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*^^one of my favorite shows, need a season two or I'll cry harder than I did while watching the end of season one. And I've started to watch Dreamworks Trollhunters again and it low key gives me anxiety and makes me depressed in a good way. Like I was sad when Jim didn't make it out of the dark lands the first time... sorry for the spoiler of you watch it.
Edit: thank you for 1k, just saw that, love you all.
I was currently in trouble, maybe in the biggest trouble I would ever be in. I was facing the despicable, deadly, troublesome Eddie Kaspbrak. Richie was picking up his cousins from the airport, Bill and Stan were off working for a history project, Bill and Bev were at the library, and Mike was waiting for the two of us. He wouldn't have to wait if Eddie would just stop spazzing and walk out the door.
Mrs. Kaspbrak was currently upstairs taking a nap, Eddir told me to not say a word or else Hell would really break loose. So I just had to take all of the screams the boy spat in my face, even though they were whispered. We finally got out the door and started to walk down the road, well Eddie biked, I walked.
"I mean she could've woken up if she heard that doorbell, she would freak if she thought I had a girlfriend, she would spaz sh-"
"Okay why girlfriend out of all the things in the world, and do you mean she'd spaz the same way you are now?" He fell quiet an his cheeks reddened while he looked at the pedals and his feet. I quirked an eyebrow at the boy and dismissed everything as I saw Mike riding towards us.
"What's up Boe Peep, loose one of your sheep?" I asked teasingly, I always joked around with Mike about how he lived on a farm. I don't really know why I did it, he never stopped it.
"Nah but I did find a pig and a chicken." He said, his eyes switching his gaze between Eddie and I causing my grin to drop and my face to turn cold.
"Let me guess, I'm the pig?" He nodded. We kept continuing our journey until Eddie spoke up about three minutes later he yelled his next statement.
"Wait does that mean I'm the chicken, what the hell, Mike!" He exasperated, I laughed as he had just got that he was also insulted.
"Aww, Eds, you're no chicken— if anything you're a chick, small and cute." I said pinching his cheek, he nearly fell off of his bike trying to slap my hand away from him.
"Hey, we should go to the ice cream parlor." Mike suggested, I looked at Eddie who shrugged, I looked at Mike and nodded. Our trip there was filled with me trying to pester Eddie and Mike mocking us. H said something like 'you're basically Richie'. Oh an I recall a squeaky Eddie Kaspbrak hollering 'I think all of that tea is going to your brain'.
Eddie was so caught up with talking to Mike that I decided to stay quiet, sometimes I really did feel like I didn't belong in the club. Maybe I was right, but that didn't matter because I've spent this long with them, and if I regret it then so be it. I mean, it wasn't a horrible regret, just one where I wish I would enjoy my time.
