a/n: god i am out of shape
i finished my sophomore year of high school today woooooo everybody clap
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*Russia*
"American" A thick Russian accent called from outside the cell. Suddenly a light popped through the crack in the door and the door swung open. Hopper shielded the light from his eyes as he sat up. Two guards burst in and grabbed Hopper by the arms and dragged him out of the cell. Hopper groaned
"What the fuck do you want now?"
"Shut up" The dragged him down a long and dark hallway. They turned right into a room with a desk and 2 chairs on either side. They sat Hopper down in the chair and walked out and shut the door. Hopper sunk down in his chair and laid his head down on the table. The silence was quickly interrupted by a Russian soldier bursting through the door. He sat done across from Hopper.
"So, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Hopper said smirking. The Russian guard smiled and leaned forward.
"I'm prepared to make you a deal." Hopper face fell and he leaned forward and intertwined his fingers.
"I'm listening"*Hawkins*
Max sat in Billy's room holding her skateboard taping it up when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Lucas walked through the door.
"Hi." Max said as Lucas sat next to her.
"How are you."
"Fine." Lucas sighed.
"I miss you. I feel like we don't talk anymore." Max looked at him as she set down her skateboard
"I miss you too stalker."
"I want to get back together." Max sighed and took his hand.
"Lucas, we still have tons of problems. Saying sorry doesn't fix that it doesn't fix anything. We still have the same problems we had this morning. I just don't want to fight anymore."
"I don't wanna fight either, I hate fighting with you. Maybe we could work on it."
"I don't know, I think we should just be friends for a little while and work on out friendship first."
"Ok if that's what you really want."
"It is."
"Ok well then i'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye." Max said as she watched Lucas walk out the door. She sighed and continued taping her board.
Mike was laying on the couch doing his math homework when the doorbell rang. He set down his textbooks and walked over to the door. He opened the door to Steve and Dustin with huge smiles on their faces. He stood there for a moment looking at the weird expressions on their faces."What? I don't like the look you guys have on your faces." Dustin and Steve looked at each other and smiled and then grabbed Mike out of the house and closed the door.
"What the fuck dude?! I have homework to!"
"Shut up dork. We are your mentors for the night." Steve said as he threw Mike in the car.
"You need to get out more. So 2 times a week plus the weekends we are taking you out. You will never know where or when. Like ninjas."
"Well what if I have plans?" Mike said crossing his arms as Steve started driving.
"Mike, who would you have plans with if not with us, Lucas or Max." Dustin said as Mike stayed silent.
"That's what I thought. Now lets get this show on the road." Dustin said as they drove off.
*California*
"Willlllllll! I can't find my notebook have you seen it?!" El yelled across the hallway and then walked through Will's bedroom door. He was sitting on the edge of his bed looking down at a piece of paper. She shuffled for a bit and then sat next to him.
"Will?" He looked up abruptly.
"Yeah, sorry."
"What's up? What are you looking at?" El said looking at the piece of paper Will was holding.
"It's nothing."
"Is that the Pacey guys number?" El said snatching the paper from his hands.
"EL! Give it back!" Will screeched trying to grap back the paper.
"You should call him. He gave you his number for a reason. You can finally get a friend."
"You mean we can both get a friend. But I don't know what if he just did it out of pity?" Will said as El rolled her eyes.
"I doubt that. He wouldn't talk to you for 2 hours if he didn't want to be friends."
"I don't know El."
"Just call him, you'll see. Come on take a risk, don't be boring." El said standing up and making her way to the phone.
"I am not boring." Will said following her.
"You could've fooled me. Now call him." El said handing him the phone and the paper and sat on the chair next to the phone. She looked at him eagerly and he sighed and dialed the number. The phone rung for a couple of seconds.
"Hello?" A voice from the other line said. Will stood there in fear and stared at El.
"TALK" She mouthed.
"Hi." He said, his voice wavering.
"Who's this?" The voice from the other end said chuckling.
"Oh right sorry, this is Will. We met at the beach the other day."
"Oh right, how could I forget. I've waiting for you to call. What took you so long?"
"Just, been busy."
"LIES" El mouthed to him. Will just rolled his eyes.
"What have you been up to?" Will asked getting slightly more comfortable.
"Waiting for you." Pacey said as Will smiled and blushed.
"Oh I'm sure." Will said sarcastically. As they continued on with their conversation El heard a static. She started to get up when Will grabbed her arm.
"Where are you going?!" Will whispered.
"I heard the walkie, Mike's calling." El responded scurrying to her room.
"How the hell did you hear that?!" Will said putting the phone to his chest.
"It's a talent!" El yelled as she closed her bedroom door.
"What was that?" Pacey asked.
"Oh it was just my sister."
"El right?"
"Yeah, im surprised you remembered." Will said chuckling.
"Of course I remembered." Will blushed and kept the conversation going.
El scurried to her walkie.
"Mike?"
"Hey beautiful." El could practically hear his smile through the walkie.
"How was your day?"
"Pretty good. I went out with Steve and Dustin. I missed you though."
"I missed you too."
"What have you been up to?" Mike asked.
"Nothing much, Will finally called that guy from the beach."
"Finally, it took him long enough."
"I know right." El laughed. Mike sighed.
The rest of the night the two siblings talked for hours upon hours about everything and nothing. Everything seemed perfect.
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a/n: im in love with finn wofhard
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FanfictionEl is in california, Mike is in Indiana, Hopper is in Russia..... Oh fuck (set after season 3) (smut and language warning)