I was inspired by a lovely song to write this! It's not so much of a short chapter though. I did tell my online BFF that if we ever did something musical with IT that Bill would sing this. Bcuz we be Stenbrough shippers, and I think I do want to write some sort of musical for IT. It of course will mostly be fan service and be fanon, not really following the storyline of the movies. BUT OF COURSE PENNYWISE WILL BE IN IT! I'd just need to think about the plot more. But just enjoy this one.

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Stan had been dragged off by his mother after a huge argument with her in front of The Losers. The Losers of course had ran after Stan, Bill especially eager to catch up to them.

"M-Mrs. Uris, wait!" Bill shouted, the woman stopped and glared back at the boy.

"I told you to stay away from my son, but you just couldn't do that! What is wrong with you?!" Mrs. Uris yelled back, Stan ripped his hand away from his mother.

"Nothing is wrong with him, he's fine!" Stan tried to argue with his mother but she simply wasn't listening.

"Stanley you know you're already supposed to have a wife when you grow up! And everything is wrong with this! Relationships are between a man and a women in our religion. Plus, he's not even Jewish!" She explained, placing her hands on her hips.

"I won't be with him if you don't want me to but, you can't talk to him like that." Stan said, Bill's eyes widened.

"I'm n-not Jewish." Bill mumbled, Mrs. Uris raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"Yes, exactly."

"Is that what it takes, because I'll be Jewish! I'll be the biggest Jew you've ever seen." Bill raised his fist in the air confidently.

"See, I should have known when I met you by the Orthodox synagogue. I should have known when I saw you buying extra lox at the bagel shop." Bill mumbled, shamefully fiddling with his fingers. Stan rolled his eyes at the last comment as Bill continued.

"I should have known, you're not to blame. I should have seen, we're not the same. It doesn't take an Einstein." Bill placed a hand on Stan's shoulder, Stan was still confused on what Bill was trying to say.

"You've got the nose." Bill smiled, Stan looked down at his nose.

"You've got the name. The name is Steinstein." Bill let out a breathy chuckle, poking at one of the many jewish nicknames Stan was given. Stan was not enjoying this at the moment.

"Get on with it." Stan spat, crossing his arms.

"I-I'm not sure what you want me to do. But I th-think this is worth working through." Bill motioned between him and Stan, removing his hand from Stan's shoulder.

"I know it's a little bit out of the blue! B-But, I might as well try, I think I could be Jewish for you!" Bill suggested as Stan stood up straight in shock.

"What? Bill- No!"

"Just he-here me out! Um, like on the holidays. I'll stop baking gingerbread, start baking Challah! When Hanukkah comes, heck, I'll light the Mandala!-" Bill looked at the faces he recieved, realizing his mistake.

"M-MENORAH, excuse me! If you could just choose me. I'll sing 'Eidledeidle' not 'Fa La'!" Bill crossed his heart, letting everyone know he was willing to give up Christmas for this.

"Yeah, as far as the culture I might need a clue. But I'll give it a shot, cause I've got to be Jewish for you!" Bill grabbed Stan's hands. Stan felt his face heat up, he really did not know how to react to this.

"Bill I really don't think that's how it works." Stan sighed, looking away from the other boy.

"C-Come on, Stan! I'll go with you to temple, I'll try to learn Yiddish. I-I'll start eating Kosher, I'll even play quidditch!?" Bill tilted his head, Stan immediately shook his head in disappointment.

"Nope, th-that's not a Jew thing." Bill spoke quietly. "Well, teach me some new things! I won't be the slightest bit skittish." Bill pulled away from Stan and crossed his arms, smiling.

"I'll do it by rote till it feels like it's true! And till I'm Verklempt I'll attempt to be Jewish for you!" Bill embraced Stan in a hug, the other Losers watched from a far. Having their own opinions on this gigantic mess. Ben found it heartwarming, Bev did too but she couldn't help but giggle from now and then. Richie was constantly laughing at this. Eddie just sat there confused, occasionally being annoyed by a chuckling Tozier. Mike just watched in awe, he'd never seen Bill act like this before. He wanted to see where this went.

