3rd Person
Will woke up and used his powers to open the curtains in his room, squinting slightly as light began to flood his room. He stayed in bed for a minute, debating whether to go back to sleep or not. He decided to just get up so he did, and he opened his door and looked down the hallway.
He was still frightened to do things without someone's permission, since Papa was not very kind to him in the Lab if he disobeyed him. He walked out of his room and went down the hallways into the kitchen.
"Mama?" He spoke quietly, glancing around the the room to see if he could see his mother.
Joyce turned around and saw her son standing there looking frightened and smiled softly.
"Good morning sweetheart, what's wrong?" She spoke softly, catching Will's attention.
"Food." Will spoke flatly walking over to her and staring down at the small stack of pancakes she had made.
"You want food?" She chuckled softly, looking down at her son.
"Yes." Will nodded, very intruiged as he had never seen this food before.
Joyce split her pancakes in half amd gave them to Will on a seperate plate. Will looked at them down at them, very confused, and lifted them up with his mind.
"Oh my god!" Joyce gasped, "Will put down your food."
Will didn't know what she was saying so he kept it in the air, still examining the small pile.
"Will! Down." She spoke firmly and Will dropped it, looking back up at her.
"Eat your food come on." She smiled, and although Will was skeptical of the pancakes, he started eating them.
"Like." He grinned as he tasted them, his eyes widening slightly.
Joyce chuckled, glad to have her son back. She had missed him so much and she was glad that he could finally live a normal life. Her smile faded once she remembered what happened with Eleven so she got up and called Hopper.
"Who is this?" A grumpy voice came through the line.
"Its Joyce, Hop." Joyce told him, sighing softly.
"Oh Joyce! How are you?" Hopper smiled as he heard Joyce's voice through the phone.
"Listen, I need your help." Joyce spoke urgently, her tone of voice confusing Hopper slightly.
"Oh, uh, why?" Hopper asked, sounding very confused.
"Do you remember how all of the men from the lab came after Eleven after she escaped?" Joyce asked Hopper.
"Joyce why are you asking this? Are they going back after her again?" Hopper frowned, immediately concerned about his daughter.
"You know the way Will went missing 8 years ago." Joyce reminded him once again.
"Yeah, why?" He asked, still very confused. She heard a small gasp and Hopper spoke again.
"Did Will come home? From the Lab?" He questioned, the shock evident in his voice.
"Yep." She sighed softly.
"I'm coming over. I'll be there in 5." He told her before hanging up the phone.
"Wha-" Joyce started, but Hopper had already hung up.
Joyce put the phone back into the holder and looked over at the kitchen, but Will was no where to be seen. She felt herself begining to panic as she looked around for her son.
"Will? Will, hunny, where a-" She cut herself off as she heard the TV turn on. Of course he was looking at the TV.
She walked over to the living room and saw will knelt down on the floor infront of the TV. He was flicking through the channels with his mind until he found a kids channel.
"Hello Everybody! Today we will be colouring." The show spoke.
Will looked at the TV with interest, his eyes widening. He looked like a little boy. Joyce smiled at him and sat down next to him. He flinched slightly as he realised she was there before turning to look at her.
"Colour." Will spoke, pointing to the TV.
"Do you want to colour?" She smiled softly.
He nodded and Joyce got some paper and crayons from the cupboard. She told Will to colour at the table and she showed him what to use.
He picked up some crayons and started drawing, he wasn't sure what to draw so he just let his hand guide him.
(I know Will is good at art canonically but for this fic he never got the chance to practice so he isnt good at drawing)
He drew little stick figures, two tall and one tiny. They were labeled 'Mama' 'Jonafan' and 'Wil'.
He grinned and showed Joyce and she found it absolutely adorable.
"Sweetheart it's amazing." She told him, putting it on the fridge (Let's hope the magnets work this time..)
Will smiled and started to speak before he was interrupted by the sound of knocking.
"Oh! That must be Hopper." She got up and headed to the door. As she was getting up Will did too, and went to his room.
"This is Samuel from Hawkins Lab. We need to check your home." The man spoke.
"W- What? Why!?" Joyce asked, panicked. She had just gotten her boy back, she can't loose him again.
"I need to check your home. So let me in, please." He told her calmy, flashing some sort of badge in her face.
"No! No way, you are not searching my home? Who even told you you could anyway!?" She yelled up at him.
"Ma'am, please calm down. We need to search your home, we think there is a missing child in here." He spoke firmly, but Joyce scoffed at him and didn't budge.
"You are not searching my h-" She was interrupted by a gun being pointed at her.
"You will let me in, or else." He spoke through gritted teeth. Joyce was about to nod but the gun went flying backwards.
"What the fuck!?" The man gasped. He looked back and saw Will.
"BRENNER! HE'S IN HERE!" The man yelled and Joyce saw about 10 people coming out of the vans surrounding her house.
"Will baby you need t-" Joyce started
"Mama. Go." Will ordered.
"Will n-" Joyce tried
"Go!" He yelled, and Joyce nodded and ran into Jonathan's room.
Two people came running in and Will stuck out his hand and they both went flying back, then another three people came running in and he did the same thing.He thought that there was nobody else but four people with massive guns came storming in.
Behind them was Papa.
"012. Come back to me. You shouldn't have left." Papa spoke, trying to intimidate him. Will just stood there and shook his head.
"These men will shoot you. Don't think they won't." Papa warned him, as the four men behind him held up their guns.
"No." Will shook his head again, his voice firm. Joyce came out of Jonathan's room as they all presses the trigger.
"Oh my god, Will! Move!" She yelled.
Will just stood there with his head tilted slightly down. The people with guns eye's slowly startes to bleed and their mouths started to drip blood aswell. Will tilted his head back up and they all went flying back, and Will dropped to the floor.
"Will! Baby, wake up!" Joyce shrieked as Jonathan came out of his room.
"What the hell happened!?" He yelled.
"Jonathan call hopper and tell him to hurry up and get his ass over here!" Joyce told him, to which Jonathan nodded and ran over to the phone. Within minutes Hopper was at their door.
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