. He grip tightened around your thighs, thrusting his dick in and barely out.

Since he couldn't hear your moans, whimpers, and breathing, he watched your face do all of the talking. Flustered written all over you, mouth shaped of an O, tears slightly escaping, and nodding your head up and down to let him know that you're actually enjoying this. He bit his lip, thrusting faster and deeper to the point where he's kissing your cervix.

"Sh-it," He huffed, "What are you doing to me."

With one hand still gripping your thigh, the other made its way to the hem of your shirt and pulled it up so he can see your tits. Fuck he missed this so much. He was in heat, and he doesn't want to admit it but he finds you so fucking hot in this state.

Your fingers traveled down to your aching clit to rub it but Jax pushed it away and replaced your hand with his. He lightly rubbed it in circles, making your back arch off of the bean bag.

Jax tried so hard to not make any noise, not for others sake, but for his. He doesn't want to be seen as vulnerable right now but after he slipped out a whimper he couldn't hold it back anymore.

And my god you were in heaven, and if you could make noise it would bounce off of the walls and everyone could possibly hear you.

"I wish I could hear you," He huffed out, "I need to hear you."

He rubbed your clit a little faster, and you nodded your head frantically mouthing the words that you're about to cum.

Your body trembled as the orgasm took complete control, mouth opened so wide that Jax could only imagine hearing those loud orgasms, and swore that he saw you "moan" out his name.

"Ffu-ck!" Jax cried out a little too loud and immediately filled you up with his cum. With him still buried in you he planted his body onto yours and panted, trying to catch his breath.

You froze, wanted to hold him in place but was too afraid he was gonna pull back. He's like a cat that doesn't want to be touched, but can only touch others.

Jax slowly leaned back up and pulled himself out, dick pulsating. He exhaled and pulled up his overalls again, glancing down at your flustered face and shaking legs. Your eyes were like puppy dog eyes, just begging.

Jax was the one who put your pants back onto you and even pulled them up while you were still sitting on the beanbag. He didn't make any eye contact, just focused on putting your pants back on. He would occasionally glance, but was too frighten too. Why did he do this? He can't get close. Now he's too far deep. He wants to leave your room while you get yourself dressed again but he couldn't bear himself to do that.

He grab ahold of your hands and stood you up, eyes now locked together. "Thanks," was all he said before turning around.

You quickly grabbed his wrist to prevent him from leaving, he sighed out of annoyance and turned around. You quickly picked up the notebook and scribbled with messy handwriting, "what now??"

He shrugged, not thinking this through, "Not tell anyone?"

You agreed. This shit is going to be so messy now. How did you even allow yourself to do this.

But on the other hand...you really missed getting fucked, and always found him attractive since you got here.

Jax placed his hand on your shoulder, "You okay? I know I didn't prep you or anything."

You lightly smiled, scribbling, "it was nice, i liked it"

He chuckled, "I bet you're gonna miss my dick once Caine puts the filter back on."

You shamelessly nodded, "ur gonna miss my pussy"

"I'm gonna be thinking about that probably for the rest of my life in here. If I don't abstract of course." He said in a joking manner but deep down you both know he's not joking.

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Digital Circus with a Mime Reader, who CAN speak but prefers to use sign language and gestures: they find find Kaufmo in the middle of abstracting and try to calm him down (against their better judgement). It doesn't go well, ending with them locking and closing Kaufmo's door, and running to find Caine... Only to hear the theme song suddenly stop and Jax say something about a "new character" as they approach...

Ough finally some Kaufmo angst-

........

Approaching Kaufmo's door, you stopped in front of it and politely knocked, wanting to check up on him before Caine could summon everybody to perform the Digital Circus' "theme song" musical number.

As of late, your fellow clown hasn't been feeling up to snuff, since apparently nobody was laughing at his jokes anymore...

Although said jokes have all mentioned something about an exit--a way out of the digital realm you've grown quite comfortable living in. But even when he is dead serious, the others are convinced he's only kidding around, pretending to laugh and sometimes asking him if he could joke about something else.

Least to say...it grew frustrating for him.

The only reason he hadn't totally lost it yet was because of you, a mime who has lived in the circus for the past five months and befriended him quickly. Together you've put on many acts: with his wacky props and your invisible techniques, your shows were amusing to all.

That being said, you didn't want your longtime partner to think about any exits too much, as you've lost several friends in the past when they started talking about the same thing.

It happened to Queener, Kinger's beloved wife, and the poor chess piece has been on the brink of abstraction ever since (honestly, it's a miracle he didn't immediately follow her).

Fortunately, he remained stable enough to be around everyone.

As for Kaufmo?

He didn't look so good last night at dinner, and you haven't seen him all morning. Normally he'd be up and about, juggling random things as he walked or approaching you to brainstorm new acts to perform.

Him locking himself away in his room was not normal.

Especially when he knew this musical number was super important to Caine.

After waiting a minute or two, you perked up as he finally answered the door.

At first you smiled in greeting, although that was quick to fade when he only kept it open just a crack--enough for you to barely see his face...

Which bore a terrified expression underneath his runny makeup, making his frown look worse than it actually is. His hat was nowhere to be found, either.

''Are you okay, Kaufmo?" You signed, eyebrows furrowed in worry.

That was your usual way of talking, despite knowing you could very well speak freely. You had no clue if you were proficient in sign language before entering this circus, but regardless it always came in handy, and everybody did their best to communicate with you that way (or at least those with fingers, unlike Zooble or Gangle).

Since your performances usually involved silence and expressive gestures, you didn't see a need to talk often--and that was usually fine with Kaufmo, who'd always chatter with you in sign language right back.

