Memories

by CottonMiller


Chapter 7: Clowns

A normal day, well for Combob that is. It was Sweetie Bell's 13th birthday, almost everyone, especially Lucy, came to the party. Lucy, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, The Humane 7, The Dazzlings, Niss, Consense. Not Combob though. She just wanted to stay home. Away from…

Clowns.

Yes, that's right. Clowns.

Combob hated clowns. Their painted-on smiles, their laugh, their stupid little tricks, just made Combob uncomfortable and mad. Every time she saw a clown walk towards her, she'd just wanna kick it in the face. She never wanted to see one again for the rest of her immortality.

*FLASHBACK 86 YEARS AGO*

The 12 year old girl looked around the place with wonder. Bats and moths filled the night sky as the clouds covered the moon's horrid bright light. It was just her and the darkness.

‘Who knew the night could be so beautiful?’, Combob thought as she looked around the streets more. Suddenly, she saw something out in the distance. She narrowed her eyes and walked closer to get a better look.

It was a human. But her looked weird. He was dressed up in a orange jail uniform, and a scary clown mask on his face.

“Hello?” Combob called out to him quietly. But what he did would haunt her for infinity.

He pulled out a chainsaw and started it. He gave out a high pitched evil laughter and started to walk towards the young siren with the working chainsaw. Combob screamed and started to run away from the human in fear.

“HELP!” Combob screamed at the top of her lungs. But it was useless, no one would hear at this time night. She then saw her house straight ahead, causing her to run faster.

But the clown picked up his pace, Combob basically hearing his heavy breathing again her neck. She took a giant leap forward. She was at the door. She quickly opened it and right as the clown hopped onto the pouch, quickly shut the door behind her. She heard footsteps walk off the pouch and she sighed in relief.

‘I don't ever wanna see another clown again!’ Combob thought she softly tucked her knees into her chest in fear.

END OF FLASHBACK

Combob's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a knock at the door.

“Combob, open up!” Aria's voice could be heard from the other side of the door. Combob sighed in slight annoyance as she got up from the bed and opened the door to see none other than Aria Blaze.

“Why are you here?” Combob asked the siren annoyed.

“I should be asking you the same thing. Why aren't you with you friends? They were looking for you,” Aria replied, making Combob roll her eyes.

“Tell them I'm home. See you later,” Combob was about to close the door but Aria's foot in the door prevented her from doing so.

“Hold it. Why can't you at least hang out with them? For one day? I thought were going to Sweetie's party,”

“Why are you there is a better question. I thought you hated those chessy birthday parties,”

“I just come for the food,”

Good point,’ Combob thought as she rolled her eyes again, “Well, go! And stop wasting time with me,”

“I'm not leaving until you tell me why you're not at the party!”

“Why do you even care?”

“Pfft. I don't! You can stay home! Adagio and the others just forced me to ask you until you answer,” Aria lied, “So, could you let me in?”

“Fine,” Combob grumbled and opened the door all the way so Aria could get in.

“Okay. What's up?” Aria said as she walked in and turned to Combob as she closed the door.

“Just because I let you in doesn't mean it's your business all of a sudden,” Combob replied coldly.

The two just stared at each other. No words were said, no gestures were needed. Aria just looked into Combob's orange eyes as Combob looked into Aria's purple ones.

Combob began to blush, hoping Aria wasn't noticing this. She sighed in defeat, “Fine. But if I tell you, you better not tell anyone else. I know where you live,” Combob warned.

“What is it?”

“I'm scared of,” Combob gulped nervously, “scared of,” Combob blushed in embarrassment, “I'm scared of… clowns,”

“Clowns?”

“Yes, clowns! I HATE. THEM,” Combob admitted.

“Why?”

“BECAUSE! THEY'RE TERRIBLE! AND U HATE THEM! I wish clowns never existed,”

“Uh, I don't like clowns because their childish. But I didn't know you didn't like them that much,” Aria said in a bit of a surprising tone.

Combob slightly glared at her crush, then looked down at her black high heels. Aria didn't know why Combob didn't like clowns. Most people don't like clowns either, but at least they stayed at people’s parties when they put on their act. Then it hit Aria what was wrong and she gave a little smirk to the fellow siren.

“Ohh, I see what's going on. You're afraid of clowns, aren't you?”

Combob's eyes widened and she blushed in embarrassment, “WHAT?! No! Me? Scared of clowns? Never!” Combob lied, making Aria raise an eyebrow and gave Combob a 'really?’ face. She sighed in defeat, “Fine. You caught me. I'm sorry. They just creep me out,”

“Why though?”

“THEY JUST DO, OKAY?!” Combob growled, frustrated.

Aria just stared at her as Combob crossed her arms and turned her back on her. Aria blushed and smiled at her softly as she got an idea.

“Hey, tell you what? Why don't you and me stay here and I can text the others saying why you're not coming. I mean, if you're not coming, I might as well stay too and give you a bit of company,”

Combob slightly blushed and thought for a moment. Alone with Aria. Just for one day though. One day alone with her crush. But at 1east the two got to be alone. Combob looked back her and smiled and nodded her head in agreement. Aria gave a small smile back, the thought of her and Combob alone for the day clouded up her brain. Today was going to be amazing.