Nancy looks around them for a solution.
"The woods," she yells, "Come on."
Robin sighs, "Great. More running."
Angie can't help but scoff, helping Steve along, "Less whining, more running."
"You're no fun in this world," she grumbles, following the group through the trees.
"You're no fun if you're dead," Angie replies, not skipping a beat.
Nancy leads them to Skull rock in which they can hide.
In mere moments, the clearing is swarmed with hoards of the evil creatures, blocking their exit.
They wait impatiently for them to pass, wanting more than anything to get back home.
Robin emerges first with a sigh of relief.
"That was close," she mutters.
"Yeah," Eddie scoffs, "Too close."
Steve tries his best to follow them out, but struggles immensely with the pain of his wounds.
"Steve," Angie calls, immediately grabbing for him, "Jesus."
"I'm fine. I'm fine," he mumbles, trying to wave her off.
She scans him over, her heart skipping a beat, "No, you're not. You're losing too much blood."
Their interaction grabs the attention of the others.
"Come on," Angie pleads again, "Sit down, alright?"
He opens his mouth to protest when Eddie puts a hand on his shoulder.
"Hear her out, Harrington," he shrugs, "she knows what she's doing."
Steve stubbornly nods, collapsing against the side of the stone.
She pulls his hand away from his body, revealing the gruesome wound in his side.
Nancy approaches them, handing Angie a scrap of fabric from her jeans.
Robin, however, begins to panic.
"So, the good news is I'm pretty sure wooziness is not a symptom of rabies," she shrugs, "But if you start having hallucinations or muscle spasms or you start feeling aggressive, like you wanna punch me, let me know."
"Robin," Angie scoffs, trying her best to concentrate, "I kind of want to punch you."
"But, you weren't even--"
"--Exactly," she interrupts.
"If you don't relax, I'm gonna beat her to it," Steve grumbles.
"Oh," Robin giggles, "his sense of humor is still intact. That's a good sign."
He nods, his gaze dropping to Angie as she tries her best to wrap the fabric around his body.
"You ready?" she mumbles.
He only groans, "Yeah, just do it. I'll be fine."
Steve's hands find his hair as he attempts to suppress any pain.
Angie leans away, finding his face, "Is that too tight?"
He shakes his head, eyes pinched, "No, that's good."
"Okay," she sighs, doing everything she can to stay calm.
"Thank you," he grumbles, grabbing her hand to distract her.
Angie nods, her eyes never leaving the wound, "I don't know how you put up with this before."
"With what?"
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Angelica "Freak Two" Munson
Fanfiction"Hey, Harrington!" she reverses against her heel, flipping him the bird, "The names Freak Two, actually. If you're gonna insult me, you might as well do it right." ---------- Angelica Beatrice Munson, aka "Freak Two" is Eddie Munson's younger sister...
