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Bill's POV

For a moment no one said anything, staring at the screen as it turned black. 

"Is it over?" Maggie whispers. Nothing happens. "... It's over!"

"Don't jinx anything!" Mom hisses at her. 

"IT! IS! FINISHED!!!"  A commanding voice booms out, causing them all to jump. 

"Oh, holy fuck." Richie blurts out as they all turn to behind the couches to where that goddamn Turtle sits on that table from earlier and looks at them without expression... Though that's probably just be because it's a turtle, and it's face won't express the same way a human wou-

"Where did you come from!?" Stan shouts in frustration. 

"YOU'VE DONE VERY WELL." The Turle praises them, ignoring Stan's exclamation.

"Well, I mean, all we did was watch a couple movies." Bev shrugs. "Can't think of many ways to fuck that up." 

He and Stan look at each other and nod. Fair enough.

"LOSERS! PARENTS! GEORGIE! I AM VERY PLEASED BY THE RESULTS OF THIS WATCHING. HOW YOU'VE GROWN AND ALL OF THAT." The Turtle says. "BUT MORE THAN THAT, CAPABLE PEOPLE I BELIEVE WILL DO WELL KNOWING THE COMPLETE STORY."

Bill beams at the praise.

"I'm a Loser too!" Georgie protests, looking angry.

"Georgie." Bill hisses at him, suddenly feeling like a weight has been lifted off his chest. God, his baby brother is a brat. And he wouldn't trade him for the whole fucking world.

"THAT YOU ARE." The Turtle agrees. Bill thinks he might be smiling, but it's kinda hard to tell. 

"Thank you." Mom steps forward. "For showing this to us. As hard as it was, you didn't need to. If you had let the events in this play out, It would still have been defeated but you showed this to us, and saved three of these kids' lives. Not to mention saving the one's who survived a lifetime of trauma. So thank you."

Bill blinks at his mother. He'd never thought about it that way. He supposes that that's true though. As horrible as that movie was, it ended in It getting what's coming. 

"THERE'S MORE WE NEED TO DISCUSS." The Turtle says. "BUT FIRST I'D LIKE TO INTRODUCE MYSELF. I AM MATURIN, CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE. AND I WOULD LIKE TO PERSONALLY THANK EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU FOR AIDING IN THE DEATH OF MY LITTLE BROTHER."

"It is your brother!?" Bill shouts in shock.

"Well Thanksgiving must be a bitch to get through." Maggie says with wide eyes.

As much as Bill loves Georgie, if he got off on eating children Bill supposes he'd want a group of dumbasses and a six year old to watch a movie so they'd know how to tease him to death.

Maybe, he doesn't know.

"SINCE THE DAWN OF MY CREATION, I HAVE WAITED FOR MY BROTHER TO BE DEFEATED. AND IT WAS ONLY THIS GROUP THAT HAS MANAGED TO SUCCEED, BUT ONLY THROUGH MUCH PAIN. THE CHANCE TO PREVENT SOME OF THE TERROR THEY'VE FACED IS ONLY THE SMALLEST OF THANKS I CAN GIVE TO YOU. BUT IT IS WITH A HEAVY HEART THAT I HAVE TO ASK EVEN MORE FROM YOU." 

"Bully the bitch to death." Richie rolls his eyes. "We saw what happened. We watched the movie. You made us watch two entire movies to tell us that! It was one of the worst experiences of my life!"

"One of?" Eddie's eyebrows shoot up his forehead. "What experiences was this day better than?"

Richie clicks his tongue. "You know what, you don't need to know."

"Well, that's not very healthy." Eddie points out quietly. "If we're gonna be... you know, you really should tell me about stuff. You know."

"I know." Richie looks down. "This was the worst experience of my life. I just- I don't know why I said 'one of', I just did and then I thought it'd be weird if I took it back. This was definitely the worst thing I could ever have to tell anyone about. Well, I mean not all of it, obviously-" Eddie nods.

"NEVERMIND THIS!!!" Maturin interrupts them. Bill sends him a silent thanks. "THERE IS MORE TO THIS STORY. MORE THAT WAS NOT SHOWN IN THE FILMS!"

A moment passes.

"Why not!?" Stan asks, looking like he might lose his goddamn mind. The Turtle doesn't answer.

"YOU SEE, THE RITUAL OF CHUD DID WORK. FOR THE RITUAL COULD ONLY WORK IF THE PARTICIPANTS TRULY FACED THE FEARS THAT PLAGUED THEM. YOU SEE, IT WAS ONLY AFTER THE RITUAL THAT THEY OVERCAME THE FEARS ASSOCIATED WITH THE TOKEN!"

Bill takes a moment to digest this information.

