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[measuringdicks]

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[germhating_hypochondriac]

Yeah, I'd probably have the most problems. [Why would the future be different?  But I'd take care of my problems.  You guys aren't used to being sick.   You'd need me to remind you about pills and doctors and all that shit.  I bet you didn't even get an x-ray of your back.

Stan's luck will suck too.  He'll need us to buy him booze.  Maybe even to sneak him into the good movies. We should try that, next time you want to look old.

[He looks away for a moment.]  Do you think she would have told us if she saw something bad?  Like really bad?

[measuringdicks]

No, why would I? I can just shift back, problem solved, everybody’s happy especially me.

[He snorts out a laugh.] Poor fucking Stanley the Manly, he probably gets carded in the future just because he looks so young. [Richie hms in answer.] Sure! I’ll be your Uncle Rich, treating my adorable little nephew [and he reaches out to ruffle Eddie’s hair] to a little birthday surprise. If they don’t call the cops on me.

[It would be so awkward if they did.]

I don’t know. I hope so, but she was lying through her teeth when she told me I grew into my looks, so. Maybe she’s keeping some shit back, but if it was serious, I think she would’ve said something.

[germhating_hypochondriac]

Maybe it's something they can fix now so it won't hurt when you're forty for real.  You should get your old body checked for lots of stuff.  If I could get old, I'd get checked for cancer, heart disease, all kinds of old people shit.

[Eddie runs his hands through his hair when Richie's done, fixing it.]  So what if they call the cops?  All you gotta do is go around the nearest corner and turn back to a kid.  The cops will be looking for an old dude; they'll never find you.

[He shrugs.]  Maybe she meant it literally.  Your grew and that made you look however you look.  [He thinks for a minute.] Yeah, she would have warned us.

[measuringdicks]

I don't try to stay old that long, why would I get checked for all that shit?

[He makes a face.] Ugh, yeah, she would, wouldn't she. [Then he sighs.] How long do you think it'll be till whatever she saw comes true? Twenty-seven years, maybe less?

[germhating_hypochondriac]

Cause you're gonna be forty for real some day.  If you get checked for everything, you can prevent it and be like the healthiest guy in the world. 

Twenty-seven years, probably.  The deadlights were a part of It and twenty-seven was like his magic number. So we'll all be friends for twenty-seven years.  And that means we'll be friends forever, 'cause old people don't make new friends.  [Or his mother didn't.]