XXV - A Puppy and A Pothead

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Justin growled at Mike as they finally got to get off the plane. He wouldn't shut up the entire four and a half hour flight. They got on the plane at six in the morning. Justin wanted to sleep the whole flight. But no, Devil jr. had other plans. He was ultimately her least favorite ten year old. "Mike!" Twelve stood up, calling excitedly from a row of seats. She was next to Will, a young hispanic boy, he looked at least eleven, Jonathan, and a hippy looking guy with long hair and stoned eyes.

Jonathan stood up too. "Justin!" He called with a smile. 

"Yeah, I see you dickface." The blonde scowled, slinging her backpack over her shoulder. The hispanic boy burst out laughing, stopping himself short. Twelve ran up to Mini Wheel and kissed him. 

"Ew." The eleven year old huffed. 

"Ew! Get a room." Justin gagged, walking up to Jonathan and dropping her suitcase in front of him. "You can carry that." She didn't ask, it was an order. 

Jonathan smiled sheepishly, pulling up the collapsible handle on the bag. "You tired?"

"No shit, sherlock." She huffed, rolling her eyes. "Who's the new kids? You adopt some lost puppies while you have been here?"

"Antonio Morales." The hispanic boy with fluffy curly hair stuck his hand out for a handshake. She instead just patted the top of his head.

"Good puppy." She quipped. "And the high one?" Justin tilted her head, her eyes running up his face. 

"Argyle. Sup." He nodded with a loopy smile.

Justin looked back up at Jonathan. He was high too. Jonathan Byers was doped out. She frowned, looking away. How could he be doing that to himself? "Anyway, when can you get me to my hotel?"

Jonathan shook his head. "You're staying with us. Cheaper. Plus, my mom insisted." He nodded.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I bet it was all Twelve. I mean we are best buds after I watched her absolutely murde-" Jonathan covered her mouth with his hand. She glared heavily.

"I uh- I hand picked those for you in Hawkins." She demon's little brother smiled as he handed Twelve the bouquet of wildflowers. "I know you like yellow, but now I'm kind of realizing it's too much yellow. I know you also like purple, so I got some purple as well." Justin shoved Jonathan's hand off her mouth with a warning glare. 

"I bet Russell and Lucy didn't get a chance to look those over." Will whispered.

"Lucy knows about flowers?" The puppy asked. 

"She knows that those are allergens. And weeds." Will looked away.

Justin grinned, noticing a glare on the hispanic boy's face as he looked at Mike. "Hey, puppy." Justin poked his shoulder. "You keep looking at people like that and you'll get frown-lines."

"I guess you would know." The hispanic boy shot back without a thought. Justin let out a heavy laugh.

"So I kinda did, like, a seventy thirty split kinda thing." Mini devil continued to ramble.

"Does he not know when to shut his mouth? He sounds like a wind up toy." Antonio muttered under his breath, just as Will jogged up to the boy from Indiana.

"They're perfect. Thank you." Twelve smiled.

"Oh. Oh!" Mike's tone peaked when he looked at mini Byers. "Hey! How you doing?"

The two gave an awkward hug, pat thing. Justin grinned, noticing a look from Antonio as the two touched. She patted the boy on his head, narrowly missing his glasses. "Don't worry, they're not a thing."

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