042 Creatures crawl in search of blood to terrorize y'all's neighborhood

[notafuckingnut]

[PUBLIC video]

[The Richie that greets the network today is much smaller than usual, in the ballpark of seven, although even now he's mostly limbs, like a puppy that hasn't quite grown into itself yet. He stares at the screen with wide eyes, fear currently kept in check, but it looks like it could spill over at a moment's notice; he's seven today, and for the next few days. Seven wasn't exactly the best of years.

He's got his knees pulled up to his chest and skinny arms wrapped around them, and he chews on the inside of his lip for a moment before actually addressing his communicator.]

Seth? Are you there?

I can't find Buster.

[Buster's a green stuffed bunny with two different button eyes Richie didn't go anywhere without until he was about ten. Honestly? He's probably under the bed, but like hell is Richie looking under there right now. He is most definitely on TOP of the bed.]

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[trenchcoatedly]

[There's a sense here. A hunch...]

Maybe he's in a closet or something.

[sharpememory]

Is a buster a dog? I saw a dog before. It was huge.

[alwayshasaplan]

It's cool, Richie, I'm here. I'll catch up with you in a minute and get him back for you.

[He has a vague memory of Richie's room number, though he can't remember why.] I got some candy for you too. [Why the hell there is a big bowl of candy in his room he has no idea, but he isn't about to question it because there are Snickers minis involved.]

[surrenders]

[oh god.]

Richie? I can go find your brother.