Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Pennywise x reader (part 7)

I am so sorry for not posting but I was stuck with this...I had no way of ending this what so ever and so excuse if it's bad...

You finnaly woke up, lifting yourself into a sitting posicion, the blanket you were under, slid down slightly. The fire in the fireplace was dying out already, letting the wood give out last of it's cracks. Light was shining only a little through the dark curtains. You groaned as you grabbed onto your patched shoulder. The memories of yesterday started to slowly unwrap. The attack on Tom, you, and the...unusual...thing from the sewers. Those eyes of it's would haunt your dreams and turn them into nightmares. Big, orange watchers...You thought about the yesterdays bite, the rain that fell on you as you got out if the sewers. The lady. Penny, where is she now? You looked around if you wouldn't see her shimmy around the tall bookshelves as you'd imagine. She was nowhere to be found. You looked back at the fireplace, noticing a little table in front of you.

On the table, was a plate that had some... cookies! Hells yes this is a granny how it should be. You sat closer, grabbing one and taking a bite. They tasted good and you needed some fuel. You shakily got up, the blanket laying on your back and started moving around a little. Your legs were pretty stiff from laying so much. As you looked in the coridor you saw something go behind one of the far back shelves...
"Penny?" You asked, your voice a little raspy from no talking. You cleared your throat and began walking down the coridor of bookshelves slowly, still nomming on the cookie. You felt as if something was watching you on your way there. You had the same feeling in the sewers, it was a mixture of fear and curiosity. You had to turn around a couple of times because you'd promise that you felt a touch on your patched shoulder or a breath on your neck but...nothing was there.
"Penny..?" You asked, now sounding a little scared as you aproached the last shelf. When you looked behind where you saw the thing go, you were frozen. There was a baloon. A red baloon with a white heart in the middle. Just floating. No other movement.

You looked back at the sofa and back to the baloon. You began walking closer. Theese fucking things...every time you'd see one it would bring something bad. And this one was just...rubbing it in your face with that stupid white heart. "I don't like you..." You said grumpy as you poked the baloon, making it float back a little. Then a little more, and more...it was about a meter away from you. A little too dramatic for that little poke... You walked closer to it, grabbing it and inspecting it. "Why didn't he kill me..." You mumbled as you turned the baloon around a couple of times.
"Maybe he just wants you for himself!" a voice almost shouted behind you, meaning to scare you. You turned around quickly, letting go of both the baloon, which floated into the air and the cookie, which shattered on the ground. The oh so known clown giggled at your reaction, finding it adorible. "Ya can't get rid of me now toots!" He said happily as he took a few steps closer, his, now blue, eyes shining. You took a few steps back in exchange. Blue eyes...blue eyes...theese ones looked the same to the grandma's. It clicked to you that Penny and Pennywise are the same thing. He must be a shape shifter or something. Those eyes let out an aura of calmness and rest. Although in this situation it wasn't really working... "Dude what the hell... Leave me be. If this is some stupid prank you and Tom put up, I don't like it." You said, trying to sound intimidating as you poked the clowns chest angrily. You didn't feel fear now...no...more like...comfort? You defenetly felt more relaxed around him than before. Perhaps it was just you trying to convince yourself that this is a prank...
"Oh that reminds the silly 'ole Pennywise!" He said as he looked up at the baloon, which slowly floated down to your guys' height. Or...at least to yours...It floated calmly in front of you, heart facing towards your face. The room was dead sillent untill POP! The loud rip of the baloon cut though the silence followed by a cink, splash, and a spread of laughter from Pennywise. You opened your eyes only to see that you and the floor were covered in blood. The warm liquid must've been in the baloon...and the clown was laughing at you. But...The laugher was kinda genuine...nonthan less you looked to the floor, sad, grumpy, waiting for him to finnish his laugh up. There is something shiny on the ground...

