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eddie wakes up from surgery high on anesthesia and confuses richie to be stan (who is dead)
so basically when i say "stan said" itll mean "richie said"

"Eds?" Is the first thing Eddie Kaspbrak hears after waking up from getting surgery after being impaled by that stupid fucking clown. Or, I guess It isn't a clown is it? It's an intergalactic shape-shifting entity. But clown is easier.
"Ugh..." He mumbled, trying to sit up but immediately failing. He couldn't feel anything. "Hey, Stan."
"W-What?" Stan responded, but he was wearing glasses. Since when did Stan wear glasses? As a kid he would constantly tease Richie about his glasses. Richie.
"D'you know where Richie is?" Eddie asked, and he got to response. Just a confused look from Stan. God he wanted to see Richie. No- he needed to see Richie. Richie was the last person he saw in the sewers and he should be the first person he sees when he wakes up.
"Eds I'm-" He clears his throat, "I don't know where he is right now, but he was really worried about you. He didn't think you were going to make it."
Eddie chuckles lightly, "I didn't think I would either. I want to see Richie, though." He feels delirious. Everythings blurry besides those stupid fucking glasses Stan's wearing. "Since when did you wear glasses?" He asked even though it was more of a rhetorical question.
Stan shrugged. "I should probably go tell a doctor you're awake, wait right here, buddy." He said, and got up leaving the room.
"Oh. Bye Stan."

When Stan returns, he's with a doctor. The doctor talks to Eddie about how long he'd have to stay in the hospital, it's a little bit less than a week but if there are any complications he would be forced to stay for longer. Stan says a few things to the doctor and asks if Eddie will be okay, sounding weirdly frantic, the doctor confirms he will be.
When the doctor leaves, Stan sits in the chair next to Eddie's bed, and Eddie frowns. "You're cool 'nd all...but I want Richie." Eddie whines, he sounds like a child. In a way, at the moment he sort of is. He spent the first five years of his childhood visiting his terminal father in the hospital, then the last thirteen years being dragged into the hospital for unnecessary reasons by his mother. He felt like a child again in a sick and twisted way.
"I...I'm sure he'll see you soon. Did you hear what the doctor said?" Stan asks.
"Maybe?"
"He asked if you wanted your wife to co-" Before he could even finish his sentence, Eddie looked at him wide eyed, seeming horrified.
"Oh God, no. Definitely not. I hate that bitch...hope she rots. I just want Richie..." He mumbles, trailing off. "Richie's hotter anyways."
Stan's face goes red behind his glasses, "W-What?"
"I mean...I'd rather be with Richie than that fat asshole- oh, that was probably mean. I don't care that she's fat." He clarified, and Stan just sat there, stunned.
"Try to get some sleep," He suggested, "Richie will be here when you wake up."
"Mkay...tell him to come see me soon, please." He practically begs, already falling asleep. Stan smiles, all though Eddie can't see it.
"I will. Love ya, Eds." St- No, Richie says.