But when he attempted to respond, you swore you both saw his own hands glitching, before he quickly retracted them, clearly frightened.

You, on the other hand, wanted to believe it was just a "digital hallucination".

That's all it was...right?

"I-I'm sorry, [y/n]..haven't been..feeling like myself-f-f lately.." Even his own voice was betraying him, as it sounded distorted, lagging as though he was a slow computer program. "But you believe me, don't you?"

"Believe what?"

"The...the exit, of course! The thing I've been talking about this whole time!! It's real! There IS a way out!! I-I can show you!!"

You blinked, before shaking your head. "Kaufmo, let me in."

"Oh no, I think that's a bad id--wait! Wait!!" Despite his pleas for you to stop, you forced your way into his room, shutting the door behind you so nobody else could intrude or eavesdrop.

The last thing you needed was Caine listening in.

Yet after taking a look around at the state of his quarters--with everything being a complete mess and the word "EXIT" scrawled onto every square inch of the ceiling and walls--you were nothing short of terrified for his mental well-being.

'My god....what has he done..?' You thought to yourself, mortified.

"No, no, no, no!!"

Looking back at Kaufmo, you saw him back up against the wall, holding his face as black glitchy polygons started appearing on his body. He gasped in horror, looking at his hands...and then up at you.

"What's..h-happening to me-e-e?"

Your heart sunk, knowing exactly what was going on.

"You're abstracting.." You whispered, your voice small yet shaken.

"I-I didn't...think I'd be next...it hurts so much! Christ-!!!" He began crying, his makeup oozing as he stared at you with empty, soulless black eyes. One of his arms was already taken over by the glitches, morphing into a large one covered in jagged polygons.

"Make it stop..MAKE IT STOP!!!" He screamed, slumping to the floor.

You were frozen in a state of panic, unsure if you should go get Caine or stay here and try to pull him out of his abstraction.

Either way, you had to do something fast...lest you lose him forever or become infected yourself.

"Just focus on me, pal. I'm here. I'm here." Kneeling down, you grasped his non-glitching hand tightly with both of yours, attempting to guide him through a breathing exercise.

"You'll get through this." You mouthed, but he just shook his head, noticing a single glowing eye forming on the surface of the glitchy flesh.

"Wh-Whatever you do...don't tell Caine, I beg you-u.." He pleaded. "He'll lock me away...a-and I'll be all alone in the dark..I don't wanna be alone.."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you shook your head, and he gazed at you in confusion. "What do you mean "no"? You'd let him throw me into the cellar with the rest of them...?" He started to grow angrier, feeling betrayed. "I thought we were partners!"

"We are partners, Kaufmo. Always will be." You sighed, wishing there was another way to stop this from happening. "But there's nothing more I can do...he needs to know-"

"Fine...maybe things will be better if I'm not around to tell my stupid jokes anymore."

"Kaufmo-"

"Go....run, [y/n]...run-n-n-nnNNNN------"

Immediately after he said that, you let him go right as his other hand quickly became overtaken by the abstraction, almost taking you with it.

You got up and took a step backwards, watching in mute terror as he rapidly grew in size, turning into a massive amalgamation of glitch black polygons. Even more glowy-trippy eyes were popping up in different places, looking in every direction.

Within seconds, Kaufmo no longer resembled the clown you once knew (or a person, in general)....but was instead replaced by a horrific digital beast with a long neck, standing on four legs.

You gulped as every single eye on his body suddenly shifted to stare directly down at you.

'Uh-oh-'

You hastily created an invisible wall just as he lunged at you with a ferocious roar, slamming right into the illusion like a bird smacking into a glass pane.

'He still falls for the oldest trick in the book..oh Kaufmo..'

Although it pained your heart to abandon him like this, he was too far gone to be saved. He didn't even recognize you anymore.

The only thing you could do now was get Caine before he harmed you or anybody else--even if it means you never saw him again. He could very well threaten the entire stability of this world if he got loose.

You quickly ran out of the room just before he could break through the "wall" and go after you, slamming the door shut and locking it tight.

Moments later, you heard him ram into it, the hinges damn near breaking off (but by the grace of cartoon physics, that didn't happen).

You wiped the sweat from your forehead, making a mad dash out of the dormitory section of the tent in a desperate search for Caine.

Unfortunately, you could already hear Bubble's singing in the distance as the gang's musical number routine was already starting:

"Gangle, and Zooble, and Kinger, too~!"

You ran as fast as your legs could possibly carry you. They were already aware of both of your absences, and they chose to go on with the song anyways.

'Jerks..they couldn't at least wait for me?' You huffed. 'Caine never tells us when we're doing these musical ditties-'

By the time you arrived, however, you heard the music abruptly cut out.

You stopped upon seeing your friends tumbled over each other on the floor, with Gangle's comedy mask being broken and Jax picking himself up in annoyance.

"Caine, is this one of your NPCs or is this a new sucker?"

Blinking, you glanced at the new person he was referring to, surprised to see a girl dressed as a red and blue jester.

"........."

Now you couldn't say anything to Caine.

Not right now, at least.

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Mime Reader, signing: I will crash this van if you don't give me a night to myself.

Pink Murder Clown: Dear, surely you understand we keep an eye on you because we want to keep you safe, no?

Blue: We'd never forgive ourselves if you got hurt :,(

Green: Nor the perpetrators

Yellow: You won't do it. Mimey is too sweet to hurt us. [Gets closer as they whisper in the mime's ear] Crash the car. Crash the car. Crash-

Orange: Ha! Good luck- You'd have to pry the wheel out of Red's dead hands.

