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THE RADIO CRACKLES AS EL plays with it, she sits on the couch, her legs pulled up into her chest as she fiddles with Mike's radio, turning the knob back and forth, changing the channels. Olivia stands opposite Mike on the table, she wears a t-shirt with a band on the front, one from a thrift store, a blue flannel and baggy jeans with a leather belt around her middle. The t-shirt has been cut so it is cropped, just hanging above the top of her jeans. Her hair is pulled up into a messy bun on top of her head, two pieces pulled out to frame her face. Lip gloss, mascara and a little bit of black eyeliner is painted onto her face, illuminating her eyes a little. And finally paired with hightop black sneakers with roses painted on the sides.
"We have to tell our parents we have AV club after school." Mike starts, turning to the other three. "It will give us at least a few hours for Operation Mirkwood."
"You seriously think that the weirdo knows where will is?" Lucas asks, his voice low. Olivia slaps his arm, hard. "Ow! What was that for!"
"Don't call her a weirdo!" Olivia shouts, "It's rude and hurtful. You wouldn't like if I called you the weirdo would I?" Lucas doesn't answer, "Didn't think so."
"Just trust me on this, okay." Mike cuts the conversation off, going back to the plan. "Did you get the supplies?"
"Yep." Lucas smacks his lips together, pulling his backpack up and beginning to lay out the supplies, binoculars, army knife, hammer, camouflage bandana and the wrist rocket.
"Your gonna take out the demogorgan with a slingshot?" Dustin asks, raising an eyebrow.
"First of all, it's a wrist rocket. And second of all, the Demogorgan isn't real. It's made up. But if there is something out there, I'm gonna shoot it in the eye..." Lucas pulls the yellow band back, flicking it at Dustin's face, he yanks back, gasping in shock, "And blind it."
"Liv, what did you get?" Mike sighs, shaking his head in annoyance.
Olivia smirks, she swings a steel baseball bat over her shoulder, "I got Steve's baseball bat, it be better with nails but it will do." She nods.
"Now that is something useful." Dustin points to the bat.
"What do you even plan on doing with that?" Lucas cocks his head, crossing his arms, "You can't even use it?" Olivia chuckles, shaking her head. She puts together a brick tower with the demogorgan on top and then holds the bat too her feet, tapping the ground and then bringing it up behind her head and then swinging it, the bat swipes the demogorgan off the top without even making the brick tower wobble. The demogorgan figure flies into the air and then Olivia brings the bat up again and swings it, hitting the demogorgan and it smashes against the dartboard on the wall, bang in the middle, imbedding its self into the foam.
