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March ❀ age  9-10
(i know i made richie's birthday on June or July earlier in the book but I found out that richie's actual birthday is on March after I wrote it. so i'm switching it to march.)

WARNING: weird ass shit

"richie, I mean it! slow down! I'm gonna fall! I'll break a bone!" eddie squealed as he tightened the grip he had on richie.

Richie hoisted eddie up since the smaller boy was on his piggyback ride. "this is the only way you're going to survive without sinking into the snow"

"hey i'm not that short!" eddie pouted and wrapped his legs tighter around richie's waist.

"don't lie eds. it's a sin"

"it's a sin to call me eds!" the other boy argued back as richie walked in the snow.

"so what am I looking at right now?" beverly put her hands on her hips as she looked at the two boys walk to school, eddie holding both of their backpacks.

"i'm giving eddie piggyback ride cause if he's gonna walk on the snow, he's gonna sink and I won't be able to save him" richie grinned, carefully dropping eddie down. "you okay?"

"yeah...and I am not that sho-"

"ah say, ah say...why can't you reach the top shelves then? hm? why's that eddie? and why is it that you have to always ask me to reach them?" richie grinned down at eddie, who crossed his arms.

"oh let him be, jerk" stan's voice was heard from behind them.

"had a nice weekend?" bev asked from the curly haired boy, who shrugged. "I guess...have you guys seen bill?"

"he's sick. i waited him for like ten minutes and then the dickhead comes out and says he's sick. then I asked my mom to drop me off at eddie's so we could walk together" richie said as the four ids began walking inside the school.

"should we stop by and...you know...cheer him up?" bev asked.

"but the germs" eddie said and looked up at stan, who he also knew hated germs. "right, stan?"

"I..." stan blushed. "well, it's bill...it's...i don't mind the germs if we could get him happier..."

richie squinted his eyes. "are you sure?"

"yeah...i can just wear my mask if-"

"you have a mask? do you have an extra? for me?" eddie jumped.

"i do, but you can keep it. i don't want it back after you've breathed on it" stan crunched his nose.

"hey losers! enjoyed your weekend?" they heard a low voice behind them. They turned around and saw Patrick Hockstetter walking up to them and wrapping an arm around richie and eddie's shoulder.

eddie tried to wiggle out of his touch, getting extremely uncomfortable.

"i enjoyed it very much, thank you for asking" richie grinned, removing patrick's hand easily, then pulling eddie out of patrick's touch.