《one || eddie kaspbrak [1]》🎈 |chapter seven| 🎈
Advertisement
JUNE 29, 1989
- - Rylee Tozier - -
"No, we gotta go through the alley way." Stan argues with Eddie while we were biking to Beverlys townhouse
"The alley takes to long." Eddie whined
"No, the alley is actually a lot faster." Stanley told Eddie
"The alley is more dangerous and disgusting." Eddie complained, Here we go again
"How is it more dangerous?"
"It smells like piss, and it's really gross. Just take the side streets for once." Eddie complained, again.
"Oh my god, the side streets are the same! They smell like piss and shit." Stanley argued
"Everything smells like piss and shit to Eddie." I said
"Yeah he lives with his mom!" Richie finished for me
Eddie rolled his eyes and ignored me and Richie, "Okay, okay, can you just tell me what she said exactly?" Eddie asked Stan, referring to the phone call he'd gotten from Beverly telling him to call all of us
"She didn't say anything, really, she just said 'you guys need to hurry over' something like that." Stan told us
"You made it, I-I need to show you guys something." Beverly said running down a lot of stairs
"What is it?" Eddie asked
"More than what we saw at the quarry?" Richie joked, I nudged him in the side
"My dad will kill me if he find out I had boys in the apartment." Beverly mumbled
"Okay, t-then Rylee, you go w-w-with her." Bill suggested
"No! She'll just make jokes!" Stanley yelled "No offence, Ry, but it's true,"
I shrugged, "Yeah.."
"We'll leave lookout. Richie, Rylee, stay here," Bill said, started your the stairs behind Beverly. Ben, Eddie, and Stan following after
"Woah woah woah, what if her dad comes back?" Richie and I asked at the same time
Stanley turned around and looked at us, "Do what you always do, start talking!"
"It is a gift!" Richie and I yelled
——————————————————————
"You know, we love being your personal doormen," Richie said as me and him circled the rest of the group
"Yeah, could you idiots have taken any longer?!" I joined in
"Shut up you two!" Eddie yelled
"Yeah, shut up." Stanley mumbled
Advertisement
"Oh, okay. trash the trashmouths. We get it. Hey, at least we weren't the ones scrubbing the bathroom floor, imagining the sink went all Eddies moms vagina on halloween." Richie and I yelled at the same time
"Seriously, how do that do that?" Ben mumbled
"She didn't imagine it. I-I s-s-s-saw something too." Bill stood up for Beverly
"You saw blood too?"
"Not blood, I s-saw Georgie. It s-s-seemed so real, it seemed like h-h-him, but then t-there was this.." Bill started
"The clown. Yeah I saw him too." Eddie said
"Wait, can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why i'm not seeing this shit?" Richie just had to make a joke
I would've laughed, honestly, if I wasn't so busy in thinking about what I saw. How I got that scar on my face.
"Ry? Y-You okay?" Bill asked me
"Huh? Oh y-yeah." I mumbled
"Did you s-s-see something too?" he asked again
Everyone attention turned to me, "I-I um.. Yeah. I saw Georgie too. Then that god damn fucking clown came out and, well, that's how I got that scratches Eddie had to stitch up, I didn't think you guys would believe me. He called me Rainie too." I mumbled the last part
Only Bill heard me say the last part, that 'Georgie' had called me Rainie.
"Oh, shit. That's Belch Huggins car, we gotta get outta here." Eddie said from behind me
"Wait isn't that t-the homeschooled kids bike?" Bill asked
"Yeah that's Mikes"
"Come on, we have to help him." Beverly said, dropping her bike and running towards the path in the woods, me following right after
"We should?" Richie asked
"Yes!"
Once we got to the opening where we were hearing Mikes scream, we saw Henry on top of him with a rock, about to hit Mike
I picked up a rock and chucked it across the river, hitting Bowers right in the forehead, making him fall off of Mike.
Mike got up and ran across the river to us
"Nice throw!" Stanley told me
"Thanks."
