《Childish ~ Richie Tozier x Fem Reader》9: Strategies are Stronger.
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The Losers' and I haven't talked in several days prior to the 'fight'. I stayed home, kept my curtains closed, and layed in bed all day, usually eating junk food. Going through some type of emo phase.
My mom had told me to go to the pharmacy to pick up some medicine for the house.
"Right mum, I'm going." I shut the door feeling the cool breeze whoosh through the air. It was still warm outside, just not the summer type feel. I rode my skateboard, arriving at the entrance. I spotted a familiar body at the counter with it looked like the fill-in? She had blonde hair tied into a up-do ponytail, teenager type. I watched as she walked up to him from behind the counter, grabbed a pen and started writing on his cast.
He pulled away from the counter so I walked up to him. "Uh. Hi Eddie." I awkwardly swayed. "Hi Y/n." He replied shaking. "What's wrong? Did that girl hurt you or something?" I said with a serious tone.
He glanced at the cast, looked at me and to the floor. "Hey, what's that on your cast?" I said curiously, gently grabbing his arm to get a closer read- it said, 'LOSER' on it with a wad of bubble gum plastered on the letter O.
I gave him a soft look.
"Do you need me to beat her up?" I said sternly, "Cause I'll give her little ol' Besty." I said shaking my fist as Eddie chuckled, "No, it's okay."
I pulled out a red sharpie from my bag and began tracing a 'V' over the O to form Los(v)er. He stared at the cast smiling as I slid away my sharpie.
"Thanks Y/n." He thanked giving me a sideways hug. "Anytime Eds." I smiled pulling away. "Did you come for something?" He asked, tilting his head. "Yeah. Just some things." He furrowed his brows, "Watch out 'cause you might find out it's all bullshit." He lightly brushed past me,
"I have to go, sorry Y/n." I waved with curiosity, still standing in an empty aisle.
LATER THAT DAY
-KNOCK!-
-KNOCK!-
-KNOCK!!!!!-
"Im coming, I'm coming!" I groaned getting up from the couch, over to the front door. I poked through the hole and it was Bill.
I opened the door, "Bill what are y- Beverly. Captured. It. We need to go." Bill said interrupting me by covering my mouth as I nodded fast. If that son of a bitch captured Beverly, I'm of course helping, coming to the rescue. I was already ready so I went outside and rode with Bill.
We rode to the arcade to go recruit Richie.
He hissed at us as we spoke between his video game battle. "See that guy I'm hitting, I'm pretending it's you!" Richie spoke angrily towards Bill. He repeatedly banged the buttons as Bill finally spoke up, "It got Beverly." Richie scoffed, "What are you talking about!?" I angrily spoke, "IT Richie, IT got Beverly!" He slowly turned away from his game to face us.
•••
*DING*
*RING*
*DING*
"H-Hello?"
Ben had called about Beverly. I agreed to come over and hung up. As I was walking towards the door, my mom stopped me in my tracks.
"And where do you think you're off to?" She hissed.
"Out with my friends."
"Sweetie, you can't go, you're getting over your sickness remember?" She spoke to me as if I was a child.
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"Sickness? What sickness ma?" I pulled out the tube from my fanny pack. "You know what these are?! They're gazebos! They're bullshit!" I angrily threw them across the floor.
She gave me a hesitant stare.
"They help you, Eddie, I had to protect you."
I scoffed, "Protect me? Protect me by lying to me and locking me inside this hellhole!?" I hesitated. "I'm sorry but the only people that were here to protect me were my friends and you made me turn my back on them when I really needed them." I began to walk to the door. "So I'm going." My mom called after me for me to come back but I grabbed my bike, "I'm sorry but I have to go save my friends!"
Y/n's POV
We rode all the way to Neibolt street in a rush. Mike brought a gun with bullets for safety.
We plopped our "vehicles" down and began to walk toward the entrance of the house. Eddie threw his fanny pack into the field of the house, his pills rattling inside. While we were preparing, Richie grabbed a brown beer like bottle and smashed it on the porch. We entered the creepy house with a flashlight. Stanley stood there frozen, in fear and in shock. "Stan, we all have to go. B-B-Beverly was right." Ben stuttered. "If we split up like last time that clown with kill us one by one." He finished. "But if we stick together, all of us, we'll win." He added. Stanley finally stepped inside and the rest continued to trek inside. "Thanks Stan." I smiled. "No problem."
