𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 || 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 6: ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘʏ

Hammer to Fall by Queen was playing as they drove back to Dustin's house. It was pitch black outside now and Dustin was leaning inbetween the two seats as they explained the situation.

After explaining, Steve stayed quiet for a moment, taking in the information he was just told. Y/n and Dustin glanced at each other before watching Steve's facial expression.

Steve finally spoke "Wait a sec, how big?"

Dustin used his fingers, showing how small Dart was "First he was like that." He then had to use two hands to show him bigger "Now he's like this."

Y/n frowned "I thought he was a bit bigger."

"I don't know if you noticed but his is quiet a small car." Dustin told her before Steve interupted.

"I swear to god, man, it's just some little lizard, okay?" Steve told them.

"Oh, it wasn't little." Y/n scoffed as she shook her head.

"And it's not a lizard." Dustin spoke annoyedly.

Steve then asked "How do you know?"

"How do we know if its not?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah, how do you you know it's not just a lizard?" Steve asked, his voice louder.

"Because it's face opened up and it ate my cat." Dustin quickly said, making Steve quieten down.

Steve looked at Y/n, who shook her head "Not a lizard."

They pull up to Dustin's driveway and Steve stops the car, all of them piling out the car and running round to the trunk.

Steve opens his trunk, tossing the keys to Dustin. They see the bat and Y/n also noticed her machete still in there.

She smiled and picked it up "You kept it?"

Steve nods with a small shrug "Yeah, you know, just in case something happened."

They both ended up looking at each other, they held that for a bit, making Dustin visably over exaggerates a silent gag, sticking his tongue out to exaggerate it even more, before groaning "Let's go."

They snap out of their thoughts and Y/n started to head to the back of the house. Steve looked at Dustin with an annoyed expression before slamming the trunk shut again.

The two follow Y/n round to the basement doors. Dustin and Y/n stood next to each other as Steve went up to the doors, a flashlight pointed at the door.

He paused a moment before saying "I don't hear shit."

"He's in there." Dustin said.

"Dustin literally whacked it with a hockey stick." Y/n commented, making Steve frown at her.

Steve then tapped the door with the tip of the bat. Still no noise. He then hit the doors harder, waiting for a noise. Still nothing.

Steve then turned to Dustin and points the flashlight in his face "Alright, kid, I swear to god if this is some sort of Halloween prank, your dead."