"You couldn't have just told us that?!" Maggie shouts at the talking turtle. "I cried, you bitch! Three times!"

"Four times." Went corrects. "Once at Neibolt, once when our son's deepest secret was mercilessly exposed for a subplot that ended in him heartbroken, once when Stan's head grew legs and-"

"Okay, I get it!" Maggie snaps.

"Anyways!" Mr. Uris interrupts them, glaring at the couple before glancing back to Maturin nervously. "We will do our best. And my personal thanks. For giving us a chance to prevent... some things. Though I would have preferred less graphics in the process." He says the last part with a bit of an edge in his voice. 

Stan sighs, leaning in towards Bill to murmur. "Only my dad could look at the Creator of the Universe and criticize his methods for saving my life." He shakes his head, and then a beat passes, and he snorts.

"Wait!" Dad yells out. They all turn to him expectantly. Bill's sure he's not the only one who remembers the last time Dad addressed the magic Turtle. But he doesn't shout this time, instead asking in a normal tone. "Will we have to split up this time for the tokens?"

"NO, I DO NOT KNOW WHY THEY CHOSE TO DO THAT." Maturin answers in earnest.

"Hey, how come you can't kill him yourself? I'm not being sassy or anything, I'm just curious." Stan asks, and it occurs to Bill that only Stan could risk offending the Creator of the Universe just to ease his curiousity.

"DO NOT WORRY ABOUT IT."

"Huh?" 

The lights flicker, and the table Maturin is resting on begins to move backwards, into the darkness.

"The fuck?" Bev breathes, squinting after him. "Dude, what the fuck! You're just gonna leave!?" Only Bev... Debatably.

"You realize we're forced to think you're just lazy, right?" Maggie says as he goes. And only Maggie -and Richie- would ever accuse the creator of being lazy and act like it's just the sensible conclusion.

But he doesn't respond, and only responds when Richie yells out once again. "Bye!"

"BYE!" 

And then he is gone, once more

A moment passes.

"This has been a strange day." Mr. Uris says.

Everyone nods in agreement. Richie and Stan both stand to meet their parents with hugs. Bill takes that as a cue to go to his parents. He lifts Georgie off of his lap and the kid runs to Mom and Dad. Bill smiles slightly and runs after him. Dad lifts Georgie off the floor, while Mom wraps an arm around his shoulders.

"I'm proud of you." Mom whispers in his ear. "So so proud. I knew you were growing up, and I knew you tried to look out for others, but I never thought... Look at me, as... odd as you grew up to be, you looked after the people you love. And when that wasn't enough, you need to know that isn't on you. You can't save everyone, Bill.

And he didn't save everyone.

"I'm sorry I lied." Bill whispers.

Mom shakes her head. "There was no way for you to know. It could've happened to anyone. To someone who loves his little brother a lot less than you. You're heart's always been in the right place." She kisses his temple. "Besides, I have two kids. I know what it's like to need a break once in awhile. Just send him to me next time you need a day off big brother duties."

"Oh, after this, that won't be for a long-"

"YES!" They turn their heads towards Bev, who is happily hugging Mrs. Uris. Both looking so happy. As does Stan, who's right next to her, waving off the questioning looks with a smile.

Bev looks back the rest of them and her grin widens. She gestures for Stan to follow and the other members of the Losers Club, including Georgie but he doesn't have to clarify that, gather back at their couch. He sits next to Mike. 

"I am going to be a Uris." Bev tells them happily. They all look at her oddly.

Stan rolls his eyes. "My parents are offering to house her after we all murder her dad."

"Good." Ben says, eyes happy. Both because Bev will get to stay and get away from her crazy dad at the same time. Bev takes Ben's hand, both blushing like crazy. Bill smiles at them, so happy. The others look at him like he should be sad, but he just isn't. So long as they're happy.

"You good?" Mike asks quietly.

Bill beams. "Never better."

Bev stretches out her arms as though tired. "Okay, scale from one to ten... What are the chances we don't end up half as fucked up as we are in the alternate timeline?"

"Oh, slim to none." Eddie bets. "Even knowing what we do know, I'm pretty sure fuckupery is just engrained in our bodies somehow. I'm sure we'll manage to find someway to get horrifically scarred so bad our future selves are stupidly inept."

Richie shrugs. "Nothing could be worse than that movie's ending so..." He says it lazily, but his eyes don't hide that Eddie dying, along with Stan and Georgie, is most definitely the worst timeline.

"Don't be so down, guys." Bill leans back. "We know what to do now, we got the lazy Creator of the Universe on our side and he doesn't care if we insult him, and we're gonna be together. Best timeline."

He closes his eyes, relaxing for a moment. When no one responds he opens them again only to find himself in a place he most certainly was not before. His bedroom.