A/N: Welcome, all! This is my new fanfiction. It's not going to be one big story like my other ones, but rather just a collection of short drabbles; some longer than others. If any of my long time followers are reading this, you'll realize this is my first fanfiction that isn't based on CATCF.

I love all the characters from the 2017 It movie, but I especially loved Bill and Georgie's relationship. Even if it wasn't onscreen for very long, you could feel that bond they shared all throughout the film. So, this collection is going to be mostly dedicated to them, although the other Losers will be here, too, and I may focus on some of them in future stories. These are going to be very laid back and slice of life; no It here. If that's not what you want from an It fanfic, I don't blame you, but maybe look elsewhere XD

I have the first four shorts written, and will post them all relatively close to each other. These first four will be published in chronological order, but after that, I can't promise they will be in chronological order. But either way, it won't matter much. Like I said, there's no big, overarching story here.

If you guys have any ideas for drabbles, just let me know; I'll be sure to consider them :)

Bill was lifted out of his dream by a soft but familiar voice.

"Billy? Billy. Wake up."

In the doorway of his bedroom stood the small figure of his brother. He stood there in his dinosaur pajamas, clutching his favorite stuffed turtle toy.

"G-G-Georgie? Something wrong?" Bill murmured as he sat himself up in his bed and turned on the lamp on his nightstand. The room was suddenly enveloped in a warm, brotherly light.

"There are monsters in my room. I'm scared to go back in there."

"Georgie, there's n-n-no such thing as monsters." Bill said this not in a condescending tone, but in a sweet cadence of reassurance.

"But there are, Billy! You can't see them. Or smell them. Or sometimes can't hear them. But I can feel them. Feel them…without touching them. I guess it sounds stupid when I say it out loud."

Bill realized trying to convince Georgie otherwise about the existence of monsters wouldn't help in this situation. A different approach would be needed to comfort his brother. "Well, then, come sleep with me." He patted the empty spot on the bed next to him. "I'll protect you from the m-m-monsters."

"You will?" Georgie meekly asked, making his way toward Bill's bed.

"I'll make sure of it. I'm not letting a-a-any monsters get in this room. And if they do, I'm g-g-gonna kick their butts before they can h-hurt a single h-hair on your head!"

Georgie giggled at this, his spirits lifted almost instantly. He climbed into bed and lifted the blanket over his body. "Thanks, Billy. You're the best big brother ever."

"Only because y-y-you're the best little brother ever," Bill said as he switched the lamp off. Georgie whimpered slightly at the newly emerged darkness that had invaded the room. "Hey, it's okay, Georgie. Remember w-w-what I said? So long as you're with me, I'll m-m-make sure you're perfectly safe from the monsters."

"Right. Okay," Georgie said, trying to maintain some semblance of bravery and confidence. "Goodnight, Billy."

"Goodnight."