This is kinda shitty guys, I'm sorry! But at least it's a little longer, right? XD

So, do you guys want the fun and games to continue for a couple more chapters, or do you want it to get right down to business and beat Pennywise's ass?

"Mike was my first friend." Will started. "We were in kindergarten. I was sitting by myself on the swings at recess and he came up to me."

"I asked him to be my friend, he obviously said yes, and we've been friends ever since." Mike grinned and high fived him.

"I moved in next to Mike in first grade." Lucas said.

"Same!" Dustin added. "I just didn't live next to Mike."

"My mom was determined for me to go to the neighbors house to introduce us, and Will was over that day, and we became instant friends, like that." He snapped his fingers. "I spent the rest of the after noon hanging out with them in the basement."

"I came next," Dustin grinned. "These assholes, Troy and James, were picking on me at school. See, I have Cleidocranial Dysplasia, which is a birth defect. I don't have a collar bone, and my teeth took a long time to grow in, so they called me Toothless and picked on me because of how weird I looked. They pushed me one day, and this brave fucker pushed the hell out of Troy." he gestured to Will. "And they left us alone for the rest of the day and we became friends."

"Then they started harassing us up until seventh grade, when El broke Troy's arm and made him pee his pants." El rolled her eyes at that and the Losers laughed.

"How did you do that?" Mike H asked. She snorted quietly.

"Uh, you don't wanna know." She said, shaking her head.

"Then Mike beat the shit out of him when we were seniors because he pushed El in the hallway." Dustin added.

"He almost got expelled." Will said, grinning as Mike rolled his eyes.

"Would've ruined my life if I did, but I don't regret beating his ass." He shrugged.

"Why didn't they expel you though?" Stan asked.

"Someone blackmailed the hell out of Troy and he dropped charges." Mike replied. "I still don't know who did it, but I think it was Hopper." Will snorted at that.

"You're probably right."

"Who's Hopper?" Ben asked.

"My boss." Mike replied. "Chief of police."

"And my dad." El added.

"You're a police officer?" Richie asked, his voice higher than normal. Mike nodded, making a weird face at him. "Lemme go hide my shit-"

"Richie! What the actual fuck?" Eddie smacked him and he laughed. Mike raised an eyebrow at the two. "He's kidding, he's not like that. I hope."

"I smoke cigarettes every once in a while, that's it, officer sir." Richie said, dramatically. Mike sighed and looked at Bev.

"Can I arrest him?"

"Honestly? You probably should, but no, not unless he does something worthy of it."

"He probably will. Remember when he got arrested for stealing ice cream?" Bill asked.

"You got arrested for stealing ice cream?" Lucas asked. Richie giggled and nodded.

"They didn't actually take me to jail or nothing, just put me in handcuffs for fifteen minutes because the owner had a stick up her ass. She never liked me."

"Yeah, because you kept stealing ice cream, dipshit." Eddie rolled his eyes.

"This got random as hell real quick." Max decided, looking at the Losers.

"Oh, Honey, just wait, it get's worse." Richie told her honestly.

"Don't call me that, I'd rather be called Carrot."

"Okay, Carrot." She rolled her eyes and flipped him off. "When and where?"

"I will murder you, Richie."

"How did you become friends with them?" Mike H asked, looking at Max and El.

"It's a long, crazy story, so we're just gonna keep it short and sweet." El started,

"Will went missing, in November of 83', and we, me, Mike, and Dustin, went out looking for him." Lucas continued.

"Instead of finding Will, we found El." Mike smiled at her and she smiled back at him.

"I went away for a while, and that's when Max came in the picture."

"Yeah, I here moved from California in eighth grade. These idiots were basically stalking me." She nodded her head towards Mike, Dustin,Will and Lucas. "Because I beat Dustin's high score on one of the games at the arcade."

"I'd had the highest score for a long time, and then this Mad Max person shows up so we wanted to find out who it was." Dustin said, defensively.

"Mike absolutely hated me-"

"I didn't necessarily hate you, I just didn't like you." He rolled his eyes.

"Like that's any better."

"True, anyways, I was a moody 13 year old who was mad at the world because the love of my life was gone." Dustin and Lucas snickered and El just grinned at him.

"Yeah, anytime there was a meeting with the Party-"

"Party?" Mike H asked.

"That's what we call ourselves." Will told him.

"When we were younger, they played D and D religiously." El said and the boys snickered.

"Ten hour long campaigns, it was ridiculous."

"Oh shut it, Zoomer, you played with us." Dustin rolled his eyes at her.

