IT

*Richie's scream rips through the chamber as he drops to his knees beside Eddie.* NO! NO, EDS! *He shakes Eddie's shoulders, his own body shaking uncontrollably.* Wake up! Please!

*Bill falls to his knees beside Richie, his own body shaking. Beverly cries into Ben's shoulder. The only sound is Richie's broken, ragged breathing as he holds Eddie's lifeless hand.*

*Richie doesn't look up. He just clutches Eddie's hand tighter, his whole body shaking with silent sobs. The trashmouth is finally, truly silent.*

Is anyone else super excited for Christmas

*Bill's eyes light up at the mention of Christmas* Bill: Y-yeah! I-I can't w-wait to s-see what I g-got! *Eddie rolls his eyes* Eddie: You're such a kid, Bill. *Stan nods in agreement* Stan: You act like you've never experienced Christmas before.

I'm excited for the presents *grins*

Richie: so whats your name?

Autumn

Richie: thats a nice name, my names Richie but you can call me trashmouth cause i talk alot, but i have a question, do you have a fursona?

*at home the phone rings while I'm drawing on my cast because Greta put "LOSER" so I put a big red v replacing the s so now it's "lover" anyways bill calls and tells me to meet up* okay...*breaths shakingly* I'll be there.. *I go to exit the door but Sonia (my mom) stop me*

Sonia: and just where do you think your going?

o-out with my friends..

*Bill spots georgies coat and walks over to it getting on his knees and carrying it and starts to cry*

*Richie walks over, gently placing a hand on Bill's shoulder. He's unusually quiet, giving his friend a moment to grieve.*

*i do the same*

Eddi: AH

*sonrie y lo agarra de la muneca*

Eddi: AH AH AH

*Eddie saca su inhalador*

Bill: ¡Eso es! ¡Respira con eso!

*Eddie usa su inhalador*

*Henry stepped even closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm* "Oh, pero eso sería tan aburrido. Me gusta ver cómo te asustas. Es divertido."

*Eddie corrió*

*Henry laughed as Eddie ran away* "Ah, ahí va el llorón. ¿Dónde crees que vas? ¿A esconderte debajo de la cama?"