"You losers are trying to hard. They'll do you, both of 'em. You just gotta ask nicely, like I did." Henry taunted, rubbing his hands across his crotch
Advertisement
"You sick bastard!" Richie yelled from beside me
Ben let out a yell, while throwing a rock towards Henry and his goons, I think it was meant to be a battle cry, but it didn't work so well due to his 'baby like features', I mean, come on, he's too sweet.
"What the fuck? Come on! GET 'EM!"
"ROCK WAR!!!" Richie and I yelled, then Richie got hit in the forehead with a rock and fell down, then quickly getting up
All hell broke loose, rocks flying everywhere, I aimed at Henry most of the time but a few times I hit Belch.
"FUCK. YOU. BITCH!" Belch yelled at me, then I threw a rock and hit him on the forehead
A few minutes later, Victor and Belch had ran back into the woods, leaving Henry in the ground, defeated.
I turned and saw most of the losers leaving, me and Richie looked back at Henry and yelled "Go blow your dad you mullet wearing asshole!" while flipping him off and catching up with the rest of our group
"Thanks you guys, but you shouldn't have done that, now he'll be after you too." Mike thanked us
"Oh, Bowers? No, no, he's always after us." Eddie said
"Yeah, nasty little fucker, ain't he?" I blurted out, earning a chuckle from everyone
"I g-g-guess that's one thing we all have in c-c-common." Bill stuttered
"Yeah homeschool, welcome to the losers club." Richie and I stated
"Get used to those two talking at the same time, It's weird, but it happens all the time." Ben told Mike, pointing at Richie and I
We all laughed at that, it was true, and funny.
——————————————————————
JULY 4, 1989
- - Third Person - -
The losers club, including their newfound member Mike, were at the fourth of July celebration, Bill, Ben, Beverly, Mike, and Stan looking at the missing poster of Edward Corcoran, and Eddie was getting ice cream for himself, Richie, and Rylee, while the Tozier Twins were trying to play the tuba
Richie was playing notes while Rylee whined about it being her turn to try, until the man that owned the tuba came and took it from Richie "What the fuck dude?" Richie yelled and walked with Rylee back to the group
Eddie, who was struggling with holding three ice cream cones in his hands, came around the corner and handed Richie and Rylee their ice cream
"What are you guys talking about?" Eddie asked, as Rylee grabbed her ice cream out of his hand, and Richie did the same
"What they always talk about." the Tozier twins said at the same time, yet again.
"I think it actually will end, for a while at least." Ben said, continuing the conversation they group was having before Rylee, Eddie, and Richie came
"What do you mean?" Beverly asked
"So I was going over all my Derry research and I charted out all the bug events. The Ironworks Explosion in 1908, the Bradley Gang in 1935, and the Blackspot in 1962. And now these kids being.. all of this happening. These things seem to happen.." Ben trailed off
"Every twenty seven y-years." Bill finished for him
"Jesus." Rylee mumbled under her breath
The group decided to forget the subject for a bit and have fun at the festival, Beverly, Bill, Ben, and Mike went off to get ice cream, Richie and Stan were just talking at a bench, and Eddie and Rylee went off on a walk together,
"So.. I um, I just wanted to say i'm sorry for freaking out like that I just got kinda.." Eddie trailed off
"Jealous?" Rylee finished, in a questioning tone, with a small smile
"Yeah.. Yeah, I was jealous." Eddie admitted
The smile on Rylees face only grew, her cheeks growing a shade of red, she tried to hide it but Eddie noticed
"Are you- wait are you blushing?" Eddie asked her, as they turned into a little alley way
"Shut it Kaspbrak." Rylee snapped
"No! No, no. This is too good to ignore!" Eddie exclaimed, grabbing Rylees face and laughing, looking into her eyes, it was Eddie turn to blush now.
They two stayed like this for a while, smiling and blushing like idiots and staring at each others eyes, until Rylee had enough of it, she grabbed Eddie by his cheeks and linked her lips with his.
It took him a couple seconds to realize what was happening, but he clued in soon enough and kissed her back
The two broke the miss after about ten seconds and smiled at eachother again, "W-woah.." Eddie mumbled
Rylee laughed, "Speechless?"
