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It had been morning a while, the birds were frantic around the windows as I stood making pancakes with Mrs. Wheeler.
Max, Holly and Mr. Wheeler sat around the breakfast table waiting patiently, Mr. Wheeler and Max both held newspapers, flipping through, which I found comedic.
I could faintly hear movement from the basement, securing my suspicions that the group was finally awake.
A cluster of voices could be heard coming up the stairs, like a small argument before Dustin, Nancy and Lucas burst through the doorway at the same time.
"Well good morning guys!" Mrs. Wheeler exclaimed, walking around to put pancakes on the three plates set out at the table. Mr. Wheeler dug in instantly but max kept on reading.
The three that had walked in let relief wash over their faces as their eyes set on Max and I.
"Everything okay?" Mrs. Wheeler's gaze hovered on the three of them a moment longer.
"Yeah." Nancy let out a shaky breath. "Everything's great."
Max looked up from the paper and over at Lucas and Dustin.
"I think it's so sweet you guys are sticking together like this." Mrs. Wheeler smiled, looking at me and gesturing towards the pancakes to which I shook my head slightly with a smile.
"You could try sticking together at a different house for a change..." Mr. Wheeler grumbled, sipping his coffee.
Mrs. Wheeler shot him a glare and softened her gaze in our direction. "You know you're always welcome here. Have any of you heard from Mike?"
I nodded my head, sitting down beside Max. "Oh yeah he said he's having loads of fun in Cali. Much warmer." I lied, truth was I hadn't heard from any of the rest of the party since god knows when.
"May I?" Dustin pointed at the plate of pancakes Mrs. Wheeler placed on the island.
"Absolutely." She handed him the plate and at this Mr. Wheeler looked up and shook his head.
"Yeah, why not?" He deadpanned. "Take us for all we're worth."
"Okay!" Dustin replied happily, stacking his plate with more pancakes and dodging the sarcasm.
Nancy and Max were whispering over a crayon drawing and Dustin and I sat down next to the two.
"Maybe this time you infiltrated his mind." Dustin suggested to her confusion at the drawings. "Like Freddie Krueger's boiler room!"
"Freddie Krueger?" Holly looked up from her plate of food.
"He's a super burned up dude with razors for fingers." Dustin stated plainly. "And he kills you in your dreams."
Holly's eyes visibly widened.
"Dustin!" Nancy whispered harshly. "Seriously?"
"Sorry, it's a movie. It's not real." Dustin muttered to Holly. "Just think about it, what if you somehow opened a back door to Vecna's world. Like, maybe the answer we're looking for is-" he held up the paper.
"Somewhere in this incredibly vague drawing, god we need will." I facepalmed. We were getting no where.
"Yeah no shit but I tried them again this morning." Max sighed. "Same busy signal."
Nancy scanned the drawings. "Is this a... window?"
"Yeah." Max rolled her eyes looking at her poor drawing skills.
"Stained glass with roses?" Nancy had a look on her face.
"Yeah. See? I'm not so terrible after all." Max glared at Dustin as he ate his pancakes.
"Well it helps that I've seen it before." Said Nancy, standing up and gathering all the papers together into one big blueprint.
"It's pieces of a house." Max stated.
"Not just any house." Nancy placed the last paper with the glass stained window in the middle. "It's Victor Creel's house."
She stood and walked back to towards the basement stairs.
"Where are you going, Nance?" I asked.
"To wake the others." She replied.
We all stood up to follow suit, Dustin licking his fingers and grabbing more pancakes adding to Mr. Wheeler's grumpy mood.
"Sorry!" He mumbled, mouth full of the sticky cakes. "Fuel for the road." I laughed at his words and we all made our way to the basement.
"Thanks Mrs. Wheeler!" I called, wiping my hands on my leg as we descended the stairs to wake the others and tell them our newfound information.
Word count: 700 (yay! Longer chapters resuming soon<3)
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