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it was rolling around six thirty at night, and beverly walked into the restaurant with ben at her side. a smile upon her lips as she saw eddie and michelle at the table, bickering over something - and if what she knows, she thinks she knows what they’re bickering about as she takes a seat next to michelle who was holding out a ticket towards eddie.

“you’re coming with me! bev went last time, it’s your turn,” michelle spoke, holding a glare towards eddie.

“no, and i told you not too buy tickets to this show,” he says back, he had a surprise for her.

“it’s a new show, whole new material. you still think he doesn’t write his own material? come on! people are saying it’s great, come on. please,” michelle starts now to beg, but eddie doesn’t budge.

“well first of all michelle, he never did write his own things, eddie was right about that,” bev pipes in, getting michelle to look at her - wide eyed and hugging her from the best way that she can.

“oh my god bev, you nearly scared the living shit out of me! hello ben, how are the wedding plans going?” she asks, the distraction of beverly being there now taking hold. eddie sends bev a quick thankful smile.

as michelle talks with ben and berverly about their plans for their wedding, and as they talked, bill arrived and mike not too much longer then that. stan and patty arriving together, patty with a bump and a happy smile upon her lips as greets the losers and michelle.

soon the whole table was up in roar talking, about anything and everything they could. that was when michelle remembered something, “hey, eddie where’s your boyfriend at? i thought i was finally going to meet him today?”

“he’s coming, probably just wants to make an entrance,” eddie replies giving a small smile.

“good because it’s been almost a god dam year, it’s what i deserve!” michelle says, and bev laughs, and it sets the rest of the table going.

just as the laughter was dying out, a voice could be heard, “did you start the party without me?”

michelle’s head snapped up immediately to see richie standing just far enough, and watches as he takes a seat next to eddie. “oh... my god! you’re richie tozier!” michelle exclaims.

“the one and only, at your service! how may i help you young lady?” richie says, his voice easily slipping from his normal voice into that of a mock sales person. before switching it back. “you’re a fan?”

“does she have bad taste in comedy?” stan muses with a little playful smile upon his lips, and richie flips him off.

“oh you wish you could be as funny as me stan,” richie retorts, and stan rolls his eyes.

eddie flags down a waiter a few minutes later, and they’re ordering their food and drinks. a few minutes pass by when michelle gasped loudly, causing the whole table to go quiet. her eyes look between eddie and richie. eyes wide as she exclaims, “no! no way!”

beverly is covering her mouth with her hand, holding back a laugh. eddie is already burying his head into his hands. “no fucking way. you’ve been holding this out on me! you little shit eddie. you fucking little shit, oh i’m holding this over you forever!”

eddie throws his head back, “aw look at it, eds is cute when he’s embarrassed!” richie says as he pokes eddie in the cheek.

“oh my god richie

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