That night, Rowyn was awoken by some growling and scratching.
He grumbled and rolled over.
"Is that you Pennywise?" he asked IT, who was snoring away.
Then, a loud crash rang out, and a giant black wolf ran into the sewers!
"AHH!" Rowyn screamed, grabbing IT's clown sleeve, and shaking him awake.
"Huh?" IT grumbled rubbing his eyes. He then started chuckling.
"What's so funny?" Rowyn demanded, putting his hands on his hips.
"Oh don't worry, he won't hurt you, that's just my friend Peter from Hemlock Grove!" IT exclaimed.
Rowyn started crying.
IT frowned and put his hand on Rowyn's shoulder.
"What's wrong Babe?"
"I want to be the only man in your life, I don't want you to talk to anyone with an xy chromosome except me!"
Rowyn threw himself onto the floor, and started to pound the ground with his fists.
IT and Peter looked at each other, and rolled their eyes. Then, Peter decided he had enough of this crap, so he hit the road, Jack, and he didn't come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Eight hours later, Rowyn had finally stopped crying, and IT had breakfast made.
"That sounds delicious, what are we having?" Rowyn asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Left over Victor Criss," IT said nonchalantly.
"Yum."
Rowyn smiled and kissed IT deeply on the lips. IT wasn't too into the kiss though, because he still remembered how much of a brat Rowyn acted like, and how he said he couldn't have any friends with an XY chromosome.
"So, I'm going to the club tonight, and I'm probably going to make out with a lot of guys while I'm there, don't wait up," Rowyn said, giving IT one last kiss before walking out of the sewer.
IT sighed and plopped down, putting his hands in his head. He was beginning to wonder if Rowyn was actually the one for him after all.