My arm was still healing 3 weeks later. I'd been told that it would be fast, but I have a feeling something has gone wrong.
For some reason I was holding the little dress I bought from Joss, just sat alone in the house while my best friend screamed her head off at hospital.
Her waters had broke in McDonald's and the ambulance quickly came. Harry asked if I wanted to catch a lift in the ambulance with them, but I declined.
I hadn't walked around the neighbourhood since I didn't know when, so I took a long stroll around.
At some point, I found a pram being pushed beside me. The baby cooed inside.
I looked up at the person pushing it and was stunned to see Pennywise in his Bill form.
"Hey." He said, cheerily. "We saw you walking alone, and Zoe didn't like that."
I pushed the hood of the pram down, revealing my daughter. She had grown considerably in the past weeks, and she looked like she was at least a toddler.
At that rate she'd be looking like an eleven year old by christmas. Which was only a week away.
"She can't speak, Penn." I replied, grabbing Zoella's tiny hand.
He chuckled. I looked up at him.
"Has she started talking and you haven't told me?" I asked in a stern tone. He shrugged, a familiar action.
"Penn!" I gasped. "You ass! Why didnt you tell me!?"
"How was I supposed to know that it was a milestone, huh?! I've never been a father before!" He hadn't shouted at me in a while.
"Well, you seem to know what happens to kids, don't you? You eat enough of them!"
He took a step back, dumbfounded. "That was below the belt (y/n)."
I was about to counter that but a tiny, almost angelic, voice interrupted us.
"Papa eats kids?"
We both froze, but Penny was the only one with a grin on his features.
We looked into the pram and Zoe was sat up, tilting her head. I now realised that she was slightly too big for the pram now, her clothes hugging her slender frame.
She'd had another random growth spurt.
Penny and I realised she was growing fast when she started to sit up and walk a week or so ago. 'She's just like Reneèsme from twilight' I exclaimed.
I was kinda shocked as I looked at her. Flashbacks from my eleven year old days when I'd go to the clearing in the woods came like a wildfire.
The dream. The child. Zoe looked just like her.
Coincidence? I THINK NOT.
She blinked at me. "Mommy?'
I found a beaming smile on my face. "Yes,baby?"
"I asked you, does papa eat kids?"
I nodded glumly, glaring at her grinning father.
"Ooh, can I try one?"
"Yeah." "No!" Pennywise and I both said in unison.
She giggled. "You're funny mommy." Her arms raised and she clasped and unclasped her hands, signaling that she wanted a hug.
I picked her up from the pram and Penny made it disappear.
We hugged for a moment, before she pulled back.
"Can you tell me a story? Like the one you were telling me last night?"
"You were listening to that?" I kinda scoffed.
She nodded her head eagerly. "How you guys met was very interesting. I hope I meet a boy like papa!"
I was about to encourage this, when Super-Protective-Papa-Pennywise jumped in.
"Absolutely not, no boys allowed." His voice had dropped a few octaves, so we knew he was serious.
Little did he know, she would sneak a boy into her life very soon.
We walked back home and just as we entered to house- I was telling Zoe about Luke around then- her tummy grumbled loudly.
"Someone's finally hungry!" Pennywise cheered, taking her from me. "We can finally hunt, eh, dolly?" He tickled her stomach and she giggled.
"Dolly?" I inquired.
"Doesn't she look like a little doll?" He raised an eyebrow at me, and Zoe wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself.
I nodded. Then I stopped. "Hunting?"
He shrugged and walked out, shutting the door behind him.
I suddenly thought of the little white dress, wondering if it would fit Zoella now she was the size of a six year old.
I ran up the stairs, retrieved it, and went back to the sitting room.
I sat on the couch while checking the size.
This isn't right. I thought, checking it again. It was newborn only a week ago. Now its 6 to 7 years? I thought it looked a little too big.
I sighed and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling.
Was I going crazy? Possibly. Must be the process as I turned into whatever Pennywise was.
That's about when the call came.
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A Christmas Party To Remember (Book 2, Pennywise x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) and Pennywise are now parents, and are dealing with it first hand. Their daughter is probably the most beautiful girl in the world, and Pennywise swears to protect her as she grows, even shielding her from his own past. But when their daughte...
