I took my shot and wrote a little something based off this, it isn’t good but enjoy
“So Stan the man, what’s your birthday plan?” Richie cheered as the said boy only rolled his eyes. The rest of losers lounged around the small dorm room, only half listening to the two boy’s banter,
“Nothing with you Richie.” Stan deadpanned as Riche brought his hand to his heart, feigning hurt.
“Oh, Stan how could you. I thought you loved hanging out with me.” Richie loudly proclaimed as Bev only sighed at the sight of the theatrics,
“Just shut up Richie, but in all seriousness, what do you want to do Stan, it is your big 21st birthday.”
“I was just planning on going on a special bird watching trip and then lounge here.” Stan supplied as he smoothed out his dress shirt, anxiety filling his stomach. He knew the losers would plan something for him, and he loved his friends, he really did. It was just that they would plan something for them not him. He liked quiet bird watching and reading, his friends liked socializing and partying. The pit in his stomach only worsened when he saw Richie’s smirk spread across his lips,
“How about we celebrate at Hooters. Only the best for our Stanley.” Richie winked as Eddie elbowed him in the ribs, a silent plea for him to stop. Out of all the people there, Eddie understood Stan the best,
“Richie, I think it would be best if we just let Stan do his bird watching and then maybe a do small get together here, right Stan?” Stan only shook his head, his anxiety diminishing, surprised Trashmouth Tozier actually had a decent idea,
“No, I’ve never heard of Hooters before, I’d like to go at least once.” Stan proclaimed as the rest of his friend group stared at him mouths agape,
“I don’t know Stan, Hooters doesn’t seem like your type of place,” Mike suggested as Ben nodded silently beside him,
“Why not?” Stan challenged, the name implemented that the place would be perfect for him and his love of birds. Bill watched the scene unfold and held back a giggle,
“Stan, what do you think Hoo-Hooters is?” Bill asked as Stan looked at him bewildered,
“Bill, if applied by the name then it would be a place for owls no? I would love to see a place of Owls, that sounds so much better than my bird watching trip I planned. If we go to hooters, then it is a guarantee I would see an owl!” Stan supplied, his excitement dripping from his words, Ben opened his mouth in an attempt to correct the bird enthusiast but Richie quickly jumped in as he held in his laughter,
“Alrighty then mate, it’s settled. We will all go to Hooters for Stan the man’s birthday.”
Stan wore a nice button up top and khakis to Hooters, his bird book held tightly in his hands. He couldn’t believe he was going to a place full of owls. The losers walked behind him, trying hold back there giggles and some shooting sympathetic glances at the clueless boy. Stan’s walk practically had a bounce in his step, Richie alongside him, with his long arm dangling around his neck,
“Excited?” Richie teased as Stan only nodded, already picturing the many owls he would hopefully be able to see. Bev and Eddie stood side by side glaring at Richie, but the boy ignored them. Bill, Ben, and Mike all talked in hushed tones full of giggles. It wasn’t that they didn’t feel bad for Stan but they knew his reaction would be priceless. Soon the seven stood in front of the double doors, “HOOTERS” proudly printed on the glass,
“Are you ready Stan?” Richie announced as he pulled Stan through the doors before he could respond. As soon as Stan entered the building he froze in silence. Nowhere in sight were there birds or owls as he was promised. The group of six watched as their friend’s previous excitement melted into silent anger. All of them felt bad minus the resident Trashmouth,
“Why are you silent Stan? Tongue tied due to all the hot babes?” He questioned cheekily, Stan only turned to him with a glare his voice small and shaking with silent fury,
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