Stranger Things/Shazam!/IT | Preferences, Oneshots, Scenarios, and Imagines

🌌 | Freddy Freeman (Pt.2) | Shazam! | 🌌

~ Little White Lies ~

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{Freddy's POV}

      As if today hadn't already been wild enough as it is, almost the moment Billy said, "Shazam!" a blast of lighting struck through the house and he was suddenly back to...well...Billy!

     "Verbally triggered body manipulation properties! You can switch by saying, 'Shazam!'" I whisper shouted an explanation but was quick to regret it as Darla looked between the two of us with sparkling eyes.

      "Listen, Darla, you can't tell a single soul." I begged to the nine year old as she looked up at us.

      After a few rushed minutes of getting Darla to comply (and getting her to fix a doorknob), we managed to relax in my room, letting out breaths of air we seemed to be holding in.

      "That was close, dude." Billy sighed as I nodded. 

      "I know."

      "I'm a superhero, dude!" Billy said, a little more excitement laced in his voice. 

      "I know!" I responded again, matching his energy.

      "Mmm... know what?"

      Our heads snapped over to a forgotten about (Y/N)'s tired figure. She had on my fluffy Batman sweats and an old black tank top, her Wonder Woman head piece thrown lazily across her messy bed head of (H/C) hair. She was hugging my Superman comics close, as if she were near cuddling them.

      If that wasn't the cutest thing, what else could possibly be?

{Y/N's POV}

      I awoke to the sounds of hushed whispers, squeezing the huddle of comics to me. "I know!" I finally and clearly heard. I let myself raise slowly, a tiredness still lingering about me.

      "Mmm... know what?" I asked, my sleepy voice evident. I finally rubbed my eyes, opening them to see the two boys. "Freddy, you're back. And Billy, you too. Where have you been? I was starting to get worried..."

      A yawn cut me off as I stumbled to my feet, but immediately felt my legs trip over one another. The boys rushed to support me, Freddy on my left, Billy to the right.

      "I didn't know you lived here." Billy commented, almost making me chuckle if I wasn't so dead tired.

      "I don't. House...down...street..." I mumbled already letting sleep take me again as I leaned against Freddy.

      "Hey, nah uh, no! No, no, wake up or ima'na fall!"

      I jolted myself awake at this. "Freddy where'd you go?" I blurted. It was like half of me was worried shitless while the other couldn't even process the action of being awake.

      "Uhm... brotherly bonding with my new foster brother, of course!"

      He seemed suspicious but I quickly let it slip. "Oh well, you could've...texted..."

      "Billy, can you carry her to the bed for me?" was the last thing I heard from Freddy before drifting off to sleep again.

{Freddy's POV}

      She was quick to drift off again as Billy gently laid her in my bed. "Are we gonna tell her?" He asked, climbing up to his own.

      I shook my head, sitting down and laying my crutch on the floor. "Nah. She's one of the loved ones who I don't wanna endanger. If you know what I mean..."