"Bill..." Stan lightly pushed Bill away, breaking the hug. He knew due to his mother this had a small chance of working out positive.

"I m-mean it, Stan! I mean, I would be Irish, or Russian or French! But no, Ch-Chinese is a b-bit of a stretch. Uhm." Bill mumbled the last part, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Just wait! Even your Rabbi will call me a mensch! Did I mention I've been practicing my Kvetch!?" Bill questioned, pointing at Stan with a proud smile.

"Oh! I will adapt where the average guy freezes. Cause If I have to have the 'Just Friends' talk, I'll do it with Jesus!" Bill gave an angry look up at the sky, sighing.

"So-Sorry, Jesus. You're j-just not my type." Bill stated, Stan pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Now you're just being ridiculous."

"No I'm n-not! Whatever they are, I could learn to like latkes! And if we have sons they'll are have Bar Matzahs!" Bill raised his arms in the air, Stan glared at him.

"Bar M-Mitzvahs, I'm joking!" He chuckled. "I promise I know things! Enough not to ruin chbotkas." Bill grabbed Stan by the shoulders.

"If that's what it takes, then that's what I'll do! Please don't run away, and one day I'll be Jewish for you." Bill felt himself tear up as the silence filled the air. The Losers weren't laughing, Stan didn't reply with a snarky remark. Bill just looked down at the ground, his tone became quieter.

"Tell me, you've never questioned one Holy command. Tell me, don't you think you think love's more romantic unplanned?" Bill looked back up at Stan, moving his hands down to Stan's hands. Holding them tight. A few tears fell out of his eyes.

"J-Just tell me you're nervous, we'll start with a service. Just tell me where you stand!" At this point tears were streaming down Bill's face as he shouted.

"Tell me 'I need you!' Tell me in Hebrew! Teach me Lechayim and HORCRUX AND OY! Just tell me why..." Bill sobbed as he let out a sad laugh, he looked at Stan's hands locked in his. He smiled to himself.

"Instead of hi, I'll say Shalom. Till my hovel feels like home. But I won't say Goodbye." Bill stared into Stan's eyes, Stan could barely make a sound. A shocked expression still plastered on his face as Bill spoke. Both their hearts were racing.

"So here's wh-what I propose." Before Bill could even finish his sentence he felt a pair of lips smash onto his own. It was short but sweet, the two cherished every bit of it before they pulled away. Everyone was crying at this point, Stan, The Losers and surprisingly Mrs. Uris. No kind of sane human being couldn't find this heartwarming yet, also heartbreaking. Bill and Stan pressed their foreheads together, embracing each other's presence.

"I'll read through the Torah, from c-cover to cover. Till even Moses could see we were meant for each other. You know I adore you! So let me fight for you, together we'll take on your m-mother!" Bill pulled away and pointed at Mrs. Uris, Stan laughed.

"It might be a payer but a prayer can come true! I dare you to dare me, I swear I'll come through! But I'm with you and there isn't a thing I can't do!" Bill then grabbed Stan's hands, intertwining fingers with him.

"So if you're inclined! I won't mind, being Jewish, for you..." Bill gave Stan a warm smile, their lips touching once again. This time for even shorter, as Mrs. Uris pulled Stan to her side.

"That's it, Stanley! We're going home right now." Mrs. Uris announced, but it was too late. Everyone already saw her reaction to this entire scene, there's no way she could hide being supportive now. But alas, poor Stan was dragged away from the gang, a smile still on his face. He waved to Bill.

"I'll see you at School tomorrow?" Stan asked, Bill nodded and waved back.

"I-I love you."

"I love you too."

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HOLY SHIT THIS SONG HAS ME BAWLING MAN. I am so emotional right now, but I hope you enjoyed that! I sure enjoyed writing it. If you want to see an Aftermath or something then go on ahead and say so. I'm not sure what's gonna happen after this but I'll think of it and write it.

Bye Bye Fwends!