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Request by Azureman136 The Clown x Grumpy tomboy Female Reader x Kate Denson Insinuations of mature content to the best of my ability 🤣 The grumpy tomboy part was my idea.
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"Kate... Why are we here?" I heard her suck in a breath as we stopped walking, right next to the decomposing horse. "Well now, you see knowing you're a heavy weight I thought you'd like to join the game." "Game? What game would you possibly want to play that includes That Clown guy?" She didn't answer and continued walking. "Jeffrey I'm ready for another win!" WHY CALL THE PSYCHO KATE?! The Clown's head popped out of the show cart and started pulling out a table and chairs. "Now now Kate, we both know I won last week." What am I even seeing right now? I sat down after seeing Kate gesture me over, reluctant to what was about to transpire. The Clown dude passed out the alcohol as Kate explained why I'm here. "Y/n here happens to be able to hold drinks well, so I thought she'd be perfect for joining us." I easily popped off the cap of the beer in front of me. "You threw me I to the mix Kate, blind and clueless. I at least deserve to know the stakes." The two looked at each other like they were contemplating something. I grumble to myself and pointed at Kate. "You owe me."
Multiple rounds of card games and alcohol passed and both the Clown and Kate are passed out on the ground, I'm just on the verge of passing out myself but I need to get Kate back to camp. For that though I need to stay conscious and sober up. I smirked at the idea that came to mind, so I stumbled into that clown's little party cart and rummaged for a marker. I found one and almost tripped on my way out back to the two idiots. I struggled to balance myself as I scribbled on Kate and Clown's faces. I have Kate a monocle, Mustache, and a fat beauty mark in the middle of her chin. Clown got a cat makeover with sparkly stars and hearts on his cheeks. He slowly came to as I shakily stood up, looking right at me. "IWonMr.Clown." My words slured a little, and I watched as he groaned and passed out again. I tossed the marker back in the cramped wagon and started towing Kate by draping her over my strong shoulder. I gave the undead horse a warning glare and wiggled a finger at it. "LetItBeKnownImDeBesst."
The walk home was like walking through a washer machine, but somehow I made it with the exception of curious glares from fellow survivors. I managed to get Kate in bed as carefully as possible, I also made it to bed before all my energy was completely gone. The next morning I had a terrible hangover.
"No Kate, I'm not going again." "But Y/n, you've said that for the past 3 months! I thought you were having fun." Yeah, because you two are demanding a rematch. "I said no." I got even more frustrated when the next trial was calling Vittorio, Renato, Bill and I. What's worse is it's HIS domain, one more thing to ruin my day. For now I just have to avoid him. I nodded to the three men and went on my way. I've already done this so many times that working on generators feels like second nature, making it so much easier. It was too easy, something is up and I have a feeling that clown is up to mischief. Not one hook this game and one gate open, this isn't good. I ran to the gate closest to me, which happened to be closed, and pulled the lever. My heart rate started to pick up as the gate was so close to opening, but the second heartbeat that started to pound in my ear had me booking it.
"I WANT MY REMATCH!"
I held my breath as a bottled smoke bomb exploded right in front of me. I have to get out of here before the entity takes us both, and my time in this round is running out. By the time I made it to the open gate my lungs were burning from lack of air, causing me to collapse. The dirt caked to my sweaty skin as another bottle released gas, my options are to either pass out here and now by lack of oxygen or bite the bullet and breathe. I guess I have no choice, my body can't last much longer. I took in a deep breath and started the process of steadily breathing again. The Clown came into my hazy line of sight and just watched me slowly suffer. I was in and out of consciousness as he dragged me from the trial domain to his actual dead circus grounds, all the while my skin felt like I was on fire. This is not in the usual concoction, what did he do to me?
I woke up after a while, having to deal with him staring at me. He started to speak which I was able to understand, but he sounded very fuzzy. "Here's the dealio, we're having that rematch. If you win I'll fix your ailment, if I win I get to have my way with you." My voice didn't sound clear either.
"Deal."
"Y/n?!"
Kate? How long have I been laying here? My whole back hurts, and.... Has she been having a few drinks with him? I couldn't move or speak to let her know I'm here. I must have passed out after... Kate's eyes met my form that was mostly covered by a blanket, only showing my arms collarbone and my head. I can't think of anything except for the pain and my spinning head. "Just hold tight Y/n, I'll go get someone!" She left, leaving me with the clown who sat just outside. He walked in and looked down at my vulnerable position, I couldn't bare to look at him and just closed my eyes. I lost, I don't know if he fixed what ever that gas did and I don't know how to feel about any of this. His footsteps slowly disappeared and was replaced with the sound of shouting from familiar voices.
Claudette: "Y/n?!" Kate: "She's in the caravan."
Leon, Claudette, David Tapp and Kate. They didn't ask questions and helped me back to the survivor camp, silent sobs escaped my lips as tears rolled down my cheeks the entire way. Leon was careful when carrying me so as to not hurt me or show any private areas. When we got back Rebecca gave me a quick check up, telling me I'll need it rest and regain my strength. Other then that I'm perfectly healthy aside from my virginity being taken by a crazy clown, though she doesn't know that last part. Kate rushed in after Rebecca left, crying like a baby. "I'm so sorry Y/n, you don't have to come with me any more." My hand was weak as I patted her head. There's nothing that can be done now.
"I'm sorry for being so rough for your first time." We're the last words I heard before I fell asleep, those words being from Jeffrey the Clown as his fingers gently run through my hair.
