ST X IT crossover

PART 2

"E-excuse me sir, y-you're holding my face sir-" the other boy smiled nervously at Mike.

Their faces were identical. Same face shape, almost same hair, honestly the only difference was that the other boy wore glasses.

"Dude are you my lost twin or something?!" The other black haired boy joked. 'Wow these days are gonna be something...' Mike thought to himself.

"What is taking you so long Mike?!" Will yelled as he and the rest of the party rushed down the hill to meet their friend, only to find another Mike.

"Woah woah woah what?!" Lucas asked terrified. "Mike you never told me you had a twin you mother fu-" Max covered his mouth, clearly annoyed. "Seriously... what the hell..."

"So, you're name is Mike! I'm Richard, but everyone just calls me Richie! Richie Tozier to be more exact. I suppose you don't have the same last name..." Richie said as he bowed to the 6 kids in front of him.

"Y-yeah, no I don't... I'm Mike Wheeler by the way. These are Max, Eleven, Lucas, Dustin and Will. We're here for the holidays actually. Were staying here for two months."

"Oh boy you really had to choose Derry? I feel sorry for you honestly... for you and for your taste to pick places to spend the summer..." Richie shoved his hands in his pockets.

Before Mike could ask about what was so bad about Derry, another voice was heard.

"What is taking you so long, Trashmouth?!" A female voice could be heard but not seen. Soon after, 6 kids came running from behind the building behind Richie.

"Come on dude quit talking to everyone that shows up in front of you, we have some mullet wearing shithole and his goons to run away from!" A dark skinned boy said getting a hold of Richie's wrist.

"Run away?! I thought we we're going to fight those motherfuckers-"

"Beep Beep Richie..." a kippah wearing boy calmly said as he got closer to the scene.

"You guys are running away from someone?!" Dustin asked way too excited for the situation.

"Yeah some local b-b-bullies who think they have the right to say or do wh-whatever they want. The B-B-Bowers gang. If you haven't heard of them before now you have. And be aware, c-cuz they're total a-assholes." A flannel wearing boy stuttered.

"We're the losers club by the way! The stuttering mess here's big Bill" Richie said pointing to the said boy.

"H-hey!" He complained.

"The Molly Ringwald there's Beverly."

"Okay would you quit that? I'm not anything like her-" Beverly protested.

"The pretty Jew here's Stan da man."

"Okay, stop saying that I'm a Jew as if it was a personality trait, please-" Stan asked clearly annoyed, only to be interrupted by the Trashmouth's voice once again.

"These pretty boys here are Ben and Mike."

"Oh great two Mikes. This is gonna be interesting..." Max said as Mike Wheeler raised his hand.

"And the spaghetti man here's mah man Eddie. The only guy I'm gay for!" Richie said pinching Eddie's cheeks.

"Urgh stop that Richie we're not a thing for fucks sake! And don't pinch my FUCKING cheeks!" Eddie said shoving Richie's hands away from his face.

"Oh come on Eds you know you love it! Cute, Cute, CUTE!" Richie said hugging the smaller boy who just tried to shove him away. "And we're not a thing, YET." He said winking at him.

"STOP MESSING AROUND YOU BASTARD! AND DON'T GET SO FUCKING CLOSE TO MY FACE DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY GERMS YOU-" Eddie and Richie we're just messing with eachother at this point. The others just giggled at the sight of the two teens fighting in the background.

"You get used to them, this is always happening." Ben shrugged.

"Yeah but it shouldn't." Stan said as he walked towards to two boys trying to hopefully get them to shut up.

"So, are you guys gonna be around for long?" Beverly asked the party.