Chapter 3: Holly, Jolly
Your nightmares that night were a blur.
Flashes of unwanted memories mixed with the image of the unknown figure you saw in the forest. It was enough for you to wake up to the sound of your racing heart. Your breathing equally as erratic. Your cheek throbbed while you tried to steady yourself.
Well yesterday was eventful, you thought as you lifted yourself out of bed. You had three goals for today: find out the plan from the boys, apologise to Barb for last night, and for once in your life go to bed early. These sleepless nights from staying out too late were starting to be a problem.
After a quick shower and changing (you just threw on a Metallica shirt you found the last time you went shopping), you left the empty house and walked over to the Wheeler's. Karen opened the door almost as soon as you knocked and let you inside, offering breakfast. You politely declined.
"Nancy's in her room." She stated. She didn't sound too happy.
"Um, actually I promised Dustin and the boys that I'd help them with something." For once, not a complete lie.
"Oh," she was surprised, "I think they're in the basement. Probably planning their next big game or something."
"Thank you." You smiled and she tried to smile back, her lips twitching upwards but her eyes staying still. You wanted to ask her what was wrong but she just continued to the kitchen and you were on a limited time frame to talk to the boys before school started.
Approaching the basement door, you began to hear the voices of Dustin, Lucas, and Mike.
"And besides, why do we even need weapons anyway?"
You swung open the door, taking your cue and earning a small scream from Lucas as he threw a Nutty Bar at you.
"Damn, I love Nutty Bars." You said, catching it in your hand before joining them around the table.
"Right? Anyway, back to my question, why do we need weapons when we have her?" Dustin says, pointing to El who sat in a blanket fort in the corner of the basement. You smiled at her and she gave you a little wave.
"She shut one door!" Lucas declared.
"With her mind!" Dustin shot back, "Are you kidding me? That's insane! Imagine all the other cool stuff she could do."
"Like what?" You say, curious.
"Like..." Dustin proceeded to look around before presenting a model replica of the Millennium Falcon, "I bet she could make this fly!"
You and Lucas stared at eachother, concerned expressions on your faces. Lucas was most likely concerned for Dustin's mental health while you were concerned that the party would be pushing El a little too far.
"Hey. Hey." Dustin was trying to get El's attention, "Okay, concentrate. Okay?"
El just stared at him as he dropped the ship. It hit the ground with a loud clatter.
"Okay, one more time. Okay. Use your powers, okay?"
You stifled your laugh as the ship crashed into the floor yet again.
"Idiot." Lucas muttered, shaking his head.
"She's not a dog!" Mike grabbed the ship, placing it on the table.
You looked down at the table to see the contents spilled across it; snacks and some sort of make-shift spy equipment.
"Um, what is this for?" You looked at Dustin.
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Raining Hellfire
Fanfiction(An episode by episode story that places fem!reader into the Stranger Things storyline!) Since moving to Hawkins just two years ago, you found that nothing ever really happened in this town. That was until the day you felt your life change. From mee...