[The clown says nothing, but glares at the mime with a stare of warning.]

Mime Reader: >:(

Purple: Aw, they're so cute when they're mad. Another reason why we can't left you off by your lonesome. Somebody else might snatch you from us.

[The mime grips their hands tightly as if they're angrily grabbing the wheel of a car.]

Purple: Whoa, whoa- Let's not do something you'll regret.

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Talk to Me (Jax x Reader) (completed)

D: Like everyone else, you got transformed into the Digital Circus and you just so happened to have a mime avatar. Mimes can't talk right? Can't talk about complex feelings, or hold an actual conversation, you and Jax have a LOT in common.

Including abstractions.

a/n: most original writing with some scenes from the episodes,

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Chapter 1: Ah $&*%, I Can’t Speak

Chapter 2: I F#%*+^% Hate Ghosts

Chapter 3: I F#%^+^ Love the Stupid Sauce

Chapter 4: I Miss Dancing…and Talking

Chapter 5: Sex and Guns? (smut)

Chapter 6: Just Guns

Chapter 7: “couldnt sleep”

Chapter 8: Talk to Me

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Talk to Me (Jax)

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a/n: there's some jazz dance terminology, it's okay if you don't know what it is bc it's just 3 short paragraphs. i tried to explain them as well. oh yeah, smut is happening in this fic, prob next chapter who knows

Chapter 4: I Miss Dancing…and Talking

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You spat out the water from the adventure.

"Gross." Jax said.

"Well, that sure could have gone better. But I'm sure the next adventure would be less...uh, wet." Ragatha rung out the water from her dress.

Caine yelled, "That's it! Everybody besides Zooble, get over here! Everyone, I'm going to pitch to you some adventure ideas, and I'm going to ask you to give me your honest opinions on them."

"I was gonna sleep." Jax crossed his arms.

You wrote in the notebook, "why do u always sleep?"

"To get away from everyone." He mumbled, chewing on the inside of his cheek.

You looked at him with skepticism.

Caine continued, "Alright! So I've got an adventure where you all tour my amazing chocolate factory, and get killed off one by one from OSHA violations,  one where a sentient cardiovascular system goes to war against the United States military, and one where you have to survive in a post-apocalyptic nuclear wasteland with a telepathic talking dog who's mean to you the whole time! What do you think?"

"Uh, I don't know. They all sound a little...uh, dark?" Ragatha chirped.

"I can't tell a compelling story where nothing bad happens! Where's the intrigue? The stakes?"

"You know," Zooble started, "you could always try the suggestion box again. I honestly didn't hate the last one we did with it."

"You!... didn't hate it?"

"It was kind of refreshing doing something grounded in reality."

Pomni raised her hand, "Yeah, I...really didn't mind...that one, either."

"Uh, what about the rest of you?"

You violently shook your head no while everyone else talked.

"Well, how am I gonna please everybody if you all like different things?!"

"Maybe just keep your adventures open at all times and let us do whatever we want, when we want." Zooble stated.

"Okay, well, how about this? We'll do a LIGHTNING ROUND, going through all suggestions in the suggestion box in rapid succession! And if you don't like one, you can all vote to skip it!"

"What? Like, now?" Pomni asked.

"That's right! So, grab your bones and pop your pansies, 'cause here we go!"

Caine created a large portal and pushed everyone inside. Some debated not to, and once the world regenerated Jax smiled, "Oh, wait, I know what this is! Hi, everyone! In today's episode of "Poach Everything", I'm going to be hunting the critically endangered red ribbon rhinoceros."

Jax pointed his gun at the rhinoceros, shooting it. Jax chases the rhino like a rabid dog, tearing the ribbon apart with his mouth.

"Oh my god." Zooble said with disgust.

"Ahh, delicious meat! One down, four to go!"

"Don't you mean 5? Wait, why is Y/n the only one that's not an animal?!" They yelled.

"Oh yeah, completely forgot about her."

Pomni added, "You sure? I think it's because you don't want to shoot Y/n?"

"H-Hey! No!"

"Sure." She teased.

"Alright, I'm calling a vote." Zooble said, "Let's skip this one... and also make Jax a vegan for the rest of the day."

"You can't do that...What do you mean you can do that?! Let's make a vote to make Y/n talk for a day!"

Wait-"What?...Oh my god."

Jax's jaw dropped, "No way! That worked?"

"No no no no no! How?...Caine could've let me talk!? This entire time??!" You screamed out.

Kinger screamed back.

Pomni jumped in, "I thought Caine couldn't...never mind." 

Jax pulled you in closer to him, "Nice to hear you talk! Now I can purposely forget and ignore you!"

"F%%^ off!"

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"Wait, what? Why me?" Pomni stammered, looking down at her presidential outfit.

"Eh, I thought a position of power suited you." Jax replied.

"What am I supposed to be?...God it feels so weird to hear my voice again."

"The department of military or something." Jax said.

Zooble groaned, "Oh my god, are these all gonna be Jax's ideas?!"

"Well, Ms. President, it looks like there are some new developments in the ongoing war between Australia and New Zealand. We may need to take in some refugees. What do you think?" Kinger replied.

"Wh- how do you know what to do? What?" Pomni replied.

"I think we should send in Y/n to defeat the Australian!"

"Me?! No! I don't know anything about the military!"

Kinger motioned the two of you to go under Pomni's desk. "We all got briefs on our characters. I'm your assistant Pomni! And Y/n, you're in charge of fighting back! Didn't you get one too? I figured we were all on the same page here. But, if not, you're gonna have to tap into those golden improv skills."