We reached a well. "Hey Eddie, you got a quarter?" Richie asked jokingly. "I wouldn't want to make a wish in that fucking thing." We stared at the deep well and I was scared for mercy. I backed up far from it. Mike was helping the club climb down the well with a long thick line of a rope.
Finally, I was about to step out of the shadows until Henry Bowers covered with bloody murder hits Mike in the back with a pipe. "Oh my shit!!!!!!" I thought with a wide-eyed expression. Mike drops his gun closer to me. The club call Mike's name until Henry peeks his head out from the top making sheep noises while laughing. The club noticed I wasn't there and Richie wanted to get up there, assuming I was attacked my Henry, too. Henry pulls the rope and throws it on my knee causing me to flinch.
"You didn't listen to what I told you did you? You should've stayed out of Derry. Your parents didn't and look what happened to them." Henry summed as Mike breathed heavily. "I get sad every time I pass by that pile of ashes." He said sarcastically. "Sad, that I couldn't have done it myself." Mike scurried for the gun as Henry pounced him grabbing the gun that wasn't loaded. I stepped out of the shadows and shoved him into the never ending well. I heard Henry scream all the way down.
"Oh my God Y/n!!!!!" Mike yelped. "Always here to save the injured." I replied. We poked our head out from above hearing Richie call, "Y/n, baby!! Mike! Are you okay??" He screeches from below. "We're just peachy thanks for asking, Rich." As Mike was reloading his gun, the bullets fell into the giant abyss causing us to curse. I gave Mike the rope to propel us to the rest of them, but as we arrived Stanley had disappeared.
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Me and Eddie cried his name the most going through "greywater"
We heard Stanley cry, "HELP!!!!!" from a distance and immediately stampeded toward his voice. We had to break open a rusty old metal door to get to him to. When we got to the other side of the door, a lady was devouring poor Stanley's face.
"What the fuck is that thing!"
"Oh my Queen Elizabeth!!"
When the lady monster had layered rows of teeth pursed upon Stanley's face, it was beyond horrifying. His fear slowly backed away from him and then came Pennywise. We got a chance to run up to him, laying there helplessly.
Stan began screaming and crying.
"No! No! No!"
"You left me! You took me into Neibolt!"
"You're not my friends!"
"You made me go into Neibolt!" He repeated over and over.
"Stanley I'm sorry!" Eddie screamed. "We would never let anything bad happen to you." -as I tried to comfort Stan, shaking vigorously with every breath. There was overlapping chatter as I saw Bill run after something. I followed Bill to make sure he was safe.
They called Bill's name following after us.
"Bill where are you going??" I shouted while trying to keep up with him. He ignored me, but I followed him anyways. We were running down the sewer tunnels until we approached a room with stuff collected in the sewers stacked upon one another along with missing kids, Beverly floating in front of the pile, paralyzed and dazed. "Beverly!" Bill and I roared. He tried to jump up and grab her and I tried to help, but she was too high.
"Y/n, stay here and look after Bev. Do not follow me." Bill demanded. I nodded.
"Y/n, Bev!!" Everyone called.
Richie came to hug me, "Stop leaving me! Please."
"Wait, are those all the missing kids floating?" Eddie asked.
We tried to climb on top of each other to get Beverly down while Stanley watched and succeeded.
"Why is she not waking up!" He screamed at them. "What is wrong with her!?!"
"Beverly please, come on!!" He said while hugging her tight.
Beverly was in a trance. A spell. So, Ben grabbed her face and pulled her in for a wake up kiss.
Everyone but me and Stan were in disgust.
Beverly woke up with a loud gasp.
"January embers" She spoke directed to Ben.
"My heart burns there, too." Ben finished.
"Jesus, fuck." Richie smiled dorkily and pulled the club in for a giant hug.
"Where's Bill?" Bev asks while pulling away.
We met up with Bill talking to a child with a boat in his non-eaten hand. "Is that Georgie?" I whispered to Richie. He nodded slowly.
"I wanna go home." The boy whimpered.
Bill sobbed. "I miss you I wanna be with mom and dad." The boy continued. "I want more than anything for you to be home." Bill softened. "...with mom and dad... I miss you so much." Bill said walking closer to him.
"I love you Billy" the boy choked out from his sobs. "I love you, too" said Bill.
"But you're not Georgie." Bill said sternly pointed a gun to "his" forehead. I gasped and grabbed Richie's waist tight. Bill fired the gun and the figure fell back. It spazzed out making me squeeze Richie's waist tighter. The boy screamed and was emerging into a monster.
It was absolutely terrifying.
