Converted Hosie Oneshots

Clown Movies

Original: josie_josette on archiveofourown

“Are you sure you want to watch this movie?” Hope asked for the tenth time that night. “I have other ones, we don’t have to watch a scary movie.”

“No, it’s okay. I want to, I promise,” Josie lied. She hated scary movies. Okay, well that wasn’t entirely true. She didn’t mind scary movies as long as there were no scary killer clowns in it. But this movie did have scary killer clowns in it so, yeah, she didn’t want to watch it, but for some reason she felt the need to prove to herself, and maybe a little to Hope, that she wasn’t afraid of clowns anymore.

“Okay,” Hope sighed as she put the disc into the DVD player.

She led her girlfriend over to the bed and laid down in the center while Josie cuddled into her front, throwing the blanket over the two of them.

Ten minutes into the movie, Josie was shaking and seriously resisting the urge to cover her face with the blanket like she used to when she was a kid. Hope obviously felt her shivering uncontrollably, not to mention, the tribrid could hear her heart beating unbelievably fast.

“Jo,” Hope said softly, rubbing her girlfriend’s shoulder. “We can change the movie. We don’t have to watch it.”

“No, I have to get through at least one stupid clown movie,” Josie muttered, holding back a squeal as the gruesome scene straight out of one of her nightmares was displayed on the screen in front of her.

Hope decided that she clearly wasn’t going to win this argument, so she settled back on the bed and pulled the scared witch back with her. She put her hand inside Josie’s shirt and rubbed the side of her stomach in an attempt to ease her fear, even if just a little. And judging by the sound of her heartbeat slowing slightly, it worked.

***

After the movie ended, Hope walked Josie back to her room. Josie knew that Lizzie was in their room, so they stood in the hallway for a little while.

“Well that was… fun,” Josie said, a forced smile on her lips.

Hope laughed which turned her girlfriend’s fake smile into a real one. “That is such bull, Jo. You hated it.”

Josie sighed and nodded. “Yeah, it was terrible.” She laughed along with Hope. “Ugh, this is all Lizzie’s fault.”

“And how exactly is this your sister’s fault?” Hope chuckled, eyebrows drawing in in confusion.

“When we were kids Lizzie found this movie in my mom’s closet called “Clown”. It was about this guy who put on a clown suit for his son’s birthday and then afterwards he couldn’t take it off. He turns into a killer clown and starts going after kids. Lizzie loved it, I had nightmares for weeks.”

“Aww, you poor thing,” Hope said, tucking a strand of hair behind Josie’s ear. “Well, hopefully you don’t have nightmares this time.”

“Ohh, that’s most likely going to happen,” Josie stated. “It’s pretty much guaranteed.”

“Then why did you force yourself to watch it?”

“Because it’s ridiculous that i’m still afraid after all these years,” Josie said, a hint of frustration in her voice. “I mean, come on. I’ve faced literal demons and actual monsters, how stupid is it that i’m afraid of clowns? And besides, I didn’t want you to think of me as some weak, scared little girl or something.”