.•x•.Richie's POV.•x•.
I wake up to my alarm basically screaming bloody murder in my ear. I try to reach over for the clock, not wanting to get out of bed but fail when my arms don't reach the table. I try to reach for it again but fail again. I bury my face into the sheets and try to block out the noise after 30 seconds the sound of the wailing alarm finally gets unbearable. "For fuck's sake!" I yell. I sit up and throw my alarm clock across the room. It hits the wall and finally stops. "Richard! Don't throw your clock at the wall!" My ma yells from downstairs. "Sorry, ma!" I yell back. "You really are a weirdo!" She playfully yells. "Right back at ya!" I shout. "Breakfast will be done in 20 minutes so your ass better be down here by 9!" She calls out.I lay back down and rollover. I open my eyes when I sense the feeling of falling but before I could catch myself I feel my face meet with the hardwood flooring underneath me. I whine at the sensation of my nose scrunched up against the floor. "Jesus fuck." I stand up and grab my glasses and put them on. I sit there for a little bit waiting for my eyes to adjust to the lenses.
I walk into the bathroom and do my morning routine. I check and fix my hair. I walk downstairs and the smell of pancakes and ice cream pierce my nose. "You finally awake huh dipshit?" My mother laughs. "yeah, yeah, yeah... Thanks for making breakfast." I say. "No worries hun," she replies.
I finish my pancakes and burp. "That was pathetic, rich!" My mom yells from the living room. She then continues to burp like a pig. "WOAH MA WHAT THE FUCK!" I nearly fall off the dining room stool and squawk. "Hahaha! Now rich go clean up your room it was a pigsty the last time I checked then you can go dilly-dallying with your friends oh and when you do go say hi to that nice girl that came over yesterday." She says. "Sure ma." I put my plate in the sink and run up the stairs to my room.
I start to clean up my room. I put all of my dirty clothes in the washing basket and hang up any clean clothes. I get interrupted by my mother yelling my name from downstairs. I stumble down the stairs and see my mother holding the phone out to me. "It's Mike." She hands me the phone. "Sup haystack, what's up?" "Nothing much I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out today? Ben and I started building a hangout and we were wondering if you wanted to come?" Mike says over the phone. "Oh yeah sure that sounds fun! I'll be there what time?" I ask. "1 will do." Mike says over the phone. "Cool, I'll see you there," I say. "Yup see ya!"
I put the phone down "Mike is he coming?" Ben asks "Yup! Let's hope he doesn't freak out when Bill and Bev come too." I say. "Yeah, well let's call y/n and Stan." I pick the phone up and dial Stan's number. I tell him what's happening and that we're trying to get the group back together. "That sounds like an awesome plan I'll tell y/n we'll see you at 1," Stan says. "Cool see ya." I hang up. I then call Bev and tell her the plan. "That sounds good and I know that even though I was on bills side I want them to make up." "Good well we will pick you up around one see you then." "Bye."
"Okay so we will get Eddie, Bev, Bill, Y/n and Stanley and drop them off at the bunker then say we forgot a screwdriver at your house, so bill won't suspect anything, then you go get Richie and bring him to the bunker," I say to Ben. "Sounds like a plan"
.•x•.time skip to when Richie and mike start to enter the bunker/clubhouse thing cus I can't write that lol it's still Ike's POV btw.•x•.
I enter the base Richie following after me. Then that's when Richie spotted Bill and froze up. "W-w-why is he here?" Bill asks referring to Richie. "Because we want our friend group back." Y/n says. "Yeah... we're sick and tired of you guys fighting," Eddie says while the rest of the losers nod their head, including Bev. "So let's get to work, shall we? Who's doing what?" I ask. "Bev and I can go and get decorations cus we have better taste than you losers." Said y/n. "Alright Ben, Stanley, Eddie and I will start putting up more support beams and making this place more stable while Bill and Richie can try to find a tire to hang it up in a tree," I say

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