In this scenario, it was the first sleeping with a man for both Eddie and Steve. Of course, there was going to be a little bit of panic afterward. . .Steve didn't expect it to be because the condom had broken.
Eddie: OH GOD!
Steve: It's fine, I mean, we're both clean, right, I don't think we have to worry -
Eddie: I'M NOT READY TO BE A FATHER.
Steve: . . . .what?
Eddie: WE'RE BOTH STILL SO YOUNG.
Steve: Okay, yeah, no, that's not going to happen. I'm not going to get pregnant.
Eddie: *sighs in relief* Oh, good, so you're on the pill.
Steve: *frowns* Well, no.
Eddie: OH GOD!
Steve: I'm not going to get pregnant because we're both men.
Eddie: Oh, right. . .*sighs in relief* Okay, okay, I'm good. Luckily, I didn't panic.
Transfem Stevie realizing she's trans for the first time when she puts on a long swishy skirt on as a joke. She spends a long time in the mirror just twirling around and swishing it around her legs. The only disappointment she has is that it doesn't have pockets. Watching her, Eddie decides to use certain skills to give the skirt some pockets. He surprises her with the skirt, and Eddie's face lights up with joy when Stevie smiles and sticks her hands in the pockets.
Writing prompt: When Eddie mishears Robin when she tells him that Steve is partially deaf. Eddie thinks she said that Steve is dead, what's Robin to do but to fuck with Eddie and tell him that her best friend is a ghost who doesn't know he's dead. Now, she gets to watch as Eddie tries to work up the courage to tell Steve he's a dead man.
Edit: Steve yells at Robin: "QUIT TELLING PEOPLE I'M DEAD."
Eddie: *entering Steve’s house for the first time* Nice house, Harrington.
Steve: Thanks, make yourself at home.
Eddie: *grinning* Okay.
Steve watched as he kicked off his shoes, shed his jacket, and left them in the hallway before walking into the living room.
Steve: Are you serious? Eddie! *picks up his stuff and follows him into the living room* Oh, come on!
Eddie had taken off all of his clothes except for his boxers and socks. He had his feet on the table, one hand twirling a lock of hair around his finger, and his hand down his boxers as he watched TV. He was wearing fucking Garfield boxers.
Eddie: You said make yourself at home.
Steve: *scoffs* You want me to bring you a drink, too, dear?
Eddie: No, I can do that. You got the Dew?
Steve: *visible confusion* You mean Mountain Dew? Yeah?
Eddie walked out of the living room and came back in carrying two wine glasses with Mountain Dew. He handed one to Steve while he fisted the other one.
Eddie: Here you go.
Steve: These are my mother's wine glasses.
Eddie: *taps Steve’s glass with his* Cheers, darling.
He plops back onto the couch and puts his hand back into his boxers, sipping his glass.
Steve: *more visible confusion* Why the hell am I into this?
Steve shrugged, dropped Eddie's things, and sat down next to him, drinking his own Mountain Dew. He's accepted his fate.
Eddie was sitting at the picnic table at Forest Hills, staring at a stain in the wood as he tried to make a decision. It required proper, serious thinking, he knew, but no matter how hard he thought about it or how serious, he couldn't seem to make a decision.
"Ha-ha!" Eddie said and pulled out a coin. "This always works."
He closed his eyes, holding the coin tightly in his hand as he thought about his choices. Steve or Chrissy. Chrissy or Steve. Steve or Chrissy. Heads for Steve because of his hair and tails for Chrissy because of her ponytail. Eddie opened his eyes and let out a breath. He flipped the coin and watched it sail through the air before falling onto the table.
"WHAT - HOW?!"
The coin was standing up on its edge, neither on heads or tails. Eddie stared at it in amazement for a moment before picking it up again. He closed his eyes, let out a breath, and opened his eyes. Steve or Chrissy. Heads or Tails. He flipped the coin. It landed on the edge again.
"What the FUCK is happening?!"
Eddie sighed in annoyance. He stood up, pacing back and forth. He grabbed the coin. Surely, it couldn't happen a third time. He flipped the coin, and it landed on the table. . .ON THE FUCKING EDGE AGAIN!
"Oh, come ON!"
Eddie slapped his face, trying to wake himself up. This can't be happening. No, there were definitely forces at work here. Maybe this place was haunted by what happened with Chrissy here and the fact that she almost died. Okay, one more time. Eddie huffed and flipped the coin.
"JESUS H CHRIST!"
"At what point does this stop being funny?" Max grinned.
"Never," Erica replied. "It never stops being funny."
El giggled, wiping her bloody nose. The three girls were staring out the window in Max's trailer, watching Eddie getting frustrated.
"This is what he gets for eating the last cookie that Uncle Wayne made," Max said, laughing. "That was supposed to be for me and he fucking knew it."
"What decision do you think he's making?" Erica said.
"I have no fucking clue."
Meanwhile. . .Eddie slammed the coin on the table. Fuck it. The universe was telling him it was okay to choose both so both it fucking is. He smoothed down his vest and ran his fingers through his hair. He scurried over to Wayne's garden and grabbed some flowers. He fisted them both in his hands and ran off towards the van.
"Boy!" Wayne yelled as he popped his head out of the trailer, and Eddie skidded to a stop, turning around.
"Hey, can I borrow these?" Eddie asked.
"Well, you already pulled them out of the ground, so, yeah," Wayne said.
"Hey, by the way, purely hypothetical question. . .how do you ask two people out at the same time?" Eddie asked.
"Well, I suppose it's not much different than asking one person out," he said. "Just gotta be honest and direct. Steve and Chrissy?"
Eddie scoffed and stuttered incoherently before sighing.
"Yeah."
"Good luck."
"Thanks!"
He silently thanked the mysterious force that led him to the decision and drove off.
