Chapter Four:
Steal Some Shit And Fix Him
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The group began riding into town to help the boy that crashed into the water. Felicity had learned that his name was Ben.

Eddie continued to ramble about the dangers of this, "I mean, you guys know theres an epidemic, right? My, my mom's friend from New York City got it just by touching a dirty pole in the subway and all the AIDs blood got into his system! Through a hangnail! A damn hangnail! And, and and-"

"Take a chill pill, smalls." Felicity laughed at the boy.

He took a deep breath before continuing, "And, and, they had to amputate his arms and his legs and his waist. But how do you amputate a wai- how do you amputate a waist? You guys do know that AIDs started because of dirty needles, right?"

"Ugh, I hate needles." Felicity muttered, getting off her bike and letting it fall to the side.

"Richie, wa-wait here. C'mon." Bill motioned for the group to follow him.

"Come on, Felicity." Stan nodded toward the group. Felicity couldn't help but grin as she followed Stan, Eddie, and Bill.

They entered the store and Eddie began pulling random items off of the shelf.

"Uh, smalls, you sure you're gettin' the right things there?" Felicity asked, her eyes scanning over the boxes in his hands.

"No- Yes, no. Yes, I am. And don't call me smalls! I'm not small." Eddie pointed at her, cursing when he dropped a box.

"Ca-Can we afford all of that?" Bill asked, looking over at Stan.

"It's all we got.." Stan muttered, pulling four dollars out of his pocket.

"Oh! I have money!" Felicity reached into her back pocket, "Oh.. wait, no I don't."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Sorry, smalls." Eddie huffed angrily.

"Wait, don't you have an account here?"

"If my mom finds out I bought all this stuff, I'll spend the whole rest of the weekend in the emergency room getting x-rayed." Eddie explained shaking his head.

"Seriously? Sounds a little cra- Ow, Stan that hurt." Stan had jabbed her in the side with his elbow. "Starting to think that maybe being friends with ya'll is a bad idea. First I get soaked then you hit me. It's practically child abuse."

"You-You alright?" Bill stuttered. Felicity whipped around to see Beverly. Smiling, she waved at the girl. Beverly didn't wave back.

"I'm fine. What's wrong with you?" She defended.

"None of your business." Stan said quickly.

"There's a kid outside.. looks like someone killed him." Eddie told her.

"Pretty sure someone almost did." Felicity commented, earning a look of agreement from Stan.

"We need s-some s-s-s-sup-supplies b-but we don't have enough money."

"I'll help you." Beverly said, looking past them and towards Mr. Keene.

Felicity shuttered. She hated that man. She, along with the boys as Beverly flirted with the man as a distraction.

Felicity watched with disgust as the man leaned forward, flirting back.

"Ew.. he's so gross." Felicity gagged. But seconds after she let out a quiet giggle as Beverly knocked over the stand.

Stan pulled Felicity with him, accidentally knocking her into the aisle, as Beverly gave them the signal.

Felicity took some of the boxes from Eddie's hand to help him. "That was so cool."

She handed Eddie the stuff and he began trying to fix Ben up.

"Suck the wound!" Richie shouted.

"That's gross." Felicity groaned, as she looked around.

"I need to focus."

"Oh, you need to focus?"

"Can you go get me something?"

"Jesus- Oh, what do you need?"

"My bifolds. In the second fanny pack."

"Second one? Why do you have two?"

Stan agreed with her, and she smiled over at him.

"He's bleeding! Oh, god, he's bleeding."

"Uh, yeah, no shit, Stanley the manley, he got, like, stabbed." Felicity pointed out. "Oh my god!"

"You have to suck the wound before you apply the band aid! This is 101!"

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"Are you okay? That looks like it hurts." Beverly appeared, startling Felicity.

"Oh! N-No, yeah, I'm good. I just... fell." He stuttered nervously.

"Yeah! Right into Henry Bowers." Richie commented, causing Felicity to roll her eyes at his stupidity.

"S-S-Shut up, R-Ri-Richie."

"Why? It's the truth?"

"You sure they got the.. right stuff to fix you up?"

"Y-Y-You know, w-w-we'll take care of him. Uh, thanks again, Beverly."

"Sure!" Beverly grinned, looking past him to Felicity. "Wait, uh, are you wet?"

"Yup." Felicity nodded, crossing her arms.

"Why?"

"Good question! Do, um, Do you wanna explain that, Richie?" Felicity tilted her head, looking towards the boy.

"I said sorry!"

Beverly giggled and looked back at Bill. "Well, maybe I'll see you around."

"Yeah! We were thinking about going to the q-q-q-qu-quarry the day after tomorrow.. if you wanna.. if you wanna come?"

"Good to know! Thanks." Beverly smiled and waved at then before walking off.

"Oh, oh, he is so smitten." Felicity whispered to Stan. "Wanna bet he gets the balls to ask her out?"

Stan shook his head with a smile, "No. You'd win."

"Nice going bringing up Bowers in front of her!" Stan said to Richie after she'd gone out of sight.

"Yeah, dude, she heard what she did!" Eddie agreed.

"What'd she do?" Ben asked innocently.

"More like who'd she do? From what I've heard the list is longer than my wang." Richie grabbed his dick as he spoke

"Gross."

"That's not saying much." Stan bit, glancing at Felicity with a smile when she let out a loud laugh.

"There j-j-j-ju-ju-just rumors.."

"Anyway. Bill had her back in third grade. They kissed in the school play! You can't fake that sort of passion. Now, pip pip and tally hoe my good fellows! Pip pip and tally hoe, I do believe this chap right here requires our upmost attention. Get in there, Dr. K, c'mon, fix him up!"

"See? Told you you'd win." Stan said, smiling at the girl.

"Why don't you shut the fuck up, Einstein, Because I know what I'm doing and I don't want you doing the British guy with me right no-"

"Suck the wound! Get in there!"

Bill rolled his eyes and turned to Felicity. "You're invited, too. Yo-Yo-You're apart of the c-c-c-cl-cl-club."

Felicity smiled, "Thanks, Bill."

"Oh, hell, yeah! I'm sure Stan would love to see you half naked." Richie jutted in.

"Shut up, Richie!"

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{ Word Count: 1114

{ A/n: Brought to you by stan's bipolarness with Felicity }

{ Edited: No }