Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Twelve and Thirteen, and that random guy asking Mike questions. It all goes to Netflix and the people who created and wrote stranger things.
El's POV-
I pulled myself off the ground, coughing. I seemed to cough more and more each day I was here. I don't know how I've lasted this long here. With the Demagorgans children chasing me and the air being toxic I'm surprised I haven't died.
I coughed more, finally making it back to Mike's house. Same house... No Mike.
I missed him a lot. I missed the way he never gave up on me, the way he treated me and wouldn't let anyone hurt me. It's hard to think about, considering it was the only amount of hope I ever had in that world, and this one.
A tear swelled up in my eye as I jammed open the door of the basement, closing it behind me. Vines and corrosion littered the floor and walls, I saw my hideout and quickly crawled over, hugging the blanket and letting my tears stain it, yet again.
"Mike..." I mumbled, looking around the trashed basement.
"Where are you?"
Mike's POV-
"All I'm saying is you can't have it unless you build the gun and you can't build the gun without-" Dustyn rambled as we walked up to my door. I chuckled as him, Lucas and Will bickered about who knows what as I opened the door to my house. We were greeted by the smell of chocolate chip cookies and we all shared looks as we bolted in.
I stopped in the kitchen as I saw Steve and Nancy cooking. Nancy looked at us and rolled her eyes playfully as she pulled out the finished cookies and placed them on the counter. Steve looked at her and then us and she sighed.
"Help yourself weirdos" she smiled. We smiled back and all ran to grab a cookie. I grabbed two and looked at them.
El would have loved to try a chocolate chip cookie.
Enough Mike, El is dead and it hurts to even think about it but it's true, don't pull yourself back into disparity, you just got out of it.
"Hey Mike, another campaign?" Will asked and I looked over at him. He smiled goofily and I couldn't help but agree.
"Sure."
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I sat in my usual spot, looking at the book. Now which monster should I choose....
I looked at the board and remembered the day El told us where Will was.
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El looked around, seeing the board and slowly sitting down in front of it. She stared at it for a bit until we took notice and Lucas was the first to respond
"What's the weirdo doing?"
She slowly placed the tip of her hands on the board examining it. As we gathered around she closed her eyes, quickly opening them after a few seconds.
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Poison {Mike + El} | #Wattys2016
ФанфикBeing stuck in the upside down took a toll on Eleven, and trying to gain contact with Mike is even harder. But one day she finally does and Mike is set on getting her out. The problem is the gate is closing and he has limited time. What will he do?
