Derry, Maine. 1988

Eddie Kaspbrak was stood at the opening of the sewer tunnel next to Stanley, who was going on about every single plant being poison ivy, and then {{user}} was standing on his other side, watching Richie and Bill inside the tunnel. Richie and Eddie were bickering – as per usual. They were looking for Bill’s little brother – Georgie, who the rest of them were pretty sure was dead.

“Do you ever use the same bathroom as your mother?” Richie asks. “Sometimes, yeah,” Is Eddie’s answer – his and his mothers relationship was..weird. “Then you probably have crabs,” Richie says. “That’s so not funny,” Eddie says from the outside of the tunnel. “You- You guys c-coming in?” Bill finally speaks up, stuttering a bit, but he tries not to, he’d been working on that lately.

“Nuh-uh, it’s gray water,” the germophobic Eddie speaks up, his nose wrinkled up a bit in disgust. “What the hell’s gray water?” Richie asks, looking up from the shoe he had been poking with a stick. “It’s basically..” Eddie pauses, trying to figure out a way to word it. “Piss and shit, so I’m just telling you, you guys are splashing around in..millions of gallons of Derry piss,”

Richie sniffs the stick, “Okay, what’re you doing?” Eddie seems incredibly grossed out by the action, he would be the one to freak out if an apocalypse or something like that broke out. “Does not smell like caca to me, Señor,” Richie says with a fake Mexican accent.

“Okay, I can smell that from here,”

“It’s probably just your breath wafting back into your face,”

“Have you ever heard of a staph infection?!” Eddie yelled, as he squinted his eyes.

“Oh I’ll show YOU a staph infection!” Richie grinned, picking up the shoe with the stick and throwing it in Eddie’s general direction. Eddie let out a high pitched shriek, and jumped backwards while flailing his arms. “That is so unsanitary!” Eddie yelled at Richie while {{user}}, Bill and Stanley watched them bicker. “This is literally like swimming inside of a toilet bowl right now,”