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𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝟒𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟒 ʜᴜɴᴅʀᴇᴅᴛʜɪɴɢs ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴇᴛᴏ sᴀʏ
𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, sitting on the couch in the Byers living room. All she could do was worry for everyone's safety. She was annoyed at herself for not even trying to help El close the gate. She could help.
Juliette's trail of thought was interrupted as Max joined her side. "Hey. You okay?" Max asked with concern and Juliette nodded her head, right leg bouncing with anxiety.
"How did you find out you have. . . uh, powers?" Max asked suddenly, making Juliette looked up to the red head.
"Um, last year I started to hear others. . . thoughts. When we found El, she taught me to go into this void. She taught me telekinesis too, but she left before. . . I had to learn a lot on my own after."
"But your not from the lab?"
Juliette shook her head, "I don't have a number."
Max nodded and looked down, "So you can hear my thoughts?"
The Amour girl quickly turned to the other, eyes wide, "No, no, no, no. I. . . I learnt not to anymore. It's easy now. Well, it's manageable."
"She predicted our Dnd moves." Lucas voiced as he entered the room with a dustpan and brush. "It was annoying but awesome when she could read peoples minds."
"Yeah, Buttercup destroyed you." Juliette chuckled at Lucas who stuck his tongue out at her in response.
"Buttercup? Like the princess bride?" Max voiced.
Juliette grinned, nodding to the girl, "You've read the princess bride."
A crash from the kitchen made the girls attention move. She heard Steve mutter something and she sent a smile to Max before getting up to see what was happening in the kitchen.
Max started to help Lucas clear up the glass as Mike paced the room. Juliette walked in the kitchen to see Dustin throwing things from the Byers fridge onto the floor.
"Is this really necessary?" Steve asked, the demo-dog wrapped in his arms. Juliette tilted her head at the scene in front of her, stifling a laugh at the situation. "Yes, it is, okay? This is a ground breaking scientific discovery. We can't just bury it like some common mammal, okay? it's not a dog."
Steve sighed, "All right, all right." He stepped over the mess and began to try and shove the creature into the fridge. "But you're explaining this to Mrs. Byers, all right?"
