that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal.
Duh, of course, it was illegal. Lots of fun things were exceptionally illegal, taking drugs, underage drinking, arson (in the form of letting off fireworks in abandoned buildings), stealing from the supermarket, and vandalising school property. All things that Eddie had done at one point or another. He still did some of them because life was boring without risk, and he didn't want to lead a boring life, especially since he only had one, which Vecna temporarily ended, but he didn't want to think about that right then.
He threw another Red Vine over to Will (yes, he paid for these ones), his new potential partner in crime, where they sat in the remaining pitiful woodland of Hawkins. Unfortunately, much of the greenery had been taken over by death and decay and showed no signs of slowing down anytime soon. If Vecna had his way, the whole world would perish beneath the disease, and it was up to a bunch of nerds and kids to somehow stop that. Jesus fucking christ, they were all so dead. Eddie swiftly shoved some more candy in his mouth to soothe the internal dread that flared up. That kept happening; he wished it wouldn't if only to allow him to keep up appearances in front of the others.
"It's not like many folks are still around the town to stop us, kiddo. It'll be like taking candy from a baby. If the baby were an industrial warehouse full of salt. But that's what your sister needs, right? It amplifies her superpowers?" Honestly, he figured they'd be thanked for it in the end if it brought them one step closer to wiping Vecna's face out of existence. And Byers was a great choice to get it on this with because no one would suspect him with his sweet little face and polite demeanour. But in his experience, the quiet kids were always the ones the surprised people the most. There was a lot more to Will Byer's than met the eye. He just knew it. Normal kids didn't survive in hell and make it out to the other side twice. Nah, this kid had badass written all over him, even if he himself didn't get that yet.
Another Red Vine headed Will's way once Eddie saw he was done, and he took one for himself, chewing on it while wild ideas formed in his squirrely head. "We'll be like Gandalf and Radagast going to raid the tomb of The Witch King of Angmar or something for dark artefacts. Ain't that shit hot enough for ya, Byers?" He pointed his finger at his companion, lips curved into a daring smile. "If I clear out all the shit in my van. We could pull a huge fucking haul, dude. Vecna would be pissing his tighty-whiteys---or whatever he wears...flesh, I guess." A shudder ran through him from intrusive images that Eddie did not wish to imagine again. "But my point stands. Illegal or not. Jane is gonna need what we can get her, and I say you're just the man for the job. So what say you, Will The Wise?" Eddie finalised, brandishing one of the Red Vines like a twirly wand.
