saved by you |reddie|

5.

"you should meet my cousins friends." richie says out of the blue.

"mike has friends? how? he's a bitch." eddie said.

"don't talk about him like that. he's made mistakes and i call him names but he's actually great, just been through some stuff, that's all."

"sorry," eddie mumbled. "yeah, i'll meet his friends."

"okay, cause you were coming anyway. he and his friends are going camping and said i could invite you and the losers. it's next week." richie said.

eddie thought for a moment. camping doesn't sound like a bad idea, except everything is dirty, really dirty. but for his richie, he'll do whatever.

"sounds great, have you called them?"

"yeah, me and mike also helped buy the plane tickets, we only had to buy three though, stan and bill had the bright idea to drive."

"isn't that a 17 hour something drive?"

"yeah," richie chuckled. "dunno why they would choose driving."

"rich," eddie said.

"what's up eds?"

"one, don't call me that. two, are mikes friends-" he started to say but richie cut him off.

"they're nice, really nice. you'll get along with will."

eddie nodded his head.

"well, we have to prepare for the trip." richie said, getting up.

"no we don't, we have a few days."

"i just wanna be prepared, eddie spaghetti." richie takes eddies hand, making him stand up.

"what are you doing, rich?"

richie spins the shorter boy and giggled.

"nothing, eds, i just- you're amazing."

"whatever trashmouth," eddie says, blushing. "and that's not my name."

"aw, you love it eds."

about almost 4 hours later, everyone besides stan and bill had arrived, nancy driving eddie and richie to the airport to pick them up.

"has anyone heard from stan and bill?" mike asked.

"no, nothing," bev replied.

"the dumbasses decided to drive 17 hours, we'll hear from them sometime." eddie said.

the rest of the drive back to the wheelers is quiet.

once nancy pulled into the driveway, they all unbuckled and waited for nancy to unlock the door.

however, the door was already unlocked, the door opened to reveal mike.

"come in," mike said.

"no, i thought we were gonna stay out here." richie said, laughing.

"haha, very funny richie." mike said, opening the door more and getting out of the way so nancy, richie, and almost all of the losers could enter.

richie leads his friends to the basement so they could hang out.

"wait, i just realised something." eddie said.

"what's up eddio spaghettio?" richie responded.

"not my name," eddie said. "and does stan and bill know where to go? like did you tell them the address?"

"yes, eds, i told them. they'll be here tomorrow. don't worry that pretty little head of yours."

eddie rolled his eyes playfully.

"are you two," ben said, looking at both richie and eddie, "like, together?"

they both nodded.

"oh my god," mike hanlon said. "finally."

"wait until bill and stan finds out." beverly said.

"how long until they even get here?" eddie asked.

"like, 10 hours?" richie guessed.

it was already pretty late, so they all decided to go to sleep.

mike wheeler was woken up by a knock at his door.

he knew that he was expecting more people to show up, so he got out of bed and checked.

"may i help you?" mike said, tiredness present in his voice.

"uh, we were told to come here. i'm stan, this is bill. we're friends with richie and eddie." the one with curly hair explained. "you look a lot like richie though."

"yeah, he's basically my cousin twin. they're in the basement, probably sleeping. wake them up as you wish, i don't care." it sounded kinda rude but you gotta admit, getting woken up in the middle of the night is not ideal.

mike let them in, closing the door behind them.

"thank you," stan asked, silently asking for mikes name.

"mike,"

"mike, thank you."

"yeah, th-thank you." bill said.

"no problem, i'm going back to bed, good night." mike didn't wait for an answer and he went upstairs and got back to sleep.

bill and stan decided to walk down the basement steps as loud as they could, jumping on the last step, and finding the light switch.

this obviously woke up richie. everyone else is surprisingly heavy sleepers.

"stan the man!" richie excitedly said.

"rich my bitch!" stanley said, matching his friends enthusiasm.

"hey billiam," richie smiled.

"huh-hey, r-rich," bill said.

for the sleeping arrangements, there's eddie and richie on a pullout couch, then there's mike and ben in a sleeping bag, beverly requesting to sleep alone, also in a sleeping bag, but stan decided to bring an inflatable bed for him and bill that he's not going to air up.

"you two should get rest. bill you look fine, but stan, you look dead." richie said. "did you two not switch seats?"

"i c-can't drive." bill said.

"oooh, okay. but stan, get some rest."

"alright, fine. i guess i could use some sleep." he said. "bill, do you wanna cuddle?"

bill nodded and stan fell asleep holding bill in his arms.

richie got up to turn off the basement light and went back to bed.