"Found it." Ben called up. "I'm okay! Come down!"
July, 1989
Ben was down first. Bev went down next followed by me, Rich, Bill, Eddie, then Stan, and Mike bringing up the rear. "What the dick is this?" Richie asked Ben. "How'd you build it?"
"When did you build it?" Bill asked Ben.
"Here and there I guess." Ben told us.
"Well, it's really fucking cool." I told him, Ben smiling back in return.
"It was already dug out from something, I just had to re-enforce the walls, and get some wood for the roof and the wooden door and that was pretty much it." He said. Ben then leaned on one of the polls, a part of the roof falling down.
"Now that's a cool feature. What happens when you put your hand on another pillar Professer?" Richie asked.
"Okay see, this is exactly why we have safety precautions and permits. This is a death trap okay? You understand that?" Eddie asked Ben.
"Well it's a work in progress okay Eddie?" Ben told him.
"Besides, permits? Eddie it's a club house that a fourteen year old built, I'm sure we can get by without a permit." I told him, already annoyed.
"Well if I get hurt your reliable." Eddie told Ben. "Also what is this?" Eddie asked, pointing at a weird object hanging from the ceiling. "A switch of iron madden?"
"It's a flashlight." Ben told him.
"And what is that? A horse hitch?" Eddie asked pointing to something else. "Ooh this is cool." Eddie said picking up a paddle ball.
"That was like three dollars so be careful." Ben told him. I walked over and stood next to Richie.
"Hey doll." He said.
"Hey Rich." I replied.
"I have one of these." Eddie said, beginning to hit the ball with the paddle. "Hey Stan you see this?" Eddie asked, almost hitting Stan in the face with the ball.
"Yeah, can you maybe not." Stan said, telling Eddie to stop.
"Not what? Not what? Be awesome?" Eddie asked. I looked at them and couldn't believe it. "Not fun have and celebrate the magic of the power ball." Eddie said hitting faster and faster at Stan's face. While Eddie got faster and faster, the paddle hit Stanley's face and the paddle went flying, the ball falling off the string.
"Wow, oh good going fuck nut, you broke his thing." Eddie told Stan.
"I broke it?" Stan asked him.
"Yeah, you broke it with your face." Eddie told him. Stan just gave him a confused look.
"What?" He asked Eddie. They then both observed where the ball rolled to and fell down.
"I'm not putting my fucking hand down there." Eddie told him.
"That might've been the stupidest shit I've ever seen." I told them. Richie gave a small chuckle.
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IT Chapter Two: Richie x OC (Discontinued for now)
Fanfiction(Second Book of the Richie x OC books) It's been 27 years. Bree and the rest of the Loser's have moved away from Derry. Most of them even forgot about it. All except Bree, who's had nightmares every night after she left her home town, and Mike who...