The demon was Pennywise, roaring and moving itself upward in an instant.
Eddie screamed, "Kill it Bill, kill it!!!" Everyone was shouting kill it to Bill, the only one with a gun in his hand.
The eyes of It were rolling to the front, staring at Bill.
Mike remembered that the gun wasn't loaded.
"Hey, it's not loaded!" Mike screamed at Bill.
Surprisingly, the gun fired and Pennywise did spinning rotations and charged at Bill with much much force. Bill used his gun to block the endless rows of teeth of Pennywise from biting his face off. Beverly intervened yelling, "Leave him alone!"
"Beverly no!!!"
As Mike had a crowbar in hand to charge at the demon, "It swung him into the pillar with its claws. "Mike!!" I yelped.
Bill grabbed a pipe and put it in its mouth horizontally. Stan grabbed on to the long pole as It swung in circles and flew him off. Richie was on top of Pennywise and It swung Richie off with a snap. "Richie!!" I yelped. I sat next to him as everyone was over by us.
Pennywise had Bill in its grasp and wouldn't let him go.
"Let him go." Beverly said fiercely.
"No." It spoke. "I'll take him, I'll take all of you!" It roared.
"And I'll feast on your flesh as I feed on your fear!" Richie held my hand.
"Or, you'll just leave us be!"
"I will have him only him, and then I will have my long rest and you will all live to grow and thrive and lead happy lives..." It stammered.
"..until old age takes you back to the weeds...."
"Leave," Bill croaked. "I'm the one who dragged you all into this." "I-I'm so sorry." Bill stuttered.
"S-sorry." Pennywise mocked. "Go!" Bill demanded as It laughed once more. "Guys, we cant!" Beverly spoke. "Richie let go of my grasp and stood up.
"I told you, Bill. I fucking told you. I don't want to die. It's your fault." He began listing things:
"You punched me in the face, you made me walk through shitty water, you brought me to a fucking crackhead house, and now..." he grabbed a bat.
"I'm gonna have to kill this fucking clown."
Pennywise dropped Bill.
"Welcome to the Losers' Club, asshole!"
Pennywise roared and charged for Richie as he swung the bat so bravely at It's inhuman face. The pole Mike had been carrying this whole time was now going through It's throat. There were screams calling for Mike with little wormy things crawling out of the mouth. I grabbed a pole and broke the connection of Mike and the 'insects'.
The Flute Lady was now on Pennywise's head and was running towards Stan. Pennywise's hands grew crab feet and legs chasing after Mike threatening to crush him. I saw my father smiling and cheering me on. It made me very sad. Finally, Ben stabbed a pole through the back of It and it hurled and swirled. Layers of wrapping things like a mummy would have grabbed Ben's head and pulled him closer to the face inside of it.
Bill grabbed some chains and smacked it in the face, Richie used his bat to hit smack him, and I used an old metal coil to (do something I dunno )
We repeatedly smacked and kicked this thing until it threw up black liquid on Eddie. "I'm gonna kill you!" Eddie screamed and kicked It square in the face without hesitation. Suddenly, Pennywise's face became a man. Apparently Beverly's father.
"Hey Bevvy, are you still my little gi" He was interrupted by the plunge of a 7 inch pipe going down its throat. Beverly stepped back and almost tripped as I caught her as Pennywise turned stone grey. He threw up half the pipe and stumbled backward as we crept forward. It was suffering to breathe while chuckling."
"That's why you didn't kill Beverly. 'Cause s-s-s-she wasn't afraid." Bill stuttered. "And we aren't either.. not anymore."
"Now you're the one who's afraid" Bill said bravely. "Because you're gonna starve." Pennywise plunged backwards clinging onto the brim of another small, endless well. "He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees the ghosts.." Pennywise muttered quietly. "He thrusts his fists against the p-p-p-osts..." Bill was about to strike it with the pipe for it to fall, but it's head was cracking and disappearing.
"Fear."
Pennywise fell down the abyss and I was in total shock. "Perks of being a new kid, huh..?" I nervously chuckled. "I know what I'm doing for my summer experience essay." Richie sighed deeply. Bill pulled Beverly in for a hug as Eddie noticed the kids were floating down.
Bill brought Georgie's yellow raincoat up to his face sobbing as we all comforted him. I could relate the most to what he was going through.
We were there, sad and heartfelt.
~2,573 words~
ok y'all I'm making another chapter dw this isn't the last one yet. so ye I'll probably finish this tomorrow or Saturday cause I'm gonna watch stranger things season 3 :)
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