"Eddie, Baby. Come here." Sonia Kaspbrak tugged her son into her large arms and hugged the life out of him. The only similarity this woman and her son held was the brown hair and light brown eyes.
"Mommy..." Eddie mumbled. All too aware of Richies cool gaze staring at the two in amusement. "Oh alright. Have fun,Eddie! and don't forget to use your inhaler if you have a panic attack and to be home by 7."
"Yes mommy." Eddie muttered and slid out like a snake from his mothers grasp. Quickly moving away from his touchy mother, he grabbed Richie by the lapels of his jacket and dragged him to his car.
Once the door was slammed shut and the engine was on, Eddie collapsed into the leather seats with a groan.
"...oh my god that was hilarious."
Eddie glared at Richie.
"...oh god now you look like a wet cat."
"And what does a wet cat look like?"
Richie made a strange face with his eyes rolled back and his teeth in a gummy smile.
"That's what a wet cat looks like."
"Oh gee, i must look horrible." Eddie said sarcastically.
"Eh. Sure, you can say that."