"Ahh...now, where was we?" He giggled slightly "There it is!" He squatted down and picked the shiny item up. The golden lighter of Toms...He would never just let go of it...unless it was for his friends... "So you killed him." You said, still looking to the ground. "Aw, come on sweets, he wouldn't be good for you... He would hurt" The clown said as his index finger lifted your chin up to look in his bright blue eyes...those damn eyes... "Yeah...And you didn't?" You pushed his hand off gently and pointed to your wrapped shoulder. He went silent for a moment. He was probably thinking of an excuse. "That is... That was in the heat of passion that doesn't count!" He growled slightly, almost sounding defeated as he shook a little, his bells making a little chime. You couldn't help but think that his reaction was cute. ("We all do mistakes in the heat of passion jimbo")

"Passion? PASSION? HA! Yeah fuck you." You said, trying to sound cold as you walked past him, rubbing the blood off your face with the blanket. "I do aaaaall that for her, only to get shoved away with a meanie word..." Pennywise said as he bent his spine back, watching you leave. You had to stop at what he said...
"And what the hell did you exactly do for me may I ask?" You said, turning to him, sounding angry yet being cool at his broken spine trick. "EWHUWHA- WHAT HAS PENNYWISE DONE FOR YOU?!" He sounded very shocked and touched as he stood up into his full height, slurring the words and turning to you quite normaly, his hands on his chest.

He inhaled very agressively "I hadn't killed you as a kid even though I wanted your flesh very much, I cut my sleep when you came over to Derry der, I got that little plush toy of yours from home all the way to here, I got rid of that annoying Tommy boy, I took you in and I gave you a baloon..." He listed all his reasons on his fingers as he walked circles around you, his eyes starting to flash orange and loosing his breath in the process. A creature like him probably didn't even need to breathe, nor had a heartbeat but he was probably doing it for the comedic efect. "Wel-" "And I could give you so much more. If you'd only accept the little Penny in your life" He interupted you as he squatted in front of you again, growling slightly, his eyes glowing orange. It wasn't that furious orange but you were sure that it could turn quick on this guy. Bipolar as fuck. He...He was kinda right though...He did do all those things...ugh, but in the other side he bit you in the fucking shoulder.

"Why and what do you want with me?" You asked, crossing your arms. The clown stared for what seemed like an eternity before he gave up and growled deeply. "Fear...One of the best I've tasted over the centuries...I knew that when you'd get older it would only taste better" he spoke, his voice deep and demonic, you'd promise you saw his teeth growing larger and sharper as he drooled all over the place, taking little steps closer. You did start fearing...Is...Is he gonna bite you again? Your tiny train of thoughts was cut off by the clown grabbing onto your arms firmly. Making you squeak and close your eyes.

Something a little unexpected happened right after that. You'd expect to get bitten or... licked or whatever it is that the creature would have on it's mind. But no. You were pushed into him, letting you smell all the cotton candy and popcorn ooff of him. He was...hugging you... "I can't live without it...I need it...I need you..." His voice was high and soft again. "Pennywise didn't want to bite the sweets...It was an acident" Pennywise whined quietly as his growling faded away. So...What he's basicaly saying is...He needs you. Or he wants you with him in Derry. Of course you found it quite adorible in it's own...creepy cute way. This was probably the way of the clown confessing to you. Now, were you going to acept him? I mean he knows where you live and might attack your family...You could last a few demon bites for the safety of theirs...

"Fine... I'll stay in Derry. For...For you and my family's sake." you said, defeated and a little mad. "Is the sweets serious?" He asked, still not letting go, probably to bite you if you change your mind. "Yes I mean it" you say, letting your arms flop. "You mean mean it?" He asked again, slowly rising to his height still holding you close. "Yes. I mean mean it" You said annoyed. "Do you-" "PENNYWISE YES I MEAN IT" You yelled out, only getting a quiet giggle from the clown.
"Okay then toots...I belive ya..." He said happily as he pat your head.

And so that's how you began living in Derry.

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I am sorry if you are not satisfied with the ending, you have to keep in mind that this is still my first book and I can't do endings for the life of me :(