ok but i just thought of something really cheesy but imagine penny trying to scare you and never getting it right like he just couldn't figure out what your biggest fear was and then one day when y'all were supposed to hang out he'd prank you by playing dead cause he thinks he's ha-ha so funny and suddenly he smells that you're scARED BECAUSE YOUR WORST FEAR WOULD BE HIM BEING DEADDDDD
You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes as Penny stood in front of you, blood and other nasty fluids leaking from his eyes, nose and mouth.
“Are you serious? Right in front of my salad?”
“Are YOU serious? All of this and you’re not even the tiniest bit afraid?” He growled in frustration and wiped everything off with a dishrag, tossing it in the sink.
Taking another bite, you squinted your eyes and muffled out, “I’m not scared of that. I just think its messy.”
He huffs and grabs himself some human jerky he keeps in your pantry, “I’ll get you one day.”
Today is the first day off you’ve had in a long time and you wanted nothing more than to hang out with your clown boy. He wanted you to meet him down at the sewers so here you were, making your way through the tunnels to get to his hideout spot.
“Penny! You here?” You called out and looked around, feeling a bit uneasy. Something felt really off. The air was colder, the atmosphere felt tense, and aside from the sound of the running water, it was quiet. He was never this quiet. Usually when he heard you call, he’d always call out to you; silence filled the room and you began to panic. You made your way towards the well, afraid he went back to sleep without telling you. “Penny, this isn’t funny! Did you leave?”
Turning the corner, you gasped when you saw him laid out on the floor. He looked pretty beat up and you could see his blood floating up from his wounds. “Penny!” You cried out and grabbed him by the shoulders, trying to shake him awake. His body was cold and stiff, his eyes remaining closed as you tried your hardest to wake him up. “Please don’t leave me…”, a whimper fell from your lips as you cradled his body close to you, wondering what you were going to do now without him.
No less than three minutes passed by before Penny peeked and eye open, looking up at you as he could finally smell some fear in you. He couldn’t lie, he was smug that he was finally able to scare you but he felt bad it had to be this way. “…Darling…”, he coughed out as he feigned weakness, reaching up to try comfort you, cupping your cheek in his hand. You gasped and held him tightly, nuzzling his cheek.
“What happened? I’m so sorry I wasn’t here to help you but I’m here now.” You sniffled.
“Listen…” Your boy was torn. Should he confess to you that this was all a joke or risk actually getting killed by you for pulling this off?
“…it was this group of kids,they were so cruel..”