a new fic idea???
let me know if you guys would want me to continue this!
Richie Tozier woke up with a long, overdramatized yawn. He sat up and blindly reached for his glasses, which was made more difficult in the dark.
In search of his glasses, Richie flung his left hand to the side of his bed where his drawer would usually be, and instead of feeling a cold, hard surface, he felt a soft, warm lump.
“Jeez, Rich,” a bizarrely familiar voice groaned, “that’s one way to wake me up.”
After five seconds of wracking his brain of any memory that would piece together why there was a stranger in his bed, he flung himself out of the bed, accidentally tangled himself in the sheets, and tried to frantically escape the mess of linen.
“Hold on, Richie. Do you want your glasses? They’re on your bedside table.”
Richie sprung to his feet and put on the glasses on the table.
And, to put it lightly, Richie was not ready for what he saw.
First, he noticed that the bed he had previously been sleeping in, was not his bed.
Then, he realized that he was in a room that he did not recognize.
Finally, he saw that in his bed, looking distraught, was his absolute worst enemy, Eddie Kaspbrak.
The last thing Richie remembered before he fainted was Eddie asking, “Are you okay, baby?”
in one universe, richie tozier has been living with his long term boyfriend and childhood best friend, eddie kaspbrak, for three years and counting.
and in another, richie tozier has been fighting with his long term enemy that he’s known since childhood for his entire life.
and somehow, the two richies got… misplaced in each others universes. this is going to be interesting, to say the least.