"The gate," Steve and Dustin share a look.
They all rush down the stairs, and Robin starts, "I don't understand. You've seen this before?"
"Not exactly," Steve says.
"Then what, exactly?"
Dustin explains, "All you need to know is it's bad."
"It's really bad," Steve sighs.
"Like I'm going to sucker punch some Russians bad," Kimberly huffed out.
Dustin rushed out, "Like, end-of-the-human-race-as-we-know-it kind of bad."
"And you know about this how?" Robin stopped.
Erica interjects, "Um, Steve? Where's your Russian friend?"
Alarms start to go off, and Steve rushes to the door.
"Shit."
"Halt! Halt!" Guards see him and start to run.
"Shit." He slams to door shut, "Go, go, go, go, go!"
They take off down a hallway.
"Shit."
"Move! Let's move!"
Dustin stumbles into another control room.
"Come on, this way!" Kimberly shouts and leads the way, going down the stairs.
Dustin screams and shoves a guy out of the way.
"Go! Shit! Shit, shit, shit!"
"Go, go, go!"
Dustin stops at the edge of the platform, "Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
Kimberly had ducked down and was trying to reach for a wrench that was on the platform, wanting to use it as a bat for when the guards caught up to them.
"Holy shit! Shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"Guards! Go!"
Steve shouts, "This way!" He shoves another guy to the ground.
Kimberly had finally gotten her hand onto the tool and took off after the others.
"Oh, shit! Oh, shit!"
"Whoa!"
Steve pushes over a large barrel. Kimberly wacks a guard in the face with the wrench making him fall to the ground.
"Come on! Go, go, go, go, go!"
"Come on!"
"Shit!"
Robin finds a room and they rush into it, "This way! Come on, quick!"
"Hold the door!"
Steve slams the door shut, and Kimberly leans against it with him as the guards try to get in.
"Robin!"
"Shit!"
Robin comes over to help the other teenagers, "Help me, come on!"
Kimberly groans in frustration.
"Here! Come on, let's go!" Erica finds a vent to crawl into.
Dustin shouts, "Come on!"
"Go! Just get out of here!" Steve yells.
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Hairspray
FanfictionHairspray: a solution sprayed on to a person's hair to keep it in place. One person uses for it's intended use. Another lights it on fire. Between monster hunting and figuring out life after high school Steve Harrington seems to have lost his touch...