Patrick stood there in a mix of fear and confusion. His mom was a clown. Patrick didn't always fear clowns, when he was 5 years old, he loved them, he wanted to be a clown. However after a guy dressed as a clown almost abducted him, he'd been scared of clowns. He hated his fear, wishing with all his heart and soul that he could go back to being a five year old boy who was obsessed with all things clown related.
Now his mother, the one who helped him come up his his clown name and look, was a real clown. Patrick swallowed hard. He opened the door.
"Mom.." Patrick said nervously.
Joy turned around and saw her only son. Patrick looked scared and confused. Immediately her maternal instincts took over and after putting her daughter back in her crib, she waddled over to Patrick and pulled him into a hug, albeit a silly looking hug, but a comforting hug none the less.
That moment Patrick felt his fears and doubts wash away. He returned his mom's hug. Then he smiled, reaching up and honking his mom's nose.
Joy laughed as her son's smile and laughter confirmed what she had hoped for, he was over his fear.
She plopped down in a rocking chair, making a woopie cushion sound. She then used a silly looking wooden hook to pull her son towards her. She went into detail how she had always been a clown and that soon he and his sisters would become real clowns.
"Mom, are you a whiteface clown?" Patrick asked. "Righty tighty buckaroo, and looks like your gonna be joining me!" She giggled, showing him a hand mirror. Patrick saw his skin turning chalk white. Patrick smiled out of excitement. His face had a Forest green muzzle that moved along with his mouth. He smelled sweet circus food and heard a poping sound. He saw confetti land on his mom's lap. His nose was now a Forest green golf ball sized bulb. His hair puffed up and out into a rainbow colored afro. Patrick's hands changed as they shifted to four fingers instead of five.
Speaking of five, Patrick started to get younger, by five years. His feet grew out to proper clown size, big and silly looking. Patrick laughed as his voice shifted to sounding like classic Mickey Mouse.
His clothes felt baggy, and not in the good way either. Joy pulled out both a multi-colored and multi-patterned clown jump suit with white, puffy Neck, sleeve and leg ruffles. In her other hand, a pair of Forest green clown shoes.
Just like she did when he was little, she dressed him up.
"Something's still missing sweetie pie." She said, then a light bulb lit up. She pulled out a pair of Forest green clown gloves and put them on, along with a big, Forest green bow tie.
"I look so silly mommy..and I love it!" He declared, tackling his mom as both mother and son laughed, honking each other's noses.