Warnings: gore(picture)/mention of severed finger+blood I think, trauma, lover fluff, mention of nudity, a bit of angst, and ooc Pennywise, shitty ending, not proof read
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It had been some time since Aquarius had been taken by Kenneth, and she was slowly loosing hope of being found again as the caravan was always moving. Most of the time, the poor girl was trying to keep her bob cat form, finding things that made her angry as to not be naked before her kidnapper. Unfortunately, it happened two or three times that he caught her like that, but she had the old decaying blanket he gave her on. Even though she wasn't really bare with it, she still felt extremely uncomfortable and really wanted out, like anybody would.
IWhen she woke up, she heard the faint unmistakable noise of her captor's 'special' VHS tapes, which made her grimace and roll her eyes as she pulled the blanket over her slowly forming bob cat form.
She started to shake a bit when her eyes slowly went towards the stump where her pointer finger was. The bandage was bloodied and that fact made her think about how painful it was, even though she really didn't want to remember it. She'll be scarred and scared for life if she gets out of this alive...
Harsh coughs from behind the door made her freeze in place, now realizing she didn't hear anything except from that. Footsteps sounded closer and closer as she huddled in the corner, desesperately trying to hide herself behind the dirty blanket.
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It took a really long time, but Pennywise and his 'dad' did find where The Clown was located, after one or two weeks. Within this time, Pennywise couldn't control his anger issues, so he stayed away from his kids, only feeling rage for the first time in his life. It was still hard for him to understand human emotions, but he was getting the hang of what was what and how to try and control it. At least, he had taught Archie how to take care of Kandy for when he and his mom weren't there, he thought as he looked at Papawise, walking behind him. The creature could smell a bit of his wife’s familiar smell, with the repugnant smell of The Clown, which almost made him gag, but he contained himself. Hi eyes flashed a dangerous orange as he contained himself from running and tearing the wooden wagon as soon as he saw it, his mind going to everything he'd make that big fat clown suffer through-
He was snapped out of his thoughts when his chest collided with the older clown that was walking ahead, and he stopped with a grumble. ''What-???'' Pennywise was hushed as peeked over Papawise's shoulder, seeing a... decaying horse?? (GORE)
Seemingly realizing something, Papawise's shoulders became less tense and he let out a small sigh. ''That's just Maurice, he's harmless!''
He semi-whispered before looking around, seeing the caravan's door opened. Both couldn't really smell anything at the moment since the horse's decaying smell was taking most of their attention, but if Pennywise concentrate enough on it, he could smell his wife a tiny bit, and it made him let out a small sigh of relief. ''Go, I'll stay there if he comes back, he's probably near anyway. '' He nodded at the older clown and ran into the caravan. As soon as he was out of sight, he heard the voices of Kenneth and Papawise outside, which almost made him want to go back out and torture him in all the worst possible ways. For now, though, he went back to his task and looked around, anger rising inside him as he saw all the bottles around. The place smelt really bad, almost as bad as the sewers. When he turned to the right, he was greeted by the strong smell of blood and fear, which immediately told him where his wife was. The smell made him wince, but he didn't have time to dwell on it as his feet rapidly carried him to the door, and he opened it with a bang, oblivious to his wife's scared whimper as she hid her scared face behind the only thing hiding her dignity.
When his angry gaze fell on her, his face soften/saddened in a second. His precious star was held in a corner, a chain around her neck. As soon as he got closer, not knowing what to say, she let out some other whimpers, making him frown and bend down, his hands going to her chain and snapping it. ''Gumdrop..?'' The whimpers stopped and she looked up, her puffy and teary eyes landing on her husband's face. ''..!''
She didn't even say anything as she hugged him tightly, tears now staining his suit, but he really didn't, and wouldn't, ever mind. They held eachothers for a small while, the demonic creature still not believing his wife is really there, until she broke the silence with a raspy voice. ''...That was kinda hot, I'm not gonna lie.'' It took him by surprise, but he still let out a chuckle, rolling his eyes a bit with a small wink, which made her smile as he took her in his arms, the voices outside were much louder than earlier, which made Pennywise stop in his track until he didn't hear anything anymore.
He stood in the doorway to the room his wife was kept in as he waited, not liking the silence. He gently put Star down and undid the top his suit, making her frown at him until he gave her the piece of fabric. She quickly put it on on wobbly legs, a relieved sigh leaving her before he took her in his arms again, surprising her. With her legs wrapped around his waist, he held her tightly against his bare chest and walked out, looking around in confusion. Papawise was nowhere to be seen, nor was his wife's abductor. As he was looking around, the wind making him grimace a bit, he was totally oblivious to Aquarius looking at her severed finger behind his back, her face in a sad frown, and her gaze far away. ''You're okay there, Star-baby? '' The nickname made her lean back a bit and she nodded, making him smile before he kissed her forehead. ''If you're tired, you can just sleep on me, I'll keep you safe...'' His kind words made her surprised again, but she didn't complain as she closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder, immediately falling asleep.
The horse from ealier was still there and turned around to stare at him, it's third eye seemingly staring into his 'soul'. ''Ew...''
The horse blinked again at that, obliviously not knowing the meaning nor caring about what he just said. He grimaced and held his wife tighter, starting to walk towards their home, until he saw an old cigar box on the ground... with human fingers scattered around-
''What the hell-'' The clown took a step back, his eyes fixed on the fingers, until he realized where they came from, and his mind went to his wife.
With panic, he gently took her hands and searched for a emputated finger, which was really easy since the bandage that was on the part left was bloodied. Even though rage was coming back and going to his head, he decided to try and keep his calm, knowing that Papawise had it handled, before he bent down. He kep one arm wrapped around his wife, making sure she didn't fall and took the finger that kind of seemed like it would be hers, before he finally went home, his grip tight on the finger, and his precious love.
