Chapter 16: Back to Work

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He answered the call.

"Hello?" Hartman said as he held the phone up to his ear.

"Hartman." Hopper said. "I have some people here asking about the Byers family. Do you have time?"

"Sorry, but I'm currently working on a case of my own. Who needs the information?"

"Um, some kid named Harley, and Tony Stark."

Hartman paused. Tony? Why would he be talking to Hopper?

"Put Tony on." He ordered.

Hopper turned to Tony.

"He wants to talk to you."

Stark put the phone up to his ear. "Hartman?" He whispered. "You know Hopper?"

"Yeah, I work with him." Hartman replied. "What are you doing here? I thought you were at the Land of Departure."

"I was, then an friend of mine came and told me about something that's pretty serious where he comes from."

"Oh yeah? So is the killer clown outside of a famous rapper's house!" He snapped.

"Actually, it might be worse."

Worse? What could he mean by worse?

"Tony? What do you mean?" Hartman asked.

"I mean that this is more than a clown. It's a monster from some board game called Dungeons and Dragons."

"Oh, that? I used to play that back in the day... Which monster?"

"Uh, something called a Demogorgan."

"Demogorgan? That's impossible!"

"Is a clown who dies multiple times impossible?"

"Well... No."

"Then this shouldn't be either. How much longer until you come back?"

"I'm not sure. I'll call you back when I'm done with Pennywise."

"Deal. See you later, Sergeant."

Hartman hung up, and Tony handed the phone back to Hopper.

"You find anything?" He asked.

"Not yet, but we will soon."

Tony put his arm around Harley and walked towards the door.

"Come on, kid. Let's get some help."

Back at the circus house, Hartman and Tyler had followed Pennywise to the woods, where the clown sat in a tree.

"There's a Daddy long-legs up here!" Pennywise squealed in a super high voice.

"And you're that Daddy long-legs, Pennywise!" Hartman yelled.

The clown sat on a branch.

"4 people go in, only 3 people go out."

"So, you're not coming out?" Tyler said.

Hartman laughed, high-fiving Tyler.

"No, that skeleton man's not coming out."

He pointed to the somehow still alive skeleton kid who Hartman had encountered before.

"No one likes him." He added. "Unless... Hartman, would you like to stay?"

"I'd say... Nope." Hartman answered.

Pennywise jumped down from the tree.

"I'd say... Let's think in the Thinking Chair." Pennywise mocked, while he walked towards the random chair just sitting in middle of the woods.

"I peed in that chair." Tyler quietly joked.

Pennywise sat down. "Alright, fellas! Go over there. I just gotta discuss-"

Hartman put Pennywise in a headlock and threw him on the ground.

"Alright, you know what?" Pennywise grunted. "Let's have a rock paper scissors tournament to see who stays."

They kinda agreed on that because it was reasonable I guess, but guess who stayed?

It wasn't Pennywise.

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