"So?"

"We would be playing it just as much now, when we're all home, if someone worked on the campaigns a little more." Lucas looked at Mike, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Oh shut it, Lucas." Mike rolled his eyes. "I've got a job you know."

"I'm kidding man, chill." Lucas chuckled and Mike rolled his eyes again.

"You come up with the campaigns?" Bill asked. Mike nodded.

"Yeah, it used to be one of my favorite things to do. I've always liked stuff like that, the mystery and adventure."

"I told him he should write a book but he won't do it." Will said.

"Yeah, that's a no." Mike shook his head. "I could barely write an essay in school, much less a full length novel." Bill chuckled.

"I'm doing that." He said. "Well, I'm working on a couple things right now."

"Nice, nice. Mystery or adventure? Or both?"

"Both, with a good bit of horror here and there." Mike grinned.

"Sweet."

"Then I popped up in '85." Bev continued. "Mike creeped me the fuck out because I thought he was Richie."

"She walked up to him at lunch on the first day of school and asked him what the fuck are you doing here, Richie and I swear he almost peed his pants." Max said, causing a few of them to chuckle.

"Okay one, I did not almost pee my pants, and two, what would you do if some girl came up to you like that thinking you were someone else?"

"Mike hid behind El." Dustin said, bluntly.

"Screw you, Dustin." Mike glared at him and El laughed.

"I became friends with them that day, even though Mike still creeped me out. And it wasn't just because he looked like Richie, it was because he is the complete opposite. Mike's sweet and nice, and doesn't curse like a sailor. Oh, and he can see."

"Fuck you Bev." Richie threw a pillow at her and she laughed.

"Richie can be all of those when he wants to." Eddie retorted and Richie grinned proudly.

"Yeah, but that's usually just to you." Stan pointed out.

"Stan the Man, have I ever told you how much I love you?" Richie asked, looking at him.

"I don't recall you ever telling me that, Richard." Richie narrowed his eyes at him.

"Exactly." Stan snorted. "Anyways, I think it's our turn, right?" He asked. The Party nodded.

"I met Richie's dumbass first. It was halfway through first grade when he joined my class. He'd caused so much trouble with his other teacher they had to move him." Richie snickered. "He sat beside me and all I could think was wow this kid is weird looking."

"Hey! I didn't make fun of your stutter!" Richie pouted. "It's not my fault I had those dumb ass glasses."

"He wouldn't shut up most of the time, but we were friends. Then we met Stan in second grade and Richie called him Noodle because he couldn't remember his name."

"What the hell, Richie." Bev snorted.

"Oh shut up, Molly Ringwald."

"I'm gonna wring ya neck in a minute." She glared at him for a second, then continued grinning.

"Why'd he call him Noodle though?" Lucas asked.

"My hair used to be a lot lighter." Stan explained. "And since it's curly, I guess the first thing that came to mind was noodles." He shrugged and Richie nodded in agreement.

"I was next, in the same grade," Eddie said, "my mom didn't let me go to public school until second grade because she's crazy as hell. Anyways, I have asthma, and Henry Bowers was picking on me and calling me Wheezy."

"We basically called him out on it." Bill continued.

"And I got in my first fight." Richie grinned. "I got a black eye but I got him to leave Eds alone for a while."

"But as we got older, his friend group grew and they tortured us for years." Eddie added. "So it didn't last long."

"Then I came along the summer after eighth grade. Henry and his friends were messing with me and he cut an H into my stomach. I basically kicked him in the balls, rolled down a hill and found these guys basically in the sewers." Ben told them. "They helped me get away from them and helped me clean up."

"They didn't have enough money to buy supplies, so I may or may not have helped them steal it. And a pack of cigarettes." Bev snickered at that. "The next day I went to the quarry with them and jumped off first because they were too chicken shit."

"That cliff was high as shit! And you were taller than half of us so it wasn't that big a deal for you."

"Richie, that makes no damn sense."

"When do I even make sense, Miguel?" Mike H rolled his eyes.

"Don't call me that."

"I came last," Mike H started, and Bill added,

"Lucky number seven!" Mike H chuckled and nodded.

"Henry and his crew were pushing my face in a bunch of meat, don't ask, and they all heard yelling and basically came to my rescue."

"We had a rock war." Richie said, grinning stupidly.

"He screamed rock war at the top of his lungs and immediately got hit by a rock." Stan said, laughing. Richie continued grinning, wrapping an arm around Eddie and Bill's shoulders, and said,

"Ahh, good times, eh guys?"