Clown Mouth: Richie x Pennywise

Ho Ho Ho, Merry Pennymas

Richies POV:

Christmas Eve comes and I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. I know Pennywise tried to kill me, but I can't stop thinking about him. I know he's dangerous and I know I should forget about him, but something won't let me.

Every waking moment has me thinking of him.

But today is Christmas Eve, and for my friends, and for myself, I force myself to push Pennywise out of my mind.

I get out of bed and run into the kitchen.

"Hey Mom," I say to my mom.

"Son, What are you doing here."

"I came to eat breakfast, Mom."

"??? It's 2 am?" Mom says.

I growl at her. "You're up, aren't you?"

My mom looks down at the joint in her hand and quickly stuffs it in her ear. "Am Not."

I roll my eyes and pour my cerial, careful not to anger my mean mom.

I pull my wakie talkie out of my skin and call Eddie. "Eddie."

"Hello"

"Can I come over?"

"Richie, it's two am." Eddie snarls.

I sigh. "Okay."

"Fine!" Eddie yells "god! Come over,"

I smile.

Eddies POV:

I stare into the mirror angrily. I can't believe I told richie he could come over. I can't have him here!

I glance around my room, which furthers my point. There are drawings, photos, and song lyrics of pennywise strewn everywhere. If he sees this...he'll know.

I quickly shove everything under my bed, and wait for richie to come.

Penngwises POV:

When Beverley invited me over for Christmas Eve dinner, I was estatic. But now, seven shots and three pumpkin pies later, I'm not so sure.

I lie in the corner and begin to bawl. "Oh, richie!" I cry.

Beverley runs up to me and rubs my back. "Penny! What's wrong?"

I am drunk so I don't think as I shout "Richie left me!"

Beverley stiffens. "Richie? As in...richie?"

I nod.

"YOURE DATING RICHIE?" She demands.

I nod.

Beverley picks up a walkie talkie.

"Richie," she says to it. "Grab u and Eddie and come here."