Once they arrived at Stanley's house, they all piled out of the car, Ben tripping and falling on his face, causing the others to laugh, but it eventually turned into a huge dog pile with Eddie sitting on top while Jack took a picture of them.
"I can't fucking breath!" Ben wheezed and they all got off him, laughing. Stanley ordered pizza while the others browsed through the many movies he had.
"I think we should let Ayla pick." Mike said. Everyone looked at him. "What? She's the only girl and it's always ladies first, so we should let her pick the first movie." He stated like it was obvious. Richie, giggling quietly, poked Ben and Bill in the sides while they giggled with him. Mike has a bit of a crush on Ayla, but he wouldn't admit it. Eddie just rolled his eyes and agree with Mike. After looking through the movies for a few minutes, she finally settled on Stand By Me. About twenty minutes into the movie, the pizza arrived, so Bill helped Stanley get it, and just put the boxes on the coffee table.
"There's a bunch of canned drinks in the fridge if anyone wants one." Stanley told them, and everyone grabbed themselves one at some point or another. After the movie, Ayla, Malcolm and Jack left, apparently having to go pack for their trips.
"Speaking of trips, " Richie said, taking a bite out of his pizza, "When does ours begin?" He asked, semi-dramatically.
"Oh! I need to call Bev!" He almost yelled, rushing to grab his phone. "I meant to call her when we got here." Richie snickered.
"And I'm the one that's whipped?" He mumbled quietly, though everyone heard him.
"Yeah, but Bill's just as whipped as you." Ben said, shrugging. Richie flipped him off and Eddie slapped at his hand.
"Get your hand out of my face." He glared at Richie, who looked at him with a dopey grin on his face. Eddie rolled his eyes but couldn't help but smile at the curly haired idiot.
"Bev! Hey!"
"Hey! What are you up to?" She asked.
"I'm at Stan's house with everyone." He told her. "We watched a movie with Richie's band after their show."
"Nice! Wait, what? Richie has a band?" She asked.
"Yep! I didn't know either. He's been with them over four years."
"What's the name of the band?"
"Trashmouth." He chuckled. She laughed.
"Figures. Where's Trashmouth at anyways, I don't hear him making sex noises in the back ground."
"That's because he and Eddie are making out-" He ducked away from the pillow being thrown at him.
"No we're not!" Bev heard Eddie yell and she laughed.
"What's up bitch!" Richie yelled.
"Tell him to shut the fuck up and congratulations on the band." She giggled.
"She said shut the fuck up and congrats on the band."
"Hell, gimme the phone." Richie pushed Eddie's legs off him, standing up to grab the phone from Bill.
"Hey!" Bill exclaimed.
"What's up, bitch?" He repeated. "I never shut the fuck up, you know that." She laughed.
"I'm fully aware."
"How's that look alike of mine doing?" He asked. He could almost hear her roll her eyes, though it made no sense whatsoever.
"He's doing great. He just got engaged."
"Oh really now? Nice, nice. Isn't he like the fucking PG version of me or something?"
"Oh yeah, he curses, just not nearly as bad as you do, Trashmouth. And he can actually see."
"Hey! I can fucking see! Just not well." She laughed. "I gotta take a leak, here." He tossed the phone back to Bill who rolled his eyes. While Richie went to the bathroom, everyone took turns talking to Bev, and finally when Bill was actually able to talk to her again, he said,
"Everyone's agreed to come out to Hawkins."
"Really?" She asked, surprised.
"Yep! It wasn't as difficult as I thought it'd be." She laughed.
"Well, my Aunt already paid in advance. Why, I have no idea. She really wants to meet you guys and actually predicted everyone would come." He laughed.
"When's the flight?"
"Um... Hang on, let me look." She was silent for a couple minutes and finally said, "It's this Wednesday." She hesitated slightly. He grinned.
"Great! I'll let them know. I'd better go before Richie takes the phone again. I'll talk to you later, yeah?"
"Yeah, bye Bill!"
"Bye!" He hung up and looked at them.
"You guys got some packing to do." He said. "The flight is Wednesday."
"This Wednesday?" Stanley asked. He nodded. Stanley bit his lip, but then grinned.
"Wait, when do we come back?"
"Well, as far as I know, we're staying all summer, so, we'll probably come back in August." Bill replied.
"Do you have any idea how many outfits I have to pack?" Eddie looked at Richie, eyes wide. He started rambling until Richie put his hand over his mouth again.
"Eddie, chill. You don't have to pack ten bags, we can just buy you more clothes there if you need them." Eddie crossed his arms and huffed, finally shutting up. Richie removed his hand, thankful Eddie didn't lick him again like earlier.
"Thanks for not licking my hand again." He said.
"Don't push your luck."
"You two are fucking weird." Bill said, looking at them.
"You're fucking weird. We're all fucking weird!" Richie sang, quite loudly and off key. "I don't know what the fuck that was but oh well." They all burst out laughing.
"Hey, being weird and different is what brought us all together so I honestly don't care how weird I am." Stanley said, shrugging. They all nodded in agreement.
"Awe, don't get all sappy on us, Stan the Man." Richie said, punching him in the arm lightly. He rolled his eyes and pushed him back, causing Richie to laugh and Eddie to curse at him for waking him up.
"It's only ten, Eds, why the fuck are you tired?"
"I was on a plane for three hours, plus I've had to deal with you for about five now." He said, yawning. Richie rolled his eyes.
"You love me though." He said, pinching his cheeks. "Cutie."
"Oh shut it." Eddie slapped his hand away and sighed, closing his eyes. "Yes, I love you, but you're annoying as fuck sometimes." Richie giggled.
"I love you too, Eds."