Episode 6-Pennywise the Dancing IT

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"I think that what we need is a repair man-"

"Shut up!" Freddy hissed as he tried to fix the sink, "I've almost got it...just need to...ah-"

Water shot out of the pipes and sprayed him in the face. He gagged and then backed away from the cursed sink. Jason got up and tired his hand at fixing it but the results were the same the only difference being that Jason himself hated water.

Jason whirled around, all dripping wet and tossed the napping Michael a note; Hey unless you want to be without a shower today you better come help us fix these pipes...

Michael, who was still exhausted from all of the medications-namely his one true enemy, Thorazine-was laying on the couch with his limbs sprawled; Not now, I'm sooooo tired-

"Jeez Myers, if I woulda known that you were such a pussy then I never would've saved your sorry ass-"

Jason: You got him in trouble to begin with.

Freddy sighed and wiped his forehead with his clawed hand. Then he lashed out and kicked the pipes. This only made them spray a bigger torrent of water and he and Ghostface recoiled; Jason shook his head and went to sit on the couch and watch T.V.

"Okay," Freddy said as he got some towels to soak up the water once it had stopped shooting out of the pipes, "I think that maybe it's time that we call a mechanic or whatever...I don't know a damn thing about pipes."

Ghostface gave him a sideways glance and asked, "But I thought that you lived in the sewers or whatever..."

Jason: He lived in the boiler room or something.

Freddy shook his head and sat down on the counter. "No. You of all people...you've been there, Voorhees. I thought that you would know. But anyway, who're we gonna call-"

"Ghostbusters?" Ghostface suggested. The others looked at him as if he was an idiot. All except Michael, who was blissfully oblivious to anything that was happening in the room. He just laid there snoring loudly.

Jason sighed; Oh God, he's having one of his episodes...

"What the fucking hell, fuck face? Ghostbusters? Hell to the no. What we gotta do is-whoa, what's that?" Freddy suddenly screamed, pointing to the thick, red liquid dripping from the pipes. The others gathered around the pipes and stared until one of them, Ghostface, worked up enough courage to see what it was.

Tentatively he reached out his gloved hand and reached out to the puddle of liquid, fingered it then yelled and backed away.

Jason: What? What is it?

Ghostface swallowed and pointed to the sink in an overly dramatic fashion. "T-that...it's blood!"

Freddy laughed relieved. "Is that all? Jeez, we've all seen blood before! I mean we're killers for God's sake!"

Just as he said this, the pipes began to creak and then they were silent for a second. Ghostface sighed and laughed nervously.

"Well I guess we fixed it!"

Then before anything else could be said, the pipes burst open, sending waves of blood over the apartment's floor; all through the kitchen, and even some in the living room. They all rushed to their feet and into the living room area, slipping and sliding. Jason tripped down the three stairs that led to the lower level and brought the dreary Michael down with him.

Freddy and Ghostface took refuge behind the L-shaped couch and played rock, paper, scissors to see who would be the one to investigate the situation this time. And Ghostface, being the loser that he was, lost yet again. Cautiously he jumped over the couch and made his way over to the busted-up sink.

"H-hello? Is anyone there? I've got a cell phone if you need it-"

From out of the bloody muck a shape arose, large and towering with wild tufts of hair coming from around its otherwise bald head. It laughed maniacally and then dusted himself off. It was a clown, wearing a multicolored suit with big, orange pompoms on it and with a big, fake, red grin on its face. Ghostface jumped back, recoiling.

"Look, I don't know what your deal is busting through our sink or anything but I...I think that you should leave."

The clown laughed again, a screeching sound that echoed throughout the entire room and made Freddy's ears hurt. "I," the clown said, taking a huge, mocking bow, "am Pennywise the Dancing Clown, otherwise known as Bob Gray. Or simply It. Yeah, just go with that...that's what the 'King' did in any case..."

Jason rose to his feet and went over to Pennywise and shoved a piece of paper in the clown's hand; What are you doing here, Pennywise?

"Well I am in need of an abode...you see, it appears as if the little town of Derry, Maine has cast me away-" as he said this he made a grand sweeping gesture, "-and I've had no choice but to follow an old friend's advice. Perhaps you're familiar with Pinhead?"

At the mention of his arch rival's name, Freddy jumped over the couch and went up to Pennywise. "Yeah, we knew that son of a bitch all right. What's it to ya?"

The clown's smile broadened as he began merrily dancing around the room, on top of the old, wooden table. "Well the fact that you eternally damned my friend made me feel a little...uneasy, so I thought to myself, I thought, 'Gee, Bob. What if they were to suddenly cease to be a threat?' and the only what that can happen is if you play by my rules so..." Pennywise waved his arms in the air and laughed delightedly as Freddy and the others began to shrink in size and their clothes became too big for them, "now we're all playing by Pennywise's rules!"

Michael, who was happily snoozing on the floor woke up, startled to find that he was now six years old again, dressed in the same clown costume that he had been in the night that he murdered his sister, Judith. Jason was just a little kid in a too-big jacket and swim trunks.

Freddy thought that he got off the easiest, with a clawed glove that was three sizes too big for him and an overly large sweater and hat. Ghostface's tattered, black shirt now fitted like a gown and his shoes were so big that they were impossible to walk in. Pennywise laughed and pointed at them.

