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"Hey would you stop yelling?"

"Steve! Oh my god!" Robin sighed in relief, "Steve are- are you okay?"

Steve groaned, "My ears are ringing, and I can't really breathe, my eye feels like it's about to pop out of my skull, but- you know apart from that I'm doing pretty good."

"Well, the good news is that they're calling you a doctor." Robing told him with a chuckle.

Steve looked around, "Is this his place of work? I love the vibe." Robin chuckled, "Charming."

"Yeah tell me about it." Robing said, "So okay- do you see that table over there to your right?" Steve looked to the left, "No your other right." He turned quickly, "Yeah okay. And do you see those scissors?" He hummed in response, "Yeah well I think that if we move at the same time, we could get over there. And then maybe I could kick the table and knock them into your lap."

"And I could cut the binds." Steve spoke.

"Yeah and we could get out of here." Robin smiled hopefully.

"Gotcha. Okay, yeah we can do that." Steve nodded. "Those morons. They left scissors in here?"

"Yeah morons."

"Total morons."

"Okay, so- on the count of three, we're gonna hop." Robin told him.

"Okay good. Hop on three." Steve replied.

"All right, one- two- three!"

They both hopped and they moved toward a bit. They grinned, "Okay that worked!" Robin exclaimed. "All right. Uh let's try again. One- two- three!"

They hopped again and it moved. They laughed, "Holu shut this is gonna work!" Robin laughed.

"We're close! Okay ready?" Steve smiled.

"One- two- three-,"

Suddenly the chair slipped, and then both fell onto the ground. They both groaned in pain.

Suddenly Steve heard a sound from Robin, "It's okay. It's okay." He reassured her, "Don't cry Robin-,"

Robin let out a line of giggles, making Steve fur his eyebrows. "Are you laughing?" He asked making her laugh even more.

"Yeah." She laughed.

"Jesus!" He sighed.

"I'm sorry!" She laughed, "I'm so sorry, it's just- I can't believe I'm gonna die in a secret Russian base with Steve 'the hair' Harrington. It's just too trippy man!"

"We're not gonna die." Steve told her, "We're gonna get out of here, okay? Just you gotta let me just think for a second."

Robing suddenly settled down, "Do you remember um- Miss. Click's sophomore history class?"

Steve raised his head confused, "What?"

"Miss. Clickity-Clackity." Robin spoke, "That's what is band dweebs called her. It was first period, Tuesday's and Thursday's so you were always late. And you always had the same breakfast. And you always had the same breakfast. Bacon, egg, and cheese on a sesame bagel. And a chocolate muffin Mitch would bring every single morning for you. I sat behind you, two days a week for a year. Mister funny. Mister cool. The king of Hawkins High himself. Do you even remember me from that class?"

Steve just sat in sadden silence.

Robin chucked, "Of course you don't. You were a real asshole, you know that?"