Pennywise and me were riding our bikes to the local Derry movie theatre. His big sexy clownish shoes dragged on the ground behind him as he pedaled his sleek red bike. He honked his clown horn on his bike and I grinned sexily. My big red clown nose. Wind resistance.

Then we were in the movies watching IT. It was my favorite movie, and Pennywise liked it too. It was a really good movie about a clown and it featured a clown who I honestly felt just needed love.

Suddenly! Mrs. Myrtle's ugly voice called out from the front row. I could hear her big wood rocking chair rocking back and forth.

Pennywise was holding a hot dog.

"I could do a better job at satisfying that clown!" Her big rickety rocking chair squeaked obnoxiously throughout the theatre.

Everyone was too cowardly to complain, but Pennywise jumped up angrily. I was so impressed that he was finally being assertive and standing up for himself.

"Bitch! We should euthanize the old!" Pennywise growled evily with a big sexy red lipped smirk. He smacked his lips together evily. I really really wanted his clown instincts to overtake me. It took every ounce of my being not to jump his clown bones then and there in that theatre.

Mrs. Myrtle stared in horror before her mouth melted into a clownly grin. "You don't know how who I really am Sunny."

"Then educate me, you old hag!"

I smirked, Pennywise really knew how to be a bad clown.

Suddenly! Old Mrs. Myrtle turned into a clown! Not unlike Pennywise himself, but he was a little bit fatter and was balding unlike my handsome companion beside me.

He held up his big gulp and threw it at Old worthless Mrs. Myrtle. I thought her clown makeup would begin to run but it didn't, it must have been genuine. She reeked of Hawaiian punch now.

The clown rocked out of her rocking chair, "You'll regret that! BOB GRAY!" She rocked out of the room in her rocking chair, squeaking as she went.

"Who's Bob Gray?" I asked angrily. Was Pennywise not telling me something!

Pennywise looked down bashfully and grinned evily. "I had a life before you. A second family." He said cryptically and I shivered.

"Was that your name from before?"

"That's none of your business! She's senile." Pennywise grinned with evilness.

Then we were walking outside and I heard a dumb gurgle from the trashcan.

When I opened the trashcan there was a baby inside. It had turtle pajamas on. (wink to true fans lol)

"We should keep it!" I said, picking up the baby and carrying it to the run down house where Pennywise lived.

"I'm not good with children." Pennywise said evily and I rolled my (your eye color) eyes.

Arriving home, I grabbed Pennywises' mail at the edge of the street and entered the abandoned house with my clown man and our new child. I looked down at what had arrived. The daily clown magazine, honks daily, greeted me with its bright alluring colors. However the happy warm feeling it usually gave me didn't reach my clown-loving heart. My cb (clown boyfriend) had led a double life and he never confided in me about it! Weren't we close enough to share our feelings with each other?

The sound of babbling broke me from my thoughts and I suddenly remembered I was holding a baby. I'll deal with this later, I thought. Placing the baby on the seat of a broken toilet In the middle of the room, I searched for my lover.

I jumped down the well. I couldn't go another moment without seeing my clown. Down in the sewers I heard rustling of papers and the rustle of burning flames. Pennywise was throwing papers in to the fire! I stepped forward and noticed a photograph under my shoe. It was a picture of Pennywise but it wasn't quite Pennywise. Underneath the photo was the words "Bob Gray."

"No (your name)! Don't look!" Pennywise yelled, fear filling his sexy dark clown eyes.

"Tell me who Bob Gray is!" I yelled, anger filling me head to toe. If he truly loved me he would tell me the truth!

Pennywise continued throwing files into the fire.

I grabbed his clown tie and made him kneel before me, his clown shoes squeaking sharply. "I'm going to count to three and if you don't tell me by then you're going to be in big trouble mister!"

Pennywise uttered a guttural growl not unlike the ones I hear in my dreams. Suddenly I noticed he had an extra arm. Then two, then 10! Pennywise changed forms before me and turned into a giant spider, but he still had his handsome clownish face and arms, like a spider centaur.

"What are you doing!" I yelled. "More to burn papers with my dear!" He chuckled a clownish chuckle.

The firepit in the middle of the sewer was growing larger thanks to the help of spider pennywise's extra hands. He reached back and grabbed the final filing cabinet from his trailer. In a fit of rage I launched myself onto the cabinet and held on, pennywise unaware he was lifting me into the air.

"No, wait! I'm sorry, I'll never get mad again!" I begged. Pennywise looked for the sound of my voice on the ground, searching for me, but to no avail.

I suddenly realized I was being held dangerously too close to the flames and could start to feel the metal of the filing cabinet feel like hot metal.

Hot white pain crawled up my arms and legs. "Please!" I begged, trying to get his attention. I started to lose consciousness.

"Y/N!" Pennywise said breathlessly. To cool me down he launched me across the room away from the fire, accidentally a bit too hard from his extra spider strength.

My body bounced off the concrete and lay there for a while. Half conscious I looked up at the figure of a clown: A very tall, handsome clown. It was my clown!

He bent down with a look of tenderness I'd never seen before on his clownish face, it looked like he wasn't meant to possess it. "I almost killed you Y/N…" He whispered.

"You didn't mean to, I'm ok! Just tell me about what happened in the 1600s when you roamed the world as bob gray. I want there to be no secrets between us, no barriers." You said wistfully.

A range of clown emotions went over pennywise's face, but ended in a cold emotionless stare. "No. I will never change what I am."

A single paper fell from the ceiling of the sewer and onto pennywise's big clown shoe. With inhuman quickness he picked it up and crumpled it, looking off into the distance.

"I am who I am." He giggled. "And I'll start with that baby upstairs!" No, I have to stop him!