Chapter Twenty-Seven
Dustin screams, really loudly, and bursts through a door. It took us a couple of hours to get here, but we eventually did it. He charges at a Dr looking person, and jabs the electroshock prod into his chest. The man collapses, a smouldering hole where Dustin stuck him in the heart.
"Hey! Henderson." Steve smiled. "And my beautiful girlfriend!" I quickly lose the traps that were behind Steve and Dustin does the same for Robin, they were tied up to a chair. "That's crazy, I was just talking about you guys."
"Oh, my God!" Robin exclaimed.
"Get ready to run," Dustin tells them.
We are now on the truck, the same positions as before, me driving, Dustin and Erica squeezed in next to each other. But, Robin and Steve are sitting in the back, acting like they were drunk or something.
"Jesus, slow down!" Steve exclaimed drunkenly.
"Yeah, what is this, like, the Indy 500?" Robin asked.
"It's the Indy 300." Steve tried to correct her.
"No, Dingus, it's 500!" Robin groaned.
"It's 300!" Steve fought back like a child.
"Let's say... A million." They both laughed at that like it was the funniest thing in the world.
"What is wrong with them?" Erica asked, frowning.
"I don't know," Dustin replied.
"I might have a clue—"
"Juno, watch out!" Erica yelled. I accidentally crashed the mini truck into steel drums and comes to a complete stop. Loud moans and groans come from the back.
"You guys all right back there?" Dustin asked the other two. There was no answer and Dustin turns to me. "They're fine."
Dustin, Erica, and I hop out and opened the back. "Come on. We gotta go, now." I instruct them but they barely move.
"Come on! Get out!" Erica snapped harshly.
"Let's go!" Dustin tells them. Steve and Robin roll themselves out, Steve clutching onto me as he could barely walk. Dustin walked over to the metal panel over the wall and uses the keycard to open the secret elevator doors. The panel's red light becomes green.
The elevator opens in seconds. We all climbed in, I mostly helped Steve and Robin helped herself, they seemed okay in the meantime. However, once we started to go up, they looked like kids on a rollercoaster, enjoying the ride.
Steve his mountains a wheel handcart for moving boxes, climbing on top of it. "Hey! You look like you're surfing!" Robin points at Steve.
"Surfing!" Steve says at the same time. "Yeah! Woo! Jun, look at me!"
"I'm looking, Steve," I respond nervously.
"They seem drunk." Erica pointed out.
"Why would they be drunk?" Dustin asked and I frowned.
"I'm a natural! Check it out!" Steve called out. "Juno, look! Look!" I looked away from the kids and looked at Steve. "You're not looking, Jun!"
"I am!" I promised him. I didn't like the beaten-up look on his face. Robin yanks the cart away from under Steve, he falls to the floor.
"Wipeout!" Robin exclaimed, laughing hysterically like it was the funniest thing in the world.
Dustin walked over to Steve and kneels beside him. Steve's visibly sweating. "He's burning up," Dustin informs us and I began to worry.
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THATS SO 80s - Steve Harrington
Fanfiction"Of course it has to be the 80s the world decides to throw disasters toward us. It couldn't have waited until I died?" Monster and people with powers entered entered the small town, Hawkins Indiana, 1983. Juno's friend goes missing, and she tries h...
