✩Pierrot✩

You and Pierrot had become friends after you protected him from someone who had simply bothered him; in a way, you were both quite close, although you liked stuffed animals, so Pierrot had a small idea

It's not known how or why, but Pierrot had become a smaller version of himself, and of course, since the circus wouldn't accept him, you decided to keep him at home, and now we move on to the current situation...

You entered your house, tired from work, until you noticed a broken vase—a cookie jar, it seemed—your bed completely disheveled, some things stained with…paint? And there he was…Pierrot. He was sitting right at the table, innocently eating a cookie. When he noticed you, he didn't say anything at first, simply waiting for some kind of scolding from you, considering that your house now seemed even more of a mess thanks to him.