"Oi, mate! I'm an Australian extremist, and I've come to detonate this bomb that'll release all the world's deadliest spiders into..." Jax looked over and saw you between Kinger and Pomni, "Did I pick a bad time?"

"Why wouldn't the president have a bomb squad?!" Pomni yelled. "Isn't this supposed to be Y/n's job!"

"I'm just apart of the military according to Jax."

"Very weird to hear you talk." Pomni replied, "Not complaining though...and which wire do I cut?"

"Follow your heart." Jax said.

"You stay out of this! Shouldn't Y/n arrest you... or something?"

"I don't want to get handcuffed by her!"

Gangle busted through the door, "Hi! I'm a New Zealand extremist, and... I... don't know what New Zealanders threaten people with-" BOOM

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"Anime?" You looked around to see everyone wearing school uniforms.

"What is this? I don't like this." Jax looked at his new clothes.

"At least we finally have one that's by someone else." Zooble spoke.

"Can you believe this, Pomni? First Gangle draws anime, now she drags us all into one. She must be one of those, uhh... losers."

"You threw me out of a moving truck."

"Fine, I guess I'll talk to Y/n!" Jax stood up and sat on your desk, "So, you liking your new speaking abilities?"

"Why did you even suggest that?"

He shrugged, "It's easier to get a reaction out of you."

You squinted your eyes, "You sure? Because I think you did it so you can hear my voice and actually talk to me." You teased.

Jax scoffed, "Uh no? Why would I care about that? Let's vote on Y/n going back to silence!"

Everyone voted no.

"Ha!" You laughed in his face.

"Alright, class. Today we're gonna learn the popular foreign language known as...English?" Kinger said.

"This is boring. I vote we skip it." Jax yawned.

"Shut up, we're not skipping it!" Zooble said.

"Slice-of-life animes are the worst ones. It's embarrassing! I mean, I guess it's not as embarrassing as that time Gangle took an anime figure and-"

"Actually, yeah! We can skip it, that's fine! Let's skip this one!" Gangle stammered.

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"Are we just... chilling for this one? Can I finally relax?" Pomni sat down on the grass.

You sat beside of her, "Yeah! This was my suggestion."

Jax planted on the other side of you. "Do you think Gangle is actually capable of being happy?"

Pomni tilted her head, "Are you asking me or Y/n?"

"Y/n, duh! Tomorrow she won't talk again! Gotta get all of my questions out."

Pomni sighed and walked away to sit with Kinger and Ragatha.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking questions? Because I have a lot."

"Fine, ask a question."

"Why are you so mean to people?"

"I'm not mean! I'm just being honest."

"Really? Because you act so mean to others. Maybe that's why you don't have any friends."

Jax glared at you, "I wish I didn't make you talk."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

He let out a long exhale and laid down. "What made you want to go star gaze?"

You laid down as well, "I loved the stars. When I was little I would go outside when my parents start fighting and look at the stars, they calm me."

Jax didn't say anything, he glanced over at you, your eyes reflecting the stars from above. It was..pretty.

~~~

"Gimme a whiskey sour. But hold the egg white, since I'm a vegan. Wha-- I hate this! How is this even possible? I thought Caine couldn't--" Jax groaned.

"I'm still confused as to why I couldn't talk until now." You took a shot and shivered because of the burn. You looked down at your flapper dress. "Interesting." You mumbled.

Kinger and Ragatha walked in and ordered some drinks.

"You know your way around alcohol, huh?" Pomni said to Zooble.

"Yeah. This was one of my suggestions. I worked at a bar briefly. I like making drinks."

Jax scoffed, "That sounds fitting for you."

"I know there's an implication there, but I can't be bothered to figure it out."

Jax turned towards the jester, "So, Pomni. You ever have any jobs, or are you too young for that?"

"I'm 25 years old. And yeah, I was an accountant for a- a supermarket chain. I would seek out mild thrills. Like exploring abandoned buildings, you know? And posting videos of it online."

"Ah, a YouTuber!"

"Not really. Nobody watched them. It was just something I did for me."

"I used to dance," You added, "I was good at it too."

Jax laughed, "I doubt it."

"Oh really? Want me to show you?"

"Not really-"

You pulled Jax out of his seat and held his hands in a classic jazz position. "Does anybody know piano?"

"I do!" Kinger said, rushing over to the piano, "What song?"

"Any jazz song."

As he played the keys you started out on a jazz square. Moving feet from side, back, side, and forward. Accidentally stepping on his feet, but soon enough he got the motion of it.

As the song gotten a little faster, you spun out of Jax's hands and did an axel turn, posing with your back leg straight and your front leg bent. Jax didn't move, just stared out of awe and surprisment.

You jazz walked back to him, your flapper dress constantly moving with you in such fluidity. In the original position from before the two of you did another jazz square, but this time Jax dipped you, his hand on your back while the other is supporting your straighten out leg. He smirked, eyes half lidded.

He brought you back up, you spun to where your back rested against his chest. His hands gripped your waist as you did a fan kick, your leg travels in the air in a circular motion before finally planting back onto the floor. He turned you to where your chest is directly against his.

You wanted to kiss him right then and there. Wait, ew no I don't!

Everyone clapped, cheering out your name.

Ragatha spoke, "You two have chemistry!" She drunkenly said.

Jax eyes widened and pushed you off of him. You crossed your arms and glared, "Told you I can dance." You gritted your teeth.

The two of you sat down as Kinger continued to play with no point in stopping.

"When did you learn to dance Y/n?" Pomni asked.

"For as long as I can remember." You mumbled. "What's your story, Ragatha?"

"Oh, jeez, where to start? Um, I was born from a fairly wealthy family. We had a large property with horses and chickens. And my mother... uh, well... my mother was... a lot. Uh, I worked in real estate for a bit until I ended up... here. I'm sure she doesn't miss me. I certainly don't miss the yelling... and the berating... and guilt-tripping. And the...Uh, yeah! Just kind of a farm girl. Nothing too out of the ordinary!"

You ordered another drink, a type of whisky this time. Overhearing everyone's else's conversation, but you were too caught up in what Jax just did during the dance. He looked happy and was enjoying dancing with you, the intimate touching, and he just shoved you away like nothing happened? Ignoring again? Forgetting? Forgotten? This is too much for you. You wanted out of here.

"Uh... apology accepted. I guess." You snapped back in reality after hearing Pomni speak.

Jax hugged Pomni, "Wow, the first steps of a budding friendship! Right, Ragatha? Ooh! Remember when you got high at McDonald's and told Gangle to kill herself? Now that was funny."

"What?! I-I did not say that! I-I think. No. No, of course I didn't. I- And I am still so, so sorry about that, Gangle! I would never have said anything like that if I didn't get that stupid...sauce in my eye! Well uh...Jax put Y/n in his car that night! Isn't that a little weird?"

"Wait what?" You said, leaning more on the counter bar.

Jax replied, "You were too high or drunk or whatever to do anything so I put you in the back seat, so what? Aren't you guys forgetting we can't #%^* here?"

Everyone's jaws dropped.

"What? I know you guys tried at least-" Zooble placed corn in front of him. "Wh- What is this? Why'd you do that? Can you get that thing away from me?"

The two bickered for a moment while you were completely immersed in the thought of f#%%*>...more like the lack of.

How did Jax even know about this- never mind forget it.

Caine appeared again, "It's softball, ladies and gentlemen!"

