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theotherbloodfart · 5 years

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Ayo, it's me, the stupid boi. ...I have no idea why I wrote that. Anywho, I have a request for Pennywise's reaction to me telling him I want to cosplay him for Halloween and what kind of pointers could he give me to achieve the look and sell the part? Like me just showing up with a similar costume and, "Okay, how do you do the thing?"

This was so much fluffier than I intended 😂😂😂

Pennywise x Treble

“What is this?” Pennywise held the silver fabric up, between the very tips of his pointer finger and his thumb. He sniffed at the material, wrinkling his nose, before holding it away as if disgusted.

“It’s a costume, like yours.” Treble said as he flopped carelessly onto his back on a dusty couch in the living room of 29 Neibolt street. He then rolled over onto his belly and placed his chin in his hands, gazing at the clown.

“Like mine?” Pennywise lifted his other hand to spread the fabric, pinching the shoulders in the same delicate manner as before, wrinkling his nose again as the material fell into place.

It was indeed a suit very nearly like his own, albeit much smaller. There were differences. The silk on the clown’s own costume was a much more bright and resplendent silver. The orange puffs on the smaller costume were larger. But overall very similar. Pennywise huffed.

“It looks nothing like me.”

Treble laughed. “Pennywise, I wanna cosplay you for Halloween. Actually I was wondering if you could help me with it. Maybe tell me how to act or how to move and maybe show me how you do your makeup…….” Treble's voice trailed off as he noticed Pennywise's expression.

The clown’s face was tense, as if he were clenching his jaw, his lips pursed loosely as a line of saliva dripped out onto his neck ruff. A low pitched, whisper like noise came from him. One of his brows was raised, making this eye wider than the other.

“You……. You want to be me?” His voice was incredulous.

Treble's laughter poured forth like the patter of spring rain. “No Penny! I don’t want to BE you.” At this the shapeshifter lifted his hands and did quotation marks in the air with his index and middle fingers. “I want to COSPLAY you. For Halloween. Now…… How do you the things you do?”

Pennywise tossed the garment onto Trebles face carelessly and left the living room, heading towards the basement stairs.

“Come along birdie. Hee hee hee HAW HAW HAW HAAAWWW!” His gargling laughter rattled the old walls as Treble spluttered hotly, yanking the costume off of his face, throwing it over his shoulder, and pouncing gracefully off the couch to follow. He was quite swift. He could hear the screeching joyous laughter of the clown mingling with the tinkling of the tiny bells of both costumes together.

“Come come come birdie!” the clown sounded excited and impatient. “I’ll show ya! Show ya how to make the kiddies SCREAM! How to make the kiddies FLOAT! Pennywise will show ya YES he will!”

Treble made it to the top of the basement stairs just in time to watch the clown leap gracefully from the third step down. He sailed gracefully, twisting like a fairy as he went, and entered the well face first. Treble could hear his giggles turning into hungry snarls as they reverberated off the walls of the basement, the well. Heard them echo off into the sewer. Then All was silent.

“You sure like theatrics.” Treble chuckled as he slid on his rump down the rickety banister, trod rapidly across the room and leaped feet first into the well. The motion of falling ruffled his pale hair and filled his ears with rushing air. He landed softly at the bottom, splashing grey water as he did so. Pennywise was nowhere to be seen.

Treble wandered around the sewers for quite some time, wondering what his eldritch lover was up to. After a while he called out.

“Pennywise! I’m not feeling the learn right now! What is the point of this? What is th…..” a furtive scuttling wet noise silenced the shapeshifter immediately .

“NOT FUCKING FUNNY!” Treble dropped to a defensive crouch and moved forward cautiously, the smoothness of his movements barely causing any ripples in the water, his fangs and claws lengthening.

“NO.” The voice was wet. Fetid. The deep coughing sound of water and shit echoing down a massive sewer pipe molded into words. Ancient. Gargling.

“NOT FUNNY. NEVER FUNNY.” A child’s cackle morphing quickly into buzzing insect wings caused Treble to whirl with a hiss.

“So what is the point then? How is this supposed to help me cos you for Halloween?” Treble moved backwards to have the wall directly at his back.

His question was met with silence. And the echoes of water dripping down the elderly sewer pipes and into the water.

The clown’s scent became cloying and strong. Hot pavement. Spun sugar. The musk of caged lions. Sweet and predatory.

Treble felt a slimey wet tentacle slither rapidly up his neck and slide along his jawbone to tickle his lips.

With a keening snarl, the shapeshifter whirled, slashing out. His claws met dead space, the longest one slashing a metallic sound on the sewer wall. There was nothing behind him. The tentacle was gone. Massive gasping eldritch clown crackles rang and echoed so loud they made Treble's ears pop. He whirled again to see Pennywise standing in the middle of the sewer, his gloved hands clutching his own sides. His mouth was opened much wider than was natural, as if to make room for all the mirthful laughter.

Treble sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “The point Penny. What was I supposed to learn?”

“NOTHING!” The clown cackled between gasping laughter. “NOTHING AT ALL! THAT WAS FOR MEEEE!” Treble swore he could see tears coming from the clown’s eyes.

“Any other tips for me, oh great eldritch terror?” Treble was having trouble keeping his own grin from breaking thru. The clown’s joy was infectious.

“Oooooo yes!” Pennywise’s periwinkle blue eyes shined. “Salt the kiddies! They’re much more tasty tasty tasty that way! Omnomnomnom!” More laughter.

“Okay Pennywise.” Treble shook his head and chuckled. “I think I got the behaviour aspect down. What about the makeup and that lovely hair?”

The clown’s laughter died. His expression was wide and childlike. It was always interesting to see his reaction to compliments. He didn’t take them like humans did.

His chin lowered to his chest as his eyes glided from blue to glowing gold. This was followed by his signature loose lipped drooly grin. His obvious relishing of Treble's words was endearing. He shook his ruff briefly, a small movement, making his bells tinkle.

“You like my hair.” This was a statement. Treble nodded.

“I love your hair. I love a lot of things about you. And that is why I want to cos you Penny.”

“Very well.” The clown’s face was smooth and unreadable again. “I’ll do your makeup, little bird. And your hair. You can watch. And learn this way yes?” Pennywise tilted his head, obviously not used to teaching or gentle gestures.

“That works! Thank you Penny!” Treble grinned at the clown.

Pennywise lifted both brows in delight.

“And I’ll help you eat the kiddies! Yes I will!” More cackles as the clown turned and ran back towards the well.

Treble sighed as he realized Pennywise had literally only lured him down into this shitty water with the sole purpose of trying to scare him.

Shaking his head and grinning, he followed the clown.

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