"I didn't need a hero, Billy." Darian sneers, dusting off his coat, eyes glaring.
Billy only smirks, reaching over and untangling one of Darians dark curls, quickly catching himself, pulling his hand back. "It didn't seem like that a minute ago." B...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Hawkins, Indiana
November 1984
。.✦ ☾
Morning.
。.✦ ☾
Darian was grumbling the whole morning, upset that he was dragged back into this upside-down bullshit. At least he was avoiding Billy. He's definitely making Jamie proud.
....
Erica Sinclair lay on her stomach on top of her bed, playing with her dolls, smiling to herself as she forced them to kiss. She silently giggles.
"Oh, He-Man, thank you for saving my life. What strong muscles you have." Erica giggles, watching as her dolls kiss.
Suddenly her bedroom door slams open and Lucas forces himself in, a look of annoyance plastered on his face. He sighs, "I knew it." Lucas exclaims, making his way over and snatching away his doll.
"Hey! They're in love!" Erica exclaims, sitting up.
Lucas turns back. "No, actually, they're not. They don't even exist on the same planet." Lucas states, Erica eyes him up and down. "Aren't you too old to be playing with toys?" Erica scoffs
Lucas throws his hands up. "That... that's not the point." Lucas states defensively, "The point is to stay out of my room." Lucas orders
Lucas turns away and exits the door. "Then tell your little nerdy friend to shut his mouth." Erica calls out, annoyed. Lucas slowly back up, turning to his sister. "What are you talking about?" Lucas asks
"Code red, Lucas. Code red. Code red." Erica mocks "Bunch of nerds." Erica says, peering over her shoulder and grabbing one of her stuffed animals, going back to forcing her dolls to kiss.
Lucas's eyes widen and he runs towards his bedroom. "No, no, no, no, no, no." Lucas mumbles, he runs towards his bed where his walkie-talkie lays. He grabs it and tries to find the proper channel. Lucas brings it up, "Dustin!" Lucas calls out
....
Dustin drops two cans full of meat onto the ground, adjusting his yellow gloves. Steve riffled through his trunk while Darian mocked swinging the baseball bat.
Steve looks up and he playfully glares at Darian, reaching over and snatching it out of his hand. Darian mock gasps. "Stop messing around and help us set up." Steve teases, smirking at him.
Darian chuckles, shaking his head.
Suddenly the walkie crackles. "This is Lucas. Do you copy? Dustin?" Lucas calls out
Dustin quickly scrambles for it, only to clear his throat and collect himself. "Well, well, well, look who it is." Dustin mocks
"Sorry, man. My stupid sister turned it off." Lucas says
Dustin rolls his eyes, "Well, when you were having sister problems, Dart grew again, he escaped, and I'm pretty sure he's a baby Demogorgon." Dustin says
"Wait. What?" Lucas says confused.
Dustin sighs. "I'll explain later." Dustin says "Meet me, Darian, and Steve at the old junkyard." Dustin orders
Lucas looks confused, tilting his head. "Steve?" Lucas asks
Dustin ignores him. "And bring your binoculars and wrist rocket." Dustin states "Steve Harrington?" Lucas asks again, still not wrapping his head around it.
"All right, let's go." Steve orders, standing up straight. Darian helps Steve adjust the bag over his shoulder, following him as they make their way towards the junkyard.
"Just be there, stat. Over and out." Dustin says, turning off the call.
Lucas sighs and he closes the antenna to the walkie.
....
Lucas was riding on his bike down the street, his face determined. He quickly stops in front of a building, swallowing harshly.
....
Round and Round was blaring in the Hargrove household. Billy was lifting weights, his chest tensed as were his arms. He softly grunts as he brings the weights up to his chest. A cigarette was placed in between his lips.
In the other room, Max was tapping up her skateboard.
Suddenly the doorbell rings throughout the house. Billy decides to ignore it, continuing on his set. But the bell was insistent. "Twenty-one." Billy grunts
The bell rings again. Annoyed, Billy sets down the weights, staring off towards Max's bedroom. "Max, are you getting that or what?" Billy calls out. Almost violently, she slams her board onto her bed, standing up. "okay!" Max yells back "swear to god, Max!" Billy yells
Billy exhales roughly, annoyed. He hadn't seen Darian in a while, he didn't like how much it annoyed him. Billy grunts softly as he continues with his set.
Max quickly passed him, sneaking a glare on her way.
....
Lucas stood in front of the yellow door nervously, looking around, making sure no one saw him. Max practically rips open the door. Her eyes widen when she spots the nervous teen. She quickly closed the door behind her, making sure Billy couldn't see them.
"What are you doing here?" Max asks, annoyed. Lucas stares at her with wide eyes, both hands held up. "I have proof." Lucas offers
Max tilts her head to the side, confused. "What?" Max asks "Proof that what I told you was real. But we have to hurry." Lucas says, nervously. "What kind of proof?" Max asks, grumpy.
....
Inside.
Billy was on his back, lifting a weight bar over his head, finally getting impatient, he set them back onto the bar, sitting up. Billy peers over his shoulder. Slowly he stands and makes his way over to the ugly yellow door. Music continues to blare along the walls of the house.
Billy opens a can of beer, still staring at the door as he makes his way over. He lifts the can to his lips and takes a sip.
Before he can make his way towards the door. Max slams the door open, stopping in her tracks. Billy stares at her annoyed. "Who the hell were you talking to?" Billy asks, smoke exiting his mouth. Max pauses, struggling to form an answer. "Mormons." Max answers
Not believing her. "Mormons?" Billy asks "talkative ones." Max rebuttals, she then shoves her way past her, making Billy look after her.
Finally, he makes his way toward the door and he opens it, no one is at the other end.
....
Max made her way towards her bedroom window, sliding it up. Lucas stood outside on his bike, he motioned towards her. "Come on, hop on." Lucas orders
Max jumps out of the window and she hops onto his bike, peering over his shoulder. "This better be good, stalker." Max states