~~~

"Beautiful night for a game, right Bubble? We've got the Big Tops playing against the Evil Big Tops!"

"Huh, looks like my evil self can't talk."

Jax rested his arm on your head, "Soon enough you're not gonna be able to talk!"

"Yeah, yeah I know."

After some people pitched and swung it was your turn. With a tight grip on the bat you swung, but Evil Pomni caught the ball.

"f#%^ yeah, that's what I'm sayin'!"

Jax walks over and grabs the softball bat from your hand and took your spot.

"Whoa why the f#%^ are you wearing that?" You laughed.

"Shut it! Ugh, I wish you couldn't talk."

"F#%^ you!" You groaned, walking back to the benches.

Pomni tilted her head, "You okay?"

"I don't know. I liked it better when I couldn't talk."

"What happened?"

"It's Jax! Before all of this he wasn't that much of an @$$hole to me. And these adventurers at one point he likes being around me and then all of a sudden pushes me off? Like...gah!"

"Why does that bother you so much?"

"I don't know." You mumbled, "It is nice to finally talk, especially to you."

Pomni giggled, "Yeah, do you think we can convince Caine to let you have the ability to talk?"

"I doubt it." You straightened up your poster and acted like nothing happened once Jax nudged himself between you and Pomni.

"Having fun?" She asked.

"Oh, you know it. Oh, look, Gangle's up to bat. How do you think this is gonna go?"

Ragatha walked up, "Would you stop trying to force the two to act like you?"

"Oh yeah, I should force Y/n and Pomni to be happy all the time instead, right."

"Well, it's better than turning them into some insensitive jerk who deflects everything!"

"Any minute now Y/n can't talk so does it matter?"

"Can you guys just stop? We're getting nowhere." You suggested.

You looked over and saw evil you talking to evil Jax.

"Huh? Oh, cool, I'm not a vegan anymore." Jax runs off towards evil Jax.

You tried to speak but time is up.

"I'm sorry, Y/n." Pomni said, "We can try to convince Caine to permanently let you talk."

You lightly shrugged, not having any hope. It was nice while it lasted I guess.

Caine teleported everyone back, "Well, I hope we all learned that suggestion box ideas are actually not fun at all, and Caine's ideas are much better!"

"Well, some of them were pretty okay." Zooble said.

Pomni took hold of your hand, "Caine? Is there a way to permanently let Y/n talk? We all enjoy it."

"Not me." Jax huffed.

"I can't do that, like I said from before, I can't control you guys!"

"But you made me vegan—" Jax stopped mid-sentence. Something is up.

~~

You've been in your room pretty much all day. Too depressed to do anything, you hate yourself for it. You thought you could be okay with the whole circus thing and not even wanting to abstract, but after some events it's pushing you more and more.

Your door unlocked, immediately looking at Jax and pointed at him to get out.

"Relax. Look, I'm sorry for being an @$$ to you yesterday. Somebody mentioned something and it made me mad."

You pointed at yourself.

"No not you." He leaned on your wall, "I do miss your annoying voice." He chuckled. "Anyway, come on out. Hate it when you're in here."

You wrote in the notebook, "why?"

"Because uh...does it matter? Come on." I can't be the cause of another abstraction, especially her.

[heartfullofleeches]

"License and Registration?"

Shit.

Seven clowns packed into the seats of an old beat up van. As if luck turned a blind eye to their favor, the crowded space was messing its final member. Stress levels at an all time high through the group, the two clowns capable of descalating the situation they've found themselves in had the fortune of sitting up front that evening.

"Is there a problem, Officer? You must forgive us if our driver here went a tinsy bit over the speed limit. We lost track of someone dear to us and its getting rather late, you see-"

As the driver of the vehicle stares the police officer down, observant of the officer's intriguing in a small, retingular device in hand - a voice chases their ear from the backseat.

