It Imagines

•Pass The Salt

you guys are like 18-23 in these

Bill Denbrough

We were currently having dinner with my parents. It was going pretty good. Nothing too awkward. My dad had unintentionally insulted Bill, but he didn't take offense to it.

"Daddy, could you pass me the salt?"

"Yeah, sure." Bill and my dad say at the same time.

"I'm sorry, what?" My dad says.

"What?" Bill grabs the salt and sets it in front of me, my cheeks burning red.

"Fuck, Bill." I mumble.

Let's just say, Bill left with a black eye that night.

Richie Tozier

Mine and Richie's parents were currently all having dinner with each other, and it was amazing. Our parents were both hitting it off great. Jack and Madison were both so polite, unlike Richie's neck ass.

I was laughing with Richie's sister when I looked at my dad, "Daddy, pass me the salt please."

Richie and my dad both get up and all conversation stops.

"Richie, sit the fuck down." Jack says. Richie grabs the salt and hands me it. Smirking at me and then my dad.

"What kind of grown woman calls her father daddy?" He says with a sly smirk.

"Richie, come here right now." Madison says. My dad is fuming. Richie walks over and Madison stands up and grabs Richie by his ear, taking him into the other room.

"Ow! Mommy, quit!"

Eddie Kaspbrak

"Daddy, could you pass me the salt?" I ask my father. Eddie and my dad both stand up, Eddie grabbing it and ignoring my dads shocked reaction.

Eddie hands me it and slouches back in his chair.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Eddie asks.

"Because I said daddy, Eddie." I mumble.

"No you didn't." He gasps quietly. "I swear I heard Eddie, I'm so sorry, sir."

"It's okay, son." My dad assures.

"Phew. That's a relief." Eddie mumbles. He leans over close to me and whispers in my ear, "I actually heard you say daddy. But you know, I didn't want your dad to beat the piss out of me."

Stanley Uris

Dinner was horribly awkward to say the least. Stanley's dad kept glaring at my dad and my mom and Stanley's mom were trying to keep up a conversation, but it wasn't working.

"Daddy, pass me the salt please." I say. Stanley and my dad both stand up and I cover my mouth.

"Fuck." I mumble. My dad and Stanley are having a stare off intensely.

"I knew your daughter was a slut." The tension between my dad and Stanley break as all eyes move to Stanley's father.

"I'm sorry what did you just say about my kid?" My dad asks.

"Dad, for once, can you shut your fucking mouth?" Stanley nearly yells.

"Sure."

Patrick Hockstetter

"Stop fucking arguing!" I yell, as my dad and Patrick continue to spite back and forth.

"Sorry, baby girl." Patrick and my dad both say. They both look at each other.

"Fuck off." They say in sync.

"Oh my god." I mumble. "Daddy, pass me the salt please."

"Don't fucking grab that shit, D/N." Patrick says, grabbing the salt and handing me it.

"Christ, Patrick."

"He knows damn well that you ain't called him daddy since you were ten years old. I'm your daddy now."

Henry Bowers

"Nice to meet you, sir."

*one hour later*

"Yeah, shut the fuck up. Your daughter calls me daddy too."

Bill Skarsgård

"Daddy, can you pass me the salt please?" I ask my father. Bill and my dad both get up, Bill grabbing it and handing me it.

"The fuck?" My dad says.

"Weird ass." Bill says, a sneer on his face. "What kind of 24 year old calls their father daddy? That's weird shit, Y/N. You know you only got one daddy. And you know who he is, and it ain't him."

"Ight... Cool." My dad says.