Pennywise crept through the sewers. His body relaxing as he heard the smallest little chirps that sounded like a baby. Pennywise walked around the corner and cooed on sight, there was a small boy, about three years old. He had such fluffy black hair and lime green eyes that he was adorable. Pennywise's instincts could tell that this was a baby, since the little one was this tiny. But then paused when he smelled the air. This was his son. his baby.