After the Fall

Pool Party! (Fluff all around)

Max slowly feels herself begin to wake up, her hearing Amberlee's soft pouts, knowing that she is probably hungry and needs her diaper changed from when she tended to her this morning.

Max looks at the clock, seeing it is a few minutes past noon. Max goes to give a soft kiss to Lucas lips before slowly getting up from the bed, her going to look over the crib at Amberlee, sending her a soft smile.

"Ma!" Amberlee smiles.

"Shhh. Let's have Daddy sleep in more." Max hushes softly, her going to pick up Amberlee and bring her to the bathroom, going to change her diaper before she gives her a quick bath, moisturizing her before going to put on her purple onesie with stars all around it and purple socks, Max going to put her pacifier in her mouth, making her way out of the bathroom after quickly brushing her teeth and washing her face.

Max goes to tip toe out of the room while holding Amberlee, making her way in the kitchen to see Jonathan and Mike in the kitchen. "Hey guys, Mike what is going on with your head?"

Mike runs a hand through his hair. "I barely slept last night." He says while Max begins to make Amberlee's formula, Jonathan taking out all of the meats for the barbecue. "Because Hopper got drunk last night and he kept calling me in the middle of the night saying how I better not get El pregnant!"

"Joy." Max mentions sarcastically, her taking Amberlee's formula out of her microwave and going to sit at a stool, going to bring it to her lips making Amberlee pout before she begins to cry. "Yeah yeah you do this every single time." Max says simply, Max just continuing to put it to her mouth before Amberlee begins to drink it. "You stubborn little firecracker."

"Gee I wonder where she gets it from." Mike states sarcastically.

"Mike I would flip you off right now but my hands are full." Max mentions simply.

Mike rolls his eyes while Jonathan lightly snickers, him beginning to season all of the meats and marinating them. "So he keeps calling me saying hey kid you bet not get my daughter pregnant and I'm just like dude me and El both agreed later on down the line we wanted kids so you telling me don't get her pregnant is not going to do anything! We're adults, we're married and when she is ready to have kids I'm going to make her pregnant."

"Gross." Both Jonathan and Max say at the same time.

"It's true." Mike throws up his hands, him leaning his forearms on the counter. "I'm hungry, that smells really good."

"Yeah Lucas taught me how to season it." Jonathan nods his head.

"See I told you he was hotter." Suzie says to Eleven while they both make their way down the stairs, them both looking at a magazine.

"Yeah I guess he is hotter." Eleven mentions.

"Not hotter than me I hope." Mike says.

"Not at all—woah." Eleven looks at his hair. "What's going on with your hair?"

"That's what I said." Max nods.

"I barely got any sleep okay!" Max defends. "Because your Dad was to busy telling me not to get you pregnant because he was drunk."

"Oh." Eleven mentions simply, her going to sit down at one of the barstools.

"Alright I'm back with the hamburger and hot dog buns!" Dustin says.

"And me!" Robin waves.

"And me!" Vicki adds in, both of them making their way inside of the house.

"Welcome." Max says, her burping Amberlee after she gets done drinking all of the formula. "Okay who wants to babysit while I wash myself?"