The Freak Circus

Pierrot and Harlequin have, so to speak, complete mutual hatred; they hate each other with all their demonic souls.
One day, Pierrot caught Harlequin and dragged him into his tent, where he tied him to a chair and placed him in the middle of the stage:

• Today we will test my accuracy)~

Harlequin tried to escape, but the ropes were too tight. Pierrot grinned, looking at him with his golden eyes:

• Don't be afraid, Harlequin, I'm very accurate.

Suddenly the Jester entered the tent, looking at the tied Harlequin and at Pierrot:

• Hello, I am from the team for the rescue of all kinds of creatures, my secret agent under the secret all-powerful name Harlequin informed me that you are mocking other creatures.

Pierrot's eyes widened and the smile disappeared from his face:

• No fucking claim.

His smirk returned to his face:

• It's all bullshit. Here's the proof.

Pierrot pointed out something to the Jester that Harlequin hadn't noticed. The Jester nodded to Pierrot:

• Looks plausible, we apologize, good afternoon.

And he left the school. Pierrot and Harlequin were alone again... Pierrot frowned, looking with displeasure at the tied-up Harlequin:

• So, you green scum, did you turn me in, for fuck's sake?

Pierrot grinned, took out 6 kunai, smiled widely with sharp teeth and looked at Harlequin:

• Do you know where I'll stick this?

Harlequin fidgeted, speaking displeasedly:

• Let me go, golden-eyed!