hey it's steve. steve harrington. that's right. king steve, who loves kfc.
i paced back and forth through the byer's living room. the last time i was here was not a very pleasant memory.
let's take a look