Token POV
(Takes place after the chat with Bill Trying to move plot along!)
"So you're trying to tell me that this thing, Pennywise, is here in South Park to kill a bunch of kids?" I said, trying to understand the situation. I mean, a huge bomb was just dropped on us! It, or Pennywise, was in Derry, and before that, somewhere else. (AN: BTW not going through whole history of Pennywise). It lures children with false promises and uses their fear against them. Bill said he and his group of friends thought they got rid of him, at least for another 27 years, but when he moved to South Park with his family to let go of the past, It followed him. But it seems to be leaving him alone, probably realizing that Bill is no longer afraid of it.
"Yes. He will kill a b..bunch of children since they're eas..sy to target, they're afraid.d of a lot. I'm sure he's already gone after all of you, but now he's j..just playing with you. Playing..g your fears. He knows you're aft..ter him so he's trying to scare you awa...away." Bill said.
"So what we saw represents our fears? I must be fearless then, I didn't see anything!" Kenny said, smirking and throwing his arm over Butters' shoulders.
"Don't play that shit..t, Kenny. You sa..saw something, you're just too proud to admit i..it." Bill said, rolling his eyes. Kenny opened his mouth a few times, mimicking a fish. It'd be really funny if it wasn't so sad.
"Kenny, it's okay if you're scared. We're all scared. But...sometimes we need to face our
fears." Kyle said, standing up from his spot on the pirate ship.
"I agree, Kyle," I said. "We need to promise each other that we'll stick together. We are the Losers Club, remember?" We all laughed a little at that, even Bill. "So...what's our next step? What did you do to get him to go away Bill?"
"We overcame our fears I g..guess? I mean, I faced my bb..brother, an illusion, so did my f..friends. It se..eems that history is rep..peating itself." We all just kinda nodded, taking in everything we had just talked about. "Has any...yone else died? What did you see w..when you went to the sewers?"
Stan and Kyle looked at eachother, almost like a secret was passed between them. "Well.." Kyle began. "Stan and I saw….Wendy's beret floating in the sewer. I mean, it doesn't mean she's dead but…."
"And you didn't think to tell us this because…?" Kenny said, scowling. Kenny's right, how could they not tell us?! People are dying around us and they decided to keep secrets.
"We...with everything going on, I just didn't...I guess…." Kyle tried to say, but obviously no excuse was good enough, not even to him.
"Give him a break guys. I saw it too. We don't even know if she's dead guys! Plus, we all saw something on our way home, so we got a little distracted. It happened, let it go. We just need to make sure none of us die, right?" Stan said, crossing his arms and leaning against the monkey bars.
"Fine, fine...I'll swing by her place later, see if she's there." Kenny said, holding his hands up in defeat. "But now what? You said not to do anything until we talked to you Bill. We met with you, now what?"
"N..now you confront him fo..for real. I'll help, one less person for him..m to feed on."
"You're a friend of Cartman, so why are you even talking to us?" Kyle said, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. He's got a point, once Cartman split off from Kyle, Kenny, and Stan Bill took Cartman's side. I don't really know what happened, but Bill hung out with their group a lot before that. Then Bill started to exclusively hang out with Cartman, and when Clyde split from our group of friends, he also hung out with Cartman.
"I wouldn...t call us friends. At fi..first when he left your group I w..went with him because, well, he w..was the nicest? I g..guess? When we play..yed superheroes, you all bla..med me for everything, but he kinda...understood me. You all treated him li..ke shit too, we bonded over that. It lasted for pprobably a few months before he started to treat mme like a lackey. But y..you wouldn't accept me back so…" He shrugged and slumped onto himself. Man, now I kinda feel bad..
"Dude, you coulda come to us if Cartman was bothering you. I'm sorry we made you feel bad, we were stupid kids trying to act like adults. Heh, nothing's changed apparently." I said, patting him on the back. He gave me a small smile.
"Anyway...the sooner we beat this fucker the better, right? I say we go down there today with a few guns and blast the shit out of him!" Kenny shouted.
"Um...will guns even work? I mean, he's a...whatever he is, will guns work?" Butters asked from his place next to Kenny.
"I don't know...never tried them. We..we're also kinda underage?"
"Dude, got you covered." Stan said. "I'll bring the guns, you guys try to face your fears or whatever. I'm heading out now, Mom will kill me if I'm not home for dinner. How about 7 tonight?"
We all nodded and I agreed to text Tweek and Craig.
Me: Tonight at 7 good u guys?
Coffeeeee: Huh? For what?
Me: Facing this thing. This clown thing. Stans bringin guns, we just need to face our fears. It feeds off them
FuckYou: And that's soooo easy Token : | . We'll be there, but not promises about the fear thing. Something tells me this won't be the last time we face It.
Author's Note: Hope you enjoy! Trying to decide what happens next...any suggestions? Any new pairings you want?