Eddie grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers and walked out of the alley, "Let's go find the rest of the Losers"
——————————————————————
Advertisement
- In Serial49 Chapters
A Collection of Tales
This is or rather will become a collection of short stories set in the worlds of The Misplaced Dungeon and Unexpected Consequences as I am finding it difficult to avoid including some amusing ideas that would sidetrack those stories. And now also include stories from the world of And Dungeon Makes Three. Unless otherwise stated these stories happen in the background and are here because they seem to want to get out. Updating will be irregular.
8 68 - In Serial437 Chapters
Rupegia
"You may now kiss the bride." But no kiss ever came. I'm ripped from my wedding and thrown into a medieval fantasy world with game-like elements. It may seem like a game, but that doesn't matter to me, because this is my reality. The pain, the hunger, the cold, the fear, it's all real to me. Alone, without knowing why I'm here, in a world where I know nothing and nobody, I decide to buy a Blood Slave to have someone I can trust. She brings me comfort and so much more. She helps me raise my head high again and bravely move forward. Together, we'll grow stronger. Together, we're unbreakable. But she won't be the only one by my side. We need more than just each other, for I know that my purpose in this world can't be accomplished with only her help. Monsters and dungeons plague the land, forcing civilization to protect themselves from the hordes with tall walls and fierce determination. Killing monsters is a daily need, but they aren't the only enemy here. I have a powerful "Gift" that allows me to change my "skill points" at will, but if others were to know about it, there would be many that would try to use me by any means possible. Step by step, moment by moment, day by day, we keep moving forward, always aiming to improve our strength. One day, we'll meet our Fate, and we'll be ready for it. Swords held high, shields tightly strapped to our arms, wings spread apart, spells at the tip of our tongues, minds focused like blades, and our hearts hardened like steel. We'll take on whatever comes our way! --------------------------------------------- New chapters Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 8PM US East. At least 3k words each. Additional Tags: Psychological, Romance, Magic, Male Lead, Portal Fantasy/Isekai/Transmigration, Polygamy, Slaves Content Warning: gore, profanity, sexual content (most of it has been censored) (male/female, female/female, and human/non-human(not for the faint of heart)), traumatizing content What to expect: Slow story focused on the day-to-day life of a transmigrated man rather than on the plot. The plot exists but it very slowly becomes relevant. Also, slow character progress. It's a long journey, so don't expect a hero to grow in just a few chapters. Detailed environments and extensive world-building. Realistic and tactical combat instead of flashy. Protagonist with a cheat but far from overpowered. Lots of descriptive sex scenes (though most got censored here). It's treated as just another part of life instead of merely fan-service. A harem where the members actually enjoy living with each other. Occasional weird wording and grammar, English isn't my first language. Currently uploading on: Royal Road (most sexual content censored), Scribble Hub, Novel Updates Forum, Wattpad, Hentai Foundry, Webnovel, MoonQuill, Nobles, Archive of Our Own, and Literotica. This story is also on Scribble Hub, Novel Updates, Hentai Foundry, Webnovel, MoonQuill, Archive of Our Own, and Literotica.
