"Hey, Red, uh, you got a ski mask or a bandanna, something like that?" Eddie asks.
She shrugs, a mischievous grin on her face, "Yeah, I got something like that."
Max zips into her room, emerging with a halloween mask.
"Will this do?"
Eddie grins, "This'll do."
They follow him out of the trailer, letting him take the lead.
He waves them on every few steps, revealing a parked RV.
They slip around the back, Eddie opening a window.
"Get in," he whispers, looking at his sister through the eye slits.
Angie shakes her head, keeping her voice low, "I don't do that anymore."
Steve grabs her shoulder gently, "What do you mean 'anymore?'"
She waves him off, returning her gaze to Eddie, "You do it."
"Me? I won't fit," he whines.
"Just try," she urges, "Now, hurry up before they see us."
He scoffs, tossing his bag inside, "Fine."
His fingers tighten against the side of the window as he tosses himself through the small opening.
There's a small shake, cueing his stumbling, before he opens the back hatch.
Steve helps Angie up first, then Nancy and Robin, then the others.
After he climbs in, he latches the window, locking it.
Eddie leaps back into the front, snapping the wires.
Steve slides in next to him to watch.
"Where'd you learn how to do this?" he asks, the wires sparking.
"From me," Angie scoffs, pushing her struggling brother out of the way, "Let me."
He leans back, allowing her to fiddle with it.
The vehicle quickly crackles to life, leaving Steve stunned.
"Where did you learn how to do this?" He exclaims.
"You don't wanna know," she mutters quickly, slipping into the back of the RV.
He stands there, mouth wide, when Robin approaches the front.
"Eddie, I'm not sure I love the idea of you driving," she admits.
"Oh, I'm just starting this sucker," he shrugs, flashing Steve a mischievous smile, "Harrington's got her. Don't ya, big boy?"
Angie looks up at them, watching the owners come running from their lawn chairs.
"What the hell?"
"Open this door!"
"Guys, we've got company," she announces.
A string of cussing leaves each of their mouths as Steve jumps into the driver's seat.
"Everybody hang on to something!" he shouts, trying to silence his own anxiousness.
"Drive, Steve!" Dustin replies, "Drive!"
The machine surges forward, forcing everyone against the nearest flat surface.
"Shit, they look pissed," Max mumbles, looking out the back window.
"Wouldn't you be?" Angie asks, clinging to Eddie, "We just stole their car and their house!"
"Hold on!"
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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...
