My "boyfriend" wanted to hang out with his friends near a biker bar. I tried explaining that I didn't have a baby sitter he slapped me across the face. "I told you to get rid of that thing! I don't want, or need a kid!"

"Please let's not fight. Not tonight." I begged and he sighed.

"Fine. Let's go."

Upon arriving at the bar he friends began to laugh at him. "Come on Maurice what's with the baby? I thought you said you told your woman to get rid of the unwanted thing. This isn't any place for a kid."

"Come on guys cut me some slack. I brought the unwanted creature with us to get rid of it. Ok."

"You can't. She's just a baby. Please... I beg you don't do this." I cried as he grabbed the basket from my arms and dropped it into the nearby dumpster. "That's where garbage like that belongs."

He hissed at me smacking me across the face. "Maybe the next time I tell you to do something you do as your told." He was just about to hit me again when an adorable little clown rode up to the bar on a cute tricycle.

"Big bad Jo-jo coming into town." One of the men laughed.

Another man turned to his girlfriend and smiled "watch this." He said as he headed towards the small clown. "Neat bike you got there. Can I take a ride Pal?" The biker mocked. The small clown shook his head no. "Can I beep it's horn?" The small clown nodded. "Oh thank you!" The biker said with mock joy.

"No don't!" I called to him trying to make my way forward but my boyfriend held me back.

"Let him have his fun. "

"No." I groaned as I watched the man grab the bike and lift it over his head and then smash it to the ground. Once it was totaled he kicked at it and then laughed.

"Should have let the man ride his bike." One of is the bikers replied with a laugh and several others nodded their heads in agreement.

"I'm sorry I seemed to have broken your bike." The biker said to the small clown in fake sadness. I frowned. That wasn't funny. They was just plain cruel. The small clown began to cry and I rushed towards him pulling him into a hug.

"I am so sorry he did that." I glared angrily at the man. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" I demanded angrily. The biker just laughed in reply. Before smacking me across the face.

"Mind your own business girl!"

The small clown looked up at me as I fell to my knees from the force of the blow and he frowned. The next thing I knew the small clown was wearing boxer gloves and demanding that the Biker fight him. "Put up your dukes. Put up your dukes." I heard him demand in his cute little voice.

"Please be careful." I whispered to him and he nodded before turning his attention back to the biker who once again decided to mock him.

"What are you going to do knock my block off?" To everyone's shock that's exactly what this small clown did. Within seconds they had all rushed to their bikes and dashed off as fast as they could. Leaving the small clown laughing in delight. Once they were all gone including my "so called boyfriend" the small clown turned his attention towards me.

I didn't know if I should be afraid or relieved. I watched as the small clown made his way to the nearby dumpster. As he opened the lid I sighed in relief as I heard a small cry. Instantly I rushed to the dumpster lifted my sweet little baby into my arms and cradled her.

"My poor baby. Mommy is so sorry she let that man do that to you."

"I want to hold." The small clown said holding out his arms expectantly. At first I was nervous about the idea of letting him hold my baby. He was after all, a stranger. Eventually I decided to allow him to hold her. "Name?"

"Mines Y/M's N and this is Y/N. Isn't y/g cute?" The clown nodded in agreement. "What's your name?"

"Shorty."