"Red- We're wasting too much time here. Mime could be seriously hurt for all we know. There's no other cars around so they're probably on foot and alone. Use Pink's gun if you have to."

Orange swiftly ducks behind Red's chair as a sharp snap rings throughout the quiet night. The officer picks at their lip, jaws in perpetual motion as they chew; absent-mindedly scrapping bits of gum off the corner of their mouth. From the bill of their cap draped over their face, it almost appeared as if they were scratching at nothing.

"Officer. How is your evening going so far?"

Beads of sweat line the officer's neck as they shift, angling their body away from its previous placement against the side of the van. Trembling fingers press at the device gripped tightly in their palms.

"License and Registration?"

There's something odd about their tone of phrase. Spoken in the exact same pattern and robotic droning as before.

"Wait a fucking second...."

Rolling the windows down, a hand snatches the officer's cap before they're given the chance to flee. Startled, the officer drops their device as they take a few steps back - shoes letting out a small squeak with every fall. What upon first speculation seemed to be a walkie-talkie turns out to be a tape recorder.

"Mimey?!"

Your chest rises and falls rapidly with silent laughter as the remainder of the group peek outside the windows to get a look.

"Mimey, what the fuck?! Blue nearly had a heart attack when you disappeared- Get your ass in this van right now!"

Muffled whimpers join the symphony of a fist banging against the windows.

"I'm so glad you're okayyyy."

"That's Mimey?...Arrest me first, officer~"

"Naughty little mime.... This type of behavior calls for punishment. I gotta say you do look... delicious in that outfit..."

Yellow is the last to speak as few of the gazes from the windows turn predatory.

"Twenty second head start sound good to you, Mimey?'

Stealing your cap back from Orange, you bow to your partners in crime - barreling off into the darkness as all four doors unlock simultaneously.

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Talk to Me (Jax)

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Chapter 3: I F#%*% Love the Stupid Sauce

cw: mentions being high

a/n: format is weird bc i’m lazy to fix it 😭 tag list open!

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"Wake up sleepyhead!" Jax ripped the covers off of you.

You "whimpered" once the cold air sat in, waving your hand to shoo him away.

"Thought you abstracted, I'm surprised you lasted this long." He said with a coy smile.

You swung your legs off of the bed and stood up, shoving him away from you and left your room. Jax soon followed you out.

Once you arrived to the main area you overheard Ragatha teaching Gangle how to play softball.

"Oh hi Y/n! Do you want to play softball with us?"

You shook your head.

Jax picked up the softball bat, "I do!"

Gangle and Ragatha exchanged glances before finally agreeing, "Yeah..I guess." Gangle said.

"Sweet," Jax replied, getting into stance.

Gangle pitched the ball to Jax, as he swung the ball the it directly hit Gangle's comedy mask,"Oof!"

"Jax!" Ragatha yelled.

"I actually didn't mean to do that."

"Why do you always gotta do this?"

Jax walked towards Ragatha, "What? I just said it was an accident."

"Unbelievable. You are unbelievable!"

You continued to watch them argue as Zooble talked to Gangle before finally walking away.

You followed them as Ragatha and Jax followed behind you. The three of you (plus Pomni,) peaked through Zooble's room.

"What the heck is this?" He leans against the door, "You're just givin' away parts now?"

"So what if I am? I'm not giving any to YOU."

"Darn. I guess you're never gettin' that unicorn horn, Pomni."

"When did I ever say anything about that?"

Jax looked over to you, "Huh, forgot you were here."

You rolled your eyes.

"Did somebody say "adventure"?" Caine appeared.

"No...?" Pomni tilted her head.

"Today's adventure is...THE CURSE OF THE VIOLENT PSYCHOPATH BUTCHER! That's right! Scary human meat is all over the walls, and boy, is it smelly! It's up to you to--"

Pomni interrupted, "Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait. Can we, like, chill with the horror? Please? I really don't want this to be like last time."

"What happened last time? Was that the one made for me?" Zooble raised their voice.

"There was this awful, horrifying angel head thing. And when we tried to fight back at all, we got sent to Hell, where evil souls tried to infest our bodies... It was bad."

What the f#%*?

"Have you not checked the suggestion box once?" Zooble yelled.

"Gonna be real, I forgot we had that." He replied.

"We have a suggestion box?" Pomni questioned.

"Basically, no."

Caine teleported the box and dug through the notes, ""How about an adventure where Zooble gets turned into a piñata, and we all take turns beating them up?""

Jax chuckles, "That one's mine."

""Let's just have an adventure where Jax can't talk...for the entire thing.""

"Can we maybe pick one that's more... normal?" Gangle said.

"W-Well, I don't know what's NORMAL to you people! "Let's have one where we all work at a fast food place.", Is that normal?"

"Uh, yeah, that's pretty normal." She replied.

"Great! An Honest Hard Day's Work at Spudsy's Restaurant Chain! And YOU can be the shift manager!" He pointed to Gangle.

"Well, see you guys when it's over." Zooble started to walk away.

"What!" Caine yelled.

Kinger gasped, " Oh! I know! I could sit this one out, and Zooble could take my place!"

"Wh-- That's not how that works!"

"Great idea, Kinger! It'll be nice to have you back on board, Zooble."

Zooble argued back but before they could finish their sentence Caine teleported them.

You wrote in the note book, "i really don't want to do this."

"Too bad, mime." Jax pushed you through the portal.

It was nice to see everyone have different clothes on this time, and you believe you don't look too shabby yourself.

