The Clown

Chapter 1: Electric Scooter

Oh, come on! Did you really think that the story would just end right there? Well, you were wrong! You knew it was coming.

Sergeant Hartman left The Land of Departure to find Pennywise the Dancing Clown, and Terra was lost for words.

"Terra, what do we do?" Ventus asked, worried.

"Well, Ven, I'm not sure."

Ventus hung his head. "One minute, we're all happy, and the next, we're worried."

Eraqus walked in. "I've got an idea."

Everyone looked to him.

"You can tell Georgie. Maybe he can figure out what to do. He's been close to the clown before. He knows what it's like."

Aqua's eyes lit up. "That makes sense! Ven, you and I will go. Terra, stay with Eraqus to make sure he stays safe."

Terra nodded. This was the beginning of their mission.

Back at Terra's house, Hartman had crafted a perfect disguise.

One of his friends' brothers Noah had given him an outfit, so that if Hartman needed to disguise himself, he would look exactly like a teenage boy. And this time, it worked.

So when Hartman walked downstairs and saw the clown on his electric scooter, he made his move.

"Hello there, Mr. Clown! How you doing?" He greeted. "Oh, shoot!"

See, he said, 'Oh, shoot' because Pennywise had crashed his scooter into the wall. He turned it off and looked at Hartman.

"What's your name, sir?" He asked.

"I'm, uh, my name is Noah. I just woke up in this house. I think I got transported somehow."

"Oh." He replied. "You know what? What am I doing with this piece of crap on? Let's get this off."

Suddenly, he took his pants off and underneath was more pants! He flung them towards Hartman and ran off.

He came back with an empty beer bottle. "Refill this with alcohol. I already ran out."

Hartman took it and cautiously started up the stairs.

"Well GET MOVING! RIGHT NOW!"

So Hartman ran upstairs and refilled the bottle, only to find Pennywise under a chair.

"My legs are stuck, sir. Please help."

Hartman was shocked and confused. Should he help his enemy? Well, he was in disguise after all.

So when Pennywise started yelling, "PLEASE HELP!" Hartman reluctantly helped get the chair off of him.

"Ugh, I just gave birth to a chair." He took the bottle and drank some. Then he picked up a baseball bat and swung it a little.

"D'you like this bat? I just polished it. It had some... Red stuff on it. Don't know what that was from."

Hartman knew. But he didn't have long to think about it because Pennywise kept talking.

"One time, I accidentally hit an old lady. Then I hit her again. That's how I got this baby." He pointed to a walker.

What was this guy, crazy? Oh, right. He was a clown. A drunk clown. Anyways, he kept talking.

"This is a souvenir. All this stuff down here are souvenirs."

"What about that saw?" Hartman asked, pointing to a saw on a table.

"Oh, that saw? I took it out of a hardware store, and I cut a lady's head off! It was funny, but it was nasty too."

He walked over to the computer. "What's this baby?" He asked. "I don't remember having this... Oh, it's a printer."

Just when Hartman thought he couldn't take it anymore, Pennywise walked over to a pencil sharpener and began turning the handle while making a weird sound.

"That's a real workout. You wanna try it? Go on, try it."

So, hesitantly, Hartman started turning the crank-handle.

"You like it?" The clown asked.

"Sure." Hartman replied.

"Alright. Let's go check out some other cool stuff." He paused.

"Wait, you know what? On second thought, you should die."

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