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Eddie kicked back in his chair, reading through the new Dungeon Master's Guide. He had opinions, strong opinions, and most of them were good. The dragon on the cover was very metal, and he was already planning out a new tattoo inspired by it.
"Eddie, I think I'm in love with Steve."
Eddie was as skeptical as anyone over the new release, because the second edition of the original guide was perfectly good - a classic. But, the second edition clearly had improved on rule clarity, and information was more streamlined. Personally, he loved Gygax' style of writing, but from a objective side, the second edition was easier to read and create effective campaigns for.
"Eddie, I'm serious. I have a carnal desire for him."
But, Eddie was afraid this was a sign that Dungeons and Dragons was becoming more mainstream and less experimental. Part of the joy in playing was messing around, tinkering with ideas. Not all of them were good, he'd had some horrible campaigns early on, and he wasn't always a great DM - but that was part of what made him a good one now. Removing that aspect of it, smoothing out the edges to appeal to a wider audience felt in part like a response to conservative fear mongering narratives about the game.
"Last night I had a dream where Steve was wearing a Tigers cheerleading uniform and playing a game with his nail bat, and when I woke up, it looked like ectoplasm all over my boxers. Like Slimer splooged all over me. I had to burn them, Eddie. How was I supposed to explain that to my mom?"
Maybe Eddie was just biased, because of his own experience being rail roaded due to being eccentric, being an outsider. He never wanted Dungeons and Dragons to not be for the weirdos and the freaks, the geeks and the nerds. Yet, at the same time, it did his blackened little heart good to see kids like Holly and Erica playing it. They weren't the kids that would have ever thought about it just a few years back, but wasn't the point of the game to create a community? To have fun with a wide range of characters?
"I think I'm going to go tell him how I feel, how I really feel. With my tongue. I'm definitely going to try and use my tongue on him at some point tonight. Thanks for letting me talk my mind, Eds."
Eddie decided that in the end the response of the D&D community would be the court that settled on how well received the new Master's Guide would be going forward. He was only one man, but the beautiful thing about their little community was the back and forth between enthusiasts and the nerds who made it in the first place. He just hoped it didn't being too mainstreamed. He'd rather die again than see mainstream media turning it into TV and movies in the future, but given people still seemed to think it was demonic, even now in 89, what were the chances of that happening?
Eddie was closing the Guide when he heard the door to the trailer close. He glanced up, looking around, wondering where Dustin went? They'd been talking about the new release, hadn't they?
Wayne was at the sink, drinking a beer. When he met Eddie's eyes, he just shook his head.
"What did that mean squash say to you, Stevie?" Steve turned to Robin, who had leaned in against his shoulder in the aisle, taking in the vegetable he was holding. Wait, was it a fruit? Vegetable? Steve didn't pay that much attention in class, truth be told.
Steve held a zucchini in his hand, staring down at the mottled dark green skin. It'd seen better days, the thin outer layer had cuts and chunks out of it - but Steve wasn't really looking at it. His new found fascination with this particular cucurbita (Steve was currently taking biology classes to get his teaching certificate) was because it was about his size. The weight was similar, the length was about right. It looked like a good amount in his hand too, nothing seemed dwarfed.
Which meant, that the object he was holding, was smaller than Dustin's dick.
"Do you ever think about my dick?" Steve asked her, before his brain had time to catch up. She stared blankly at him. An old woman walking past, who almost certainly had seen the war, blanched as though that was the worst thing she'd ever heard.
"I'm going to ask you to rephrase that question, before I shove that inside you, and for fun and my enjoyment - the hole I pick will be a surprise." Robin said slowly, with a false smile plastered across her face.
"I...look, okay, so. Henderson has a big dick. Huge. And I keep thinking about it, and I don't know why? So, like...do you think about the-" Steve gestured down at his crotch, until Robin grabbed his hand and forced it back above belt level. "Of your friends that you're not into? Like, obviously you're not into me, so..."
"No, Steven, I do not. Now I am, which I hate. I blame you for this. I'm going to go find the booze and you're going to pay for it in place of my therapy." Robin told him, grabbing the shopping cart and trying to get away from him. Steve jogged to catch up, but in doing so, passed by the eggplants. He slowed down, eyes locking onto the perfect one. That had to be about the right size.
"Steve!" Robin said, snapping her fingers at him like he was a dog. "You can think about his preposterously ponderous package another day."
Steve frowned, before placing the zucchini down next to the eggplant. Oh, they looked good together, really complemented one another.
Maybe he was just hungry. "Hey, let's get food."
"Why, do you have a taste for Rocky Mountain oysters now too?"
They were on the same side of the booth, they usually were, with Robin stretched across his lap, happily stealing fries off of his plate and dipping them in her milkshake.
"So, now I'm curious - how big, is big to you?" Robin asked, squeaking some as she readjusted herself on the aging booth bench.
"I'm big, Dustin is giant." Steve said simply, grabbing his burger away from Parasite 1. "The average is like... at least an inch smaller than I am. Probably more like two. Dustin is probably close to two inches more than me." Steve explained, taking a bite, purposely trying to take a big one.
Robin hummed, nodding her head as though she was listening. "I have no reference point for any of this."
Steve cocked a brow at her, no pun intended. "You don't have any... You know. Things?" At her blank look, Steve tried to depict it in air. "Things, you know. Toys."
"That's none of your business, sir - and even if I did, I wasn't checking the exact inch length on it. Guys care way more about that kind of thing than women do." Robin pulled the burger gingerly out of his hands, and stole that too. It wasn't like he was made of money anymore, but it was impossible for him to say no.
"Well, you're going camping with him next week, anyway, aren't you?" Robin asked him, mouth half full, some of it was hair she'd not successfully tucked behind her ear. "Maybe you'll get to see it up close and personal, in a platonic way, and you'll be able to put it behind you."
Steve shrugged, exhaling as he snagged her milkshake. "Yeah, maybe- why are you laughing?"
Robin had covered her mouth, shoulders shaking a little. "Nothing, I just- maybe you'll put it behind you in an entirely different manner."
"Huh?" Steve asked, but she just continued to giggle to herself and her ill gotten gains.
I know. I KNOW Dustin’s s5 hair is supposed to be copying Eddie. but every time I see him and Nancy and I’m like okay twinssss do you go to the same hairdresser
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