BOWERS GANG REPLACE THE LOSERS CLUB: THEY DEFEAT PENNYWISE INSTEAD AU

You breathed heavily as you held your baseball bat tightly, your fingers hurting from how tight your grip was. You were staring down that fuckface clown, Pennywise. Henry and Patrick stood near you. Henry held onto a six inch switchblade knife and Patrick had his iconic makeshift flamethrower. Victor had a gun he found somewhere and Belch was holding a metal pipe. You breathed heavily, getting ready to attack the clown that was laughing so mockingly in your face.**

Pennywise giggles, stepping closer tauntingly.

“Haha! You think you can defeat me, little girl?”

You furrowed your brows and stepped closer as well.

“Don’t treat me that way.. you’re actin’ like a wannabe.”

You spoke, you called him a wannabe because he’s deliberately trying to act like your abusive mother to scare you.

He giggled at you and spoke again, his tone dripping with mockery.

“You’re a crazy one, aren’t you? All.. wild and.. youthful.”

Your breathing grew more ragged as you got more angry. Speaking once again, your tone angry. The others were getting worried, now.

“I’m not crazy, I’m not wild! You’re just stupid, little child! Get your image off my back! I’ll give you a heart attack!”

You screamed, now Pennywise looked like he was.. growing smaller as you made him feel.. small. And it was him who was afraid now. Maybe you were crazy. But you were too oblivious.