"so many ways to die" w/ richie tozier.

insta famous.

"what the shit kind of idea is that?" eddie asked, smacking his phone down to hear richie's genuine answer.

"a kind of idea coming from an idiotic, bored fourteen year old in the summer! be jealous, not my fault you won't be insta famous!" richie bragged, smirking.

"yeah, okay, i wasn't planning on it," eddie said, sitting up and grabbing his water bottle.

"oh come on! it'd be cool!" richie begged.

"i agree with eddie, that's just stone-cold stupidity," stanley said.

"yeah, well, i'm a stone-cold stupid person. so please? for me?" richie continued. stanley rolled his eyes and snickered.

"you think that you could convince us by saying 'for me' to do absolutely anything for you? i'd rather do something for bowers," stanley snapped back. richie smacked his hand against his heart.

"ouch!"

"rich, it's dumb, okay? e-end of discussion," bill spoke up. richie rolled his eyes.

"fine then! i'll go by myself," he said, standing. eddie, stanley, and bill all exchanged terrified looks and sprung to their feet, eddie jumping in front of richie.

"hell no! you're not going anywhere, richie tozier. sit your ass back fuckin' down," eddie said, pointing to the chair richie previously sat in. richie rolled his eyes.

"i just wanna do it! wanna experience it!"

"it'll b-be the last thing you experience," bill pointed out. richie shrugged.

"fine by me," he said. eddie smacked his shoulder.

"dude!" he yelped.

"what?!" richie exclaimed in shock.

"don't say that! you're just making it seem like you wanna die," eddie sighed, sitting back down.

"bold of you to assume i don't," richie said under his breath. stanley's head snapped to him.

(a/n: dont yall fuckin dare make any of those suicidestanny comments.)

"what was that, tozier? mind repeating yourself?!" he said angrily. eddie and bill looked up at stanley.

"what'd he say?" eddie asked. richie sighed.

"nothing. i said nothing. will someone at least come with me?" he kept complaining.

"no. richie, go on, tell them what you just said!" stanley shouted. richie looked at bill and eddie, then turned around and started for the door.

"bye, guys!" he hollered.

"fuck!" eddie yelped, jumping to his feet once the front door to bill's house was actually closed. they all ran after richie in a panic.

"dude, r-richie. quit being stupid," bill said, grabbing the boy's shoulders.

"okay. i promise i'll stop being dumb when this is over. got it?" richie agreed. bill looked at stanley and eddie, stanley who crossed his arms and eddie who shook his head.

"i don—"

"great! let's go!" richie shouted, turning around to his bike. bill took a deep breath and just decided on following. there was no talking richie out of it.

"this is such an awful idea. it could fall! or it could start! what if the construction workers have some sort of remote that they accidentally might click? what if that disgusting machine has some sort of virus and it get's on richie and spreads through us all?—" eddie ranted.

"eddie! chill," bill shouted.

"okay! i'm ready!" richie shouted from underneath the large crane. and of course, richie liked to be extra, and a large, large brick was being held by the machinery. almost the size of richie's bedroom.

"guys, stop being stupid. this is really dangerous," eddie said as he watched richie lean against the crane. bill's held tilted in anxiety and fear as richie touched the machine, and stanley snapped the photo that richie wanted with a sigh.

"it's fiine! this thing's sturdy," richie said, shaking the crane with a large amount of force.

the crane trembled with this, and the huge, gray brick that dangled above richie began to sway. the weight was eventually too heavy for the chain, which immediately snapped.

everyone's eyes shot up to the falling piece of basically metal, which eventually landed straight on richie's horrified face, crushing him beneath it.

eddie screamed, stanley dropped the phone, and bill's entire face and body went limp. eddie burst into tears, shaking horribly.

blood leaked out from under the large brick, and bill turned and hugged eddie tightly, staring at the ground in pure shock.

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a/n \ authors note:

yeah soo these will be super short depending on the death

moral of the story; don't stand under ANY construction equipment. ever.

also a lot of these ideas might come from south park since i see it and im like "oh cool ANGST. let's make tichie rozier suffer!"

yes this is one of kenny's deaths shut up