8 145 - In Serial36 Chapters
Ars Magica
Our vision comes back into focus. Our eyes, while being able to perceive the immediate surroundings, still leave us with our minds uncomprehending towards what is actually occurring. Sure, there are definitive things that we can focus on, like the fact that we're either out upon the open sea or the open ocean, there not being much of a difference with no land in sight, as well as the fact that we appear to be upon a haphazardly constructed metal boat, whose seams are barely able to keep a hold of themselves in the crashing waves. However, that does not let us understand what exactly is causing the waves in the first place. If we were to rewind time, we'd find ourselves upon a calm sea under a peaceful sky with the only difference, being a small whirlpool that would be the precursor towards this uproar around the boat. Lightning flashes in the sky, with no clouds being near, and anyone actually manning the boat has either died towards the cause of the smashing tides in the first place, or are fighting amongst the flashes of lightning, all while trying not to become devoured, demolished, and utterly decimated by the beast roiling in the whirling waves. To better understand exactly what is happening here, there is one singular event that needs to be understood, that needs to be explained, and that is the arrival of a creature named Dave. Stepping back from current events and going towards this creature's first appearance in the world, we begin to hear the sound of water slowly dripping across rocky ground. The cavern is utterly silent except for this one constant, its cause feeding channels downwards, sloping towards cracks in the rubble along the floor from broken stalagmites and stalactites. And there, lying on top of something which had fallen over recently, judging from its cracks, is a person, the creature named Dave. His form is fast asleep, either from the impact or from an intoxication, judging from the smell upon its breath. A bright light suffuses into it for a second, giving life towards the pale skin, before it slowly dies down back to the comfortable black of the cave that it's within. Before this moment in time, Dave did not exist in the physical world. At least, not in the reality that he finds himself born into. We do not know whether or not his existence is simply a cosmic joke, or something that is being played out on purpose. All that we do know, is that one moment, the body was not in the cave, and simply formed in the next. The actual earliest time that we know Dave exists, is the interpolation of the memories of J-209, which we'll begin looking into shortly to gain context towards the coming narrative that is being written and hastily trying to keep itself written. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning: This story has several things which might turn its readers away. The first is that this story has shifting points of perspective. Don't worry about that previous sentence too much though, as the main character will always have a first person perspective associated with them. However, any other character from which we're viewing the story from will either be in third-person, as we are not necessarily in their shoes at the moment, or in first person, given that the narrator is an actual physical presence within the story. For the most part, chapters will be self-contained with their perspectives, so there will not be an abundance of switching perspectives within the same chapter. The most that an average reader would have to worry about is the fact that perspectives can switch between chapters. The second thing is that the main character is a bit on the 'special' side of things. He's not exactly mentally there most of the time, so there will be some times that his personality or his thoughts do not actively align with his actions. The third, and final thing of importance, is the fact that past the first couple of chapters, nothing has been planned in advance. There are arcs and plots that I want to do, want to implement, or have already been set into motion from our main character's introduction to the world, but the method that I use for my story writing and generating leads towards a bit more random chance being enabled. Basically...there's a lot of dice rolling behind the scenes. To not complicate the story further than its regular LitRPG elements, the rolls will not be publicly available. However, there will be knowledge within the author's notes on whether or not there were positive or negative critical rolls that had occurred within the chapter. You have been warned. Updates: Mondays & Fridays (Schedule permitting) Typical Chapter Length: (2,000-3,000)
8 108 - In Serial7 Chapters
Astral Attachment
#anime #urbanfantasy #magic #ecchi James lived as little more than a magical weapon of war until his awakening. The controlled him like a puppet, but he's taken control of his life and is learning to live for the first time. This world is much like ours, but magic users known as Clients are controlling major world events from behind the scene. His family, the Landos, are magical Clients and are known as one of the powerful and shadowy rulers of the planet. They usually pull the strings from behind the curtains, but that has started to change. There is an invasion of superpowered blood-sucking ghouls known as Lamia. These Lamia are master Clients as well and have set their sights on the Lando family. Follow James as he tackles magic users, falls in love, slays vampires, is tormented by terrifying monsters and is driven nearly to the depths of hell.
8 101 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Sword God and the Eight Swords
Suddenly awakened in an abandoned mansion which later realized that it was his home; but it seems to be a vast different in what he saw before he fell unconscious. Seeing there's no one on the place anxiety and confusion filled his mind and heart. Now he set foot his journey seeking the truth of sudden change. CREDITS TO WHOM THE OWNER OF THESE BEAUTIFUL PICTURES Background - I picked up the BG because of the 8 swords. Though I removed the girl because it was some sort of a ritual and our MC is a guy. The Swordsman - His look in the description was vastly different, but just think of him as a modern guy and that person in the cover was close. IMO. BIG CREDITS TO - the person who points out the mistake of my cover. vkg313 - the person who have a keen and sharp eyesight. He could look into the truth and mistakes of anything he wanted to see. Thus, unveiling the mistake of my cover. Instead of 'Eight Swords', it turned out to be just 'Eight Sword'. So thanks for the tip, and I appreciate it.
8 136 - In Serial19 Chapters
The Crimes of Society: A Lady Gaga Story
The hate needs to end. Sometimes it seems as if she can't escape anymore. It's breaking her. She's done.
8 213

