Lab experiment||Byler

Rules and music|| 004

January 28, 1984
Hawkins, Indiana
The Byers home

The sound of pancakes sizzling came from the kitchen. Joyce grabbed her spatula, carefully flipping it and putting it on the plate. She began her second one. She grabs the batter and begins to pour a perfect amount onto the pan. That's when Will walked out. He looked around at the hallways. He sees photo in particular. A photo of him, his mum and his brother. But something is cut out. Apart of the picture is missing. Will walked into the kitchen with the picture. "Good morning, Will. I'm making some pancakes. Do you want some?" Joyce spoke cheerfully. Will nodded. He sat down on the tables chair and placed the picture down. Joyce placed the pancake down with a fork and knife for Will. Instead he just used his hands. Once Will finished he showed the picture to his mum. "Yes, honey?" She asked.

"Why is this picture ripped?" He spoke. "Because, I guess it just was." Joyce had just gotten her baby back from bad people and she didn't want him to know about anymore bad people. Will placed the picture down and walked around. He discovered the lounge room and saw a tv. He looked at it curiously. He sat down on the couch and turned his head down, flicking the tv onto a flashy commercial. It was loud and made him flinch by the sudden noise. Joyce walked in and smiled.

At least he felt at ease, maybe. Suddenly, she heard someone knock on the door. She walked up and saw who she had been waiting for. Hopper. "So, how is everything?" He asked. "Good. I guess I'm just nervous." She replied. "Don't be. Those motherfuckers can't and won't get to your kid. As long as you follow these rules."

Will turns his head towards Hopper, indicating that he's listening.
"Okay well,
Rule number 1: under no circumstances must he be seen outside. Which means you can't let him out, Joyce. The kids gonna get caught like that."

"Rule number 2: Like the first one, no one comes in."

"Rule number 3: Keep the curtains drawn. Got them all?" He finally said. Joyce nodded. Will suddenly stood up and walked into the dimly lit hallway. He walked around, staring at the pictures on the walls. He then randomly heard something from his brothers in room. He snapped his head towards the sound. Each step closer the louder it got. He tilted his head down and the door opened with Will having a bloody nose. "Will?" Jonathan asked while turning off his music. Will walked up towards the source of the music. "Thats a record player. It plays music." Jonathan explained. "Mu-sic?" He sounded the word out. "Yea. Wanna hear a song I've been listening to? " he asked. Will nodded curiously.

He placed the record in the player and started the song. Will steps back, startled by the sudden music. He smiled softly. "Music." He whispered more confidently more time. Will sees Jonathan suddenly close the door. "Everything will be okay, Will." He reassured.

While Will and Jonathan were listening to their music, Joyce was worrying about the future while Hopper reassured and comforted her. They sat on the couch together in silence. "What if they take Will?" She asked suddenly. "They won't. Trust me."

"But what if they do? We can't do anything, they have a team, a strong one. We ant just stop them." Hopper put his hand on her shoulder and said: "Joyce, Will knows how to fight. He's escaped before, he could do it again." Joyce smiled softly. "Thank you, hopper." "No problem." He smiled. A warm, rare smile.

Hopper was a gentlemen. He was soft inside if you really knew him. Unlike her previous husband, Lonnie.