Argyle (AR64LE) : A STRANGER THINGS Story

Chapter Seven : Cool, Calm, Collected

Yo, this ain't that bad. So what if she finds the pies? I'm still down here, therefore I just need to chill out and not make a sound. Man, this is so trippy. I'm having deja vu all of a sudden. Or it's like one of my dreams, where I'm super aware I'm dreaming and I can make myself fly. Wait, am I dreaming right now? I should do that thing where I hold my breath and close my eyes tight to see if I wake up.

So that didn't work, unless I fell asleep under a bed. Nope, those are the sister's feet I see and she's still just standing by the closet. You know what, I reckon I could pop my head out and see what's up real quick. Because maybe she's like having a panic attack and I know what that's like. It is not cool. Okay, maybe she is having one, because she's got one of her arms up like she's trying to reach for something in the closet, but she's like really struggling and her face is turning red.

Oh, shit! That's Jonathan in the hallway. But why is he just staring into a room? Oh yeah, that must be his room. But why is he hanging outside and who is he whispering at? This really feels like this could be one of my weird dreams. Woah! Maybe I did wake up before, but I'm in another dream now. And it's like a continuation of the last dream? I really wanna know what Jonanthan is whispering. A while? Arm pile? It's 'are something'. Are guy el? Argyle! That's me. Sorry, my dude. I'm over here.

"Argh!" goes the sister and I think she might have cracked. But Jonathan heard her, so he can take care of it. I've got to wave at him, because we haven't seen each other for a solid minute. Cool, he sees me and he's got his usual stressed out look. Oh, it's probably because he's wondering how I got under his sister's bed. Well, that story is gonna have to wait, because we've got more urgent matters. With my free hand I do a little show like I'm eating a pizza and then I point to the closet.

But he doesn't get it, so I try drawing a circle in the air and then I divide it into sections. You know, like a pie. But again, it must be the angle that we're looking at each other, because the message doesn't come through clearly. "Jonathan?" I totally forgot that the sister was here. But Jonathan is on it like a pro and says, "Hey, El. You need a hand getting that down from there?"

Jonathan pulls a shoe box from the top of the closet and hands it to El, who says, "Thanks. I thought it would be nice to send my letter to Mike using the Hawkins post stamps he gifted me when we left. To show him that I remembered, even though he couldn't keep his promise and be here for Thanksgiving." El gets a little teary eyed and I can't help but feel my eye buds start to well up too.

I can see that Jonathan's also trying to fight off the waterworks as he says, "You've got quite a collection of stamps in there. Indianapolis. Chicago. How did you manage to get those?" But El closes the lid on the shoebox, which I guess means that's private girl's business. "I'm sorry Nancy could not be here, also. Are you missing her?" Jonathan keeps tight-lipped, but he gives her a nod.

Oh, right. So Nancy and Mike are sister and brother. Which means that there is a Brandy Bunch situation going on here, but it's with Jonathan and Nancy, and El and Mike. Only it's like the real behind the scenes hooking up that was happening with the actors. Man, I should really consider what that wise old dude in the park told me, about applying to community college so I can become a private detective. He said I had a knack for finding interesting ways of putting things together.