"Let's get to work, guys!" Gangle said, "Jax, it's your job to set up the drink station, make new coffee and iced tea, and fill the ice cream machine. So, get to it!"

You pointed to yourself.

"Hmm," Gangle thought, "Since you can't really talk, I guess you can put the food together!"

Of course.

"1 burger with stupid sauce!" Pomni yelled.

"Heard you loud and clear." Ragatha replied. "Gah!" She squirted the sauce in her eye. Out of curiosity you picked up the sauce and squirted a little bit into your mouth.

Ew, what kind of flavor is th-

All of a sudden it hit you. Seeing light colors, brain shutting down a bit, Oh my god.

You leaned over the silver counter, resting your head on the cold service. Jax lightly hit your cheek with the back of his hand. "What's up with you?"

Your eyes traveled from his hips all the way up to his face. He's actually kinda attractive in these new clothes. Must be the sauce.

"You look high," He laughed, "Nightmare nightmare nightmare!"

You scrunched your face and slowly sat up, feeling too dizzy you leaned onto Jax. "Hey now." He gently laid you on the floor. "I don't want to take care of you."

Gangle walked over, "Y/n! Do your jobbb!Anyway, put away that breakfast menu, because it's lunch time!"

You used Jax to stand back up, holding onto his arms. He stiffened up and lightly pushed you away.

"Oh, Ja-ax! The bathroom looks like a biohazard and needs a good scrubbin'." Gangle yelled.

"Uh, I dunno- shouldn't, like, a biohazard crew take care of that?"

She laughed, "Oh, Jaxy-boy. Don't you want to be a model employee?"

"No. I don't care about any of this. Just make Y/n clean the bathrooms!"

"Well, that doesn't really sound like a can-do attitude to me. Besides, Y/n is too high out of her mind to do anything! Maybe you two just need some more...training!"

Out of nowhere, two large hands grab you and Jax, pulling you into a dark room.

"Uh- Huh? Huh??" Jax stammered.

The hands tightened on you two, squeezing your bodies together. He's so warm. You rubbed your head on his shoulder.

"Stop doing that!"

You mouthed, "You're so warm."

"Gah!"

Suddenly, a video plays on a TV in front of you, showing Gangle talking about Spudsy's.

"Let me out! I don't want to be here!" He yelled, glancing over at you still mouthing all of your thoughts. "You're still trying to talk?!"

"F#%^ you."

He sighed, "Yeah, expected that one."

Finally after excruciating minutes later, the two of you were finally let go, planting onto the floor. He got up, looking down at your laying body. He sighed and threw you over his shoulder.

Jax laid you down in the booth and walked back into the kitchen, looking up at the clock. "Oh, are you KIDDING ME?! Hey, Gangle! I think the clock's broken."

You sat up in the booth and overheard Jax talking to Pomni.

"Y/n is high or something. Her and Ragatha."

"Is she okay?"

"I don't care about Ragatha."

"No, I meant is Y/n okay?"

He stayed silent for a bit, "Yeah." He whispered.

" Jax!" Gangle shouted, "There's dishes back here! You got time to lean, you got time to clean!"

"Ugh, God... I'm on it!"

At some point you ended up falling asleep in the booth, only to get woken up by Jax. "Let's go." He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder yet again. You softly tried to fight back but he didn't budge, just say "Stop it."

He threw you in the back seat before getting in the front. He sighed and looked at you in the rear view mirror. "Where am I even driving to?" He mumbled.

~~

A hesitant knock was on the other side of your bedroom door.

"Uh hello? Y/n?" Pomni said.

You got out of the bed and dragged your feet, opening the door to see Pomni with her wide red and blue eyes. "Oh thank god you're okay, I was worried."

You cocked your head.

"You just got really high during the adventure and saw Jax taking you to his car. Just wanted to make sure you're okay."

You gave her a comforting smile and walked out, walking with her to the main area.

Back on regular schedule, everyone gathered around the table again to eat digital sausage and bacon. You sat down between Pomni and Zooble, and was waiting for Jax to sit across from you, like he always does.

But this time he sat far away. You chewed on your lip. God why am I so upset over this? Get over it!...Must be the hangover from the sauce.

You debated about it for a minute or two, and then finally gave in. You grabbed the digital plate and walked over to sit across Jax. You didn't make any facial expression once you sat down, just continued to "eat" like nothing happened so you don't feel the embarrassment and the possible humbleness.

Jax glared at you, but soften his look. He slightly smiled to himself. "Did you get sad that I didn't sit across from you? You sure are clingy." He rested his arms on the table, giving you that same, cocky grin. He let himself get too close to you.

Your lips curled into a small smile, flipping him off in a playful way.

"I take that as a yes."

Thank god he's not mad at me.

Caine appeared out of thin air, with Bubble floating beside of him.

"Alright everyone! Im going to be busy so today is going to be a free day! You can do anything! Just don't go to the void, or any exit sign."

"We're going on a date." Bubble stuck his tongue out.

You turned your attention back to Jax, then tapped his hand so he can pay attention to you.

"What?" He looked a tad annoyed.

You shrugged your shoulders, made a X with your fingers, then used the same fingers to make a walking motion, meaning "Why no exit?"

"Beats me. We all asked that same question." He stood up from his chair but leaned onto the table so he's closer to you, and talked in a low voice, "Let me guess, you want to leave?"

You inaudibly gulped and made a "somewhat" sign with your hand.

He sat back down in his seat with a thud. "Are you trying?"