"Ha! That's funny...you all look so silly-"

"This isn't funny anymore." Ghostface said as he sniffled and wiped his nose.

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Freddy was an easygoing guy. Well, almost. He was able to tolerate Pennywise using him as a slave and being half his usual size but come dinner, when the clown refused to share the pizza he reached his breaking point.

None of the others seemed to care much; Ghostface was submissive normally, Michael was still a kid now, so any meds that he had previously been given were now so powerful that he could only lie on the floor and sleep and Jason was already dead inside anyway.

It seemed that Freddy was their only hope. And he had to think of something quick because, contrary to popular belief, clowns can't survive on a diet of just pizza; they must eat kid-flesh somewhere along the way.

Finally he snapped when Pennywise demanded that they all watch Steel Magnolias. Freddy objected.

Pennywise just laughed in his horrible way and said, "Fine, Kruger. You don't wanna watch the movie? Then how about-" he reached into the cushions of the couch and pulled out Pinhead's cube, something which Freddy had long forgotten that he had put there, "-I unleash Pinhead and you take his place in hell?"

Freddy's heart sank and he shook his head quickly. "No, really. It's okay, I-"

"Too late!" Pennywise cried as he twisted a few of the cube's segments and solved it. Like before, with a rush of blinding light and chains, Freddy was sucked into the cube, leaving Pinhead to take his place.

Pinhead laughed evilly and snatched the cube from the clown and stared at it, his black eyes glittering. Then he turned his gaze onto the only remaining slashers-Michael, Jason and Ghostface.

With a sneer he said, "Who's next?"

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A few seconds after Freddy was plummeted into the cube for the second time, Ghostface flew in on top of him.

"Heeeeeey Kruger." the young Ghostface said as Freddy shifted under his slight frame.

"Didn't brake a bone, did you Ghostface?" he asked as he wriggled out from under the other slasher and dusted himself off, "We all know how fragile you are."

"Ha, ha, ha. Pretty funny how you still manage to 'insult' me when no one's around to hear. Nope, no one at all. And pretty soon I'd venture to guess that Jason and Michael will be joining us."

Freddy gave him a quizzical look. "Nu-uh. You know that clowns have to eat kids-or at least Pennywise does. He's bound to eat those two, right? Then us. Well, he'll probably just decided to keep Michael and Jason around because they don't complain and they're bigger than us-"

"What do we do? I don't wanna stay here?" Ghostface asked, beginning to panic. He whirled around and around in circles with Freddy standing there rolling his eyes.

"I think that we outta keep calm!" Freddy howled over his companion's howls, "I'm sure that the hockey puck and Myers can handle this one thing...I'm sure that they can!"

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We can't handle this. Michael thought as he and Jason cowered in a corner and one of Pinhead's henchmen, the Chatterer replaced Ghostface. Jason sighed and looked at Pennywise with loathing in his brown, angry eyes.

He's got to be the first one to go.

Yeah, but how? Michael asked, clutching his large kitchen knife to his frail chest. And after him, how do we get rid of Pennywise?

Jason smiled under his hockey mask. Quite easily. We just need a little luck-which, mind you, is something that neither of us have much of-and brains-

Myers sighed in dismay and looked up to the ceiling. But I'm considered legally crazy and you're...well...stupid, right? They're is no way that we can do something like this.

Suddenly Pinhead turned to them and gripping their shirt collars, picked them both up and dangled them in the air. "Well," he hissed as his eyes glittered under the dim apartment light, "how does it feel to lose?"

Michael looked down at the ground, which seemed floors below him. Not very good.

Pennywise and Pinhead laughed. Jason rolled his eyes, took his machete and shoved it through Pinhead's sternum; Michael followed suit, slitting his throat with his knife. Pinhead gagged and dropped the two as he reached for his throat.

"Chatterer," he wheezed as Pennywise stood there staring in awe at him, "do something!"

But he didn't even have time as Jason quickly took charge of the situation and grabbed the cube from where it had fallen and solved it once again. Pinhead cursed and the Chatterer just chattered as they were sucked back into their hell.

Immediately Freddy and Ghostface were transported out of the cube. Michael, Jason, Freddy and Ghostface stared at each other for a second, each seeming to be shocked at what the other was doing then slowly they returned to their proper ages and heights as Pennywise's magic wore off.

As reality set in Freddy turned to Pennywise and snapped, "You...you sorry motherfucker..."

Michael: We just wanted to fix the sink-

Jason hit the slasher in the ribs; You didn't even help, stupid fuck.

"It doesn't matter. It's Pennywise's fault!" Ghostface exclaimed. The clown shook his head and motioned back to the sink.

"N-no! Look, I'm sorry that it had to turn out like it did, but...please. I need a place to stay. Please! Just let me live in your sink pipes or something-"

Freddy stared at him oddly. "Does that mean that you'll see us... in the shower?"

The clown hurridley shook his head. "No, no! I promise! Only the sink and I'll never try to interfere with you again. I won't say a word and I'll be nearly invisible."

They all looked at each other, actually considering the idea. Finally Freddy nodded and said, "Yeah, fine. That's what you were doing before anyway right? Just don't make a mess like you did today."

Michael shifted in his shoes a little and thought. I don't have a good feeling about this....