Richie and Potsie were walking over to Richie's house, also known as the Cunningham House. It was a breezy fall night, with the wind whistling and leaves blowing.
"Potsie," Richie said. "Have you ever wondered what it's like when a boy is...uh...bottom?"
"What do you mean, Rich?" Potsie asked, in confusion.
Richie and Potsie both stopped on the side walk and looked at each other.
"I mean.. You know, when we take chicks up to a drive-in movie or inspiration point and then-" Richie said, as Potsie cut him off.
"Too much detail!" Potsie said. "Why do you want to know what that is like?!"
"Not sure, just wondering."
"Haha...Well uh...Do you want to know?"
"Yes, kind of.."
"You just wait till' we get to the house, Rich."
Richie was nervously wondering what he was going to do, until they walked up to the house a few moments later.
"Hahaha, The doors not working." Richie said, in relief. "Might as well go th-"
Potsie slammed it open. "I fixed it!" He said, proudly.
"Hi, Richard" Howard Cunningham said, lowering his newspaper.
"Rich, let's go upstairs to your room!" Potsie said.
"Why so soon?" Richie asked.
"To study!" Potsie said, nervously.
"Oh true.. I do need that." Richie said.
"Hooray!" Potsie said, slamming the door and taking Richie upstairs.
Howard went back to reading his newspaper. "Those kids are becoming so weird."
Marion came downstairs, seemingly in destress. "Howard, Dear. Richard and Potsie ran into their room and slammed the door!"
"They said they will be studying, I wouldn't recommend bothering them." Howard said.
Upstairs, Richie and Potsie were in Richie's room. They were oddly looking at each other.
"So, where will we get to first? History..? Maybe arithmetics?" Richie asked.
"Remember what you said on the sidewalk, about if theres a boy getting it.. and not a girl?" Potsie asked.
"Well, yeah." Richie said. "Are you going to tell me?"
"I'm gonna do it to you, so you know what it's like!" Potsie said.
"Oh, Potsie. Thats ridiculous! And also, thats weird. You have been getting so weird lately Pots- WOAHH!" Richie said. Potsie threw him on the bed.
"Ha, Rich. You're funny."
"W- What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just get ready for this!"
Potsie dragged Richie along the bed, knocking stuff from the bedside table onto the floor. He flipped Richie over and put a pillow under his face so he couldn't talk.
"Mmh.. Pot- Potsie?! What the heck is this?!" Richie asked.
This was only the start. It was only seconds before they were stripped.
30 Minutes later, Downstairs in the Cunningham house, Howard and Marion were watching television. Soon after, an electrical spark occurred on the back of the television. Howard, who is in hardware, knew that was from a loose wire. He knows that he needed his toolbox and glasses.
"Howard! Why did the television turn off, dear?" Marion asked.
"It was just a spark, I can fix it." Howard said.
"Oh, you're so smart." Marion said.
"I know Marion." Howard said. "Can you get me my toolbox? It's next to the stove."
"The stove is at the repair shop, Howard." Marion said.
"Then it's by the fridge, and next to the former stove.. Which is now at the repair shop thing.. CAN YOU JUST GET IT, MARION?!"
"Okay, Howard, I'm Sorry."
"I'm going to get my glasses, just set the toolbox next to the television stand."
Howard was just at the stairs when Marion was trying to pick up the toolbox.
"Howard, Dear!" Marion yelled. "This toolbox is the size of your stomach!"
"Sit on it, Marion!" Howard yelled.
Upstairs, Richie and Potsie were making strange noises. Richie sounded like he was moaning, but it was muffled. Potsie's voice was seemingly unclear. Howard was continuing upstairs when he heard the strange noises that coming from Richie's room. He stood close to the door in confusion, then he knocked on the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.
"Richard!" Howard said. "What's going on in there? Also, why is the door locked?"
The noises suddenly stopped. It went silent for a few seconds. All of a sudden, the sounds of rushing out of the bed and shoving clothes on started, like they were almost late to an important flight.
"What's going on in there? Open this door!" Howard said, knocking again.
Richie and Potsie opened the door, as soon as they opened the door, Richie fell down but then stood up very quickly.
"H- Hey, Dad!" Richie said.
"What's going on?" Howard asked, in suspicion.
Howard saw the bedside table stuff on the ground, and the bed was wet.. even wet on the pillow. Most of the sheets and pillows were shoved to the end of the bed, most touching the floor.
"What's with the stuff all over the ground and… the bed being wet?" Howard asked.
"Oh it's uh.. The-" Richie said.
"Marion!" Howard yelled, cutting Richie off. "Come up here!"
Marion ran up the stairs being the loving mother that she is.
"Oh Howard, What's wrong Dear?" Marion asked.
"Look Marion, Richies bed is wet and there's stuff on the ground. Look at it, Marion!" Howard said.
"Richard, Dear. Did you accidentally pee on the bed and scare each other?"
"MARION!"
"Oh, I am so sorry Howard."
"Talk to them, Marion."
"Richard, I knew I should have potty trained you again."
"Dad- Uh..I meant.. Mommm! P- Potsies here!" Richie said.
"Oh! Yea What?" Potsie said, looking up from staring at Richard's behind.
"Mom, Dad, Potsie and I were just... Studying!" Richie said.
"Okay then, You two study. No noises and no locking doors. Those noises were very weird!" Howard said.
"Yes, Yes, We will do that.." Potsie said.
Howard sighed, and Marion closed the door and walked away, while Howard grabbed his glasses, and followed Marion down the stairs. Potsie then grabbed Richie by the sides and threw him on the bed.
"Oh you special thing! You can't wait for this round!" Potsie said, smirking widely.
They both got undressed once again and Potsie began doing it again to Richie. This time, it was painful for Richie.
At one point, it was so painful, that Richie screamed. Although it was muffled, Marion still heard it.
"Potsie..Oh! My goodness.. AGGGHHH! Stop, Stop! It hurtssss! AAAAAAHHHHGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Richie screamed in pain, as Marion ran upstairs.
"Haha, you're weak." Potsie said, not knowing how much it actually hurt.
Marion busted through the door, and she was in shock. Howard appeared behind her.
"Marion, whats wron-" Howard said, while stopping because of shock.
Both Potsie and Richie stopped and stared at Marion and Howard.
Richie, nervously, had to say something. He was breathing very heavy, and his behind was hurting pretty bad. "M- Mom.. Dad, It- It was Potsie.. I didn't ask.. him to do th- this.."
Potsie got out of the bed, took one of Richie's school trophies, and slammed it into Howard and Marion's head making them pass out and forget what happened that day. Richard also passed out on the bed, falling asleep. Potsie secretly kissed Richard on the lips, and walked out of the room to push Howard and Marion into their room where they will wake up a few hours later.
"Man, Oh man. I want to do it to Richie again!" Potsie said, getting his clothes on.
Potsie then left the house, walking over to his house.
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