You felt uncomfortable, just staring at him. Eventually you answered his question, shaking your head no, but Jax had a hunch that youre going to try it, or is already trying.

About a split second later you got up from the chair and started walking away but Jax grabbed your arm, "Follow me,"

Jax led you to the hole that you orginally fell in days ago. He let go of your hand and turned around, giving you that same cheshire grin. "Go in."

You rolled your eyes, getting ready to jump in until you felt a push,

You mouthed, "Jax you b@$t3rd!" God I wish he could hear that. You landed quietly, with Jax sliding down right behind you.

"Fun wasn't it?" He laughed.

Not really. You got up and dusted off your clothes,  mocking a smile.

"Oh come on you loved it. If you didn't then why would you come down here?"

That f^€|!ng smile. Your eyes rolled.

"Come on, let's play pool. I would make someone else play it with me but..I don't really like any of them. Plus I don't even think Zooble or Gangle can even play pool." He laughed to himself.

You stood there awkwardly, didn't know how to play. You know the rules, get your balls in the hole, but didn't know how to hold the cue sticks correctly.

Jax sat up the balls in the triangle order, and grabbed one cue stick, and then threw the other one to you.

Thankfully you caught it and then walked over to the pool table, standing across from Jax.

"I'm going first. I can always put it in first try."

He leaned over and held the front end of the stick with his left hand, and his right was gripping the bottom end.

Since he's the one that's breaking the triangle shape, he didn't have to measure or anything, just hit the white ball. The ball hit the other ones, and a stripped one went in the corner hole. Jax smirked, walking over to where it would be an easy success for the white ball to hit a stripe. To your surprise, he was actually good. He hit every single ball until he missed one. So now he only has 3 balls left.

"The cue slipped, thats all." He huffed. "Anyway mime, your turn."

You gave him a worrisome thumbs up and walked over to the white ball. You watched how he holds the stick and you definitely didn't want to ask for help.

You sighed and bent over like how he did, and held the cue stick. But it was hard for you to balance it. How the f^€| did he do this.

You ended up hitting the green cloth instead of the white ball, you mentally face palmed. Jax was practically in tears. "How did you managed to do that?" Jax slapped his knee.

You turned to him and shrugged your shoulders, pointing to the pool table.

Jax had to dramatically catch his breath. "Wait, you don't know how to hold it?"

A flush crept across your cheeks, shaking your head.

"Finnne, let me teach you." Jax dropped his cue stick and walked over to you, awkwardly getting behind.

"Basically you bend down to where your face is practically touching the rim of the table," He put his hands on your back, lightly forcing you to bend down. "Which one is your dominant hand?"

You lifted up your dominant hand, to which he grabbed and put it on the back end of the stick, his hand still on top of yours. "You're going to use this hand to push, and the other," your and his other hand was holding the front part of the stick, "hand is going to hold the stick so it's easier to line it up with the white ball."

Since you both was holding the stick and bent down, your a$$ was touching his groin.

Kill me now.

Jax didn't realize the position that you guys was in until he felt your @$$ on him, he wasn't complaining, but he didn't meant for it to happen.

You tried clearing your throat to make it not awkward. Well $h|t

"So once you measure it, you push the stick." Once the white ball started rolling you guys quickly got out of that position. The ball hit the red fully colored ball into the hole.

"Told you I can put it in first try." He winked.

You flipped him off and leaned against the wall. "You have to go again." He put one hand on his hip.

You rolled your eyes and got in that position again, hitting the white ball to the full colored one but missed the hole.

The two of you went at it for some time. "So," Jax started, "Do you remember anything from your past?"

You answered "somewhat" with your hand.

"Like what?"

You pointed to your mouth.

"Charades? I'm also pretty good at it." He grinned.

You put your cue stick down and thought about it. You put your hands up and made a mouth with your fingers, making both hands "yell" at each other.

"Uhhh people yelling?"

You nodded.

"Parents?"

You shrugged, but youre thinking that's what might be it. You then did the "mime" cry where they ball their fist and make a "boo-hoo" motion.

"You were a cry baby?"

You glared at him, but then nodded. You hugged herself and shivered.

"You were cold all the time?"

This @$$hole.

You did it again, then added the yelling, then crying.

"Oh, scared?"

You stopped what you were doing and nodded your head, grabbing the cue stick again.

"You must remember a lot because I barely remember what my life was like."

You shook your head and pointed to your temple.

"The emotions of your past?" He grabbed his cue stick as well.

How the h3$& did he guess that?

You nodded as you got in the position again to hit the balls, in which you still didn't succeed.

Jax focused on you, not on your form of playing pool, but focused more on your face. Your lips trembled a bit, and your blinking increased like you was trying to hold back tears.

You slightly remember how you never talked to anyone, you were often pushed to the side or forgotten. Now it sucks because A: you dont remember the exact events, and B: you can't talk anymore and is easily forgotten because you can't make any sound.

Jax got up since it was his turn to play, and he ended up missing a perfect shot because he wasn't focused on the pool game. After that weak shot, he walked over to you and patted your back once or twice, "There, there."

You slowly looked up at him and tried not to laugh, but ended up silently laughing.

"I can't tell if you're laughing or crying." He joked, he can see your full smile, chest moving like how a normal person would laugh. He never saw you laugh until now. "By the way...do you remember anything at Spudsy's? You were really high."

You made a "eh" face.

Jax laughed, "You were so annoying. At one point you kept nuzzling me or something!"

You covered your face with your hands.

"Can't wait to tell everyone!"

You frantically shook your head no.

"Awh, now I'm sad that you don't want me to tell anyone! Too bad, because I already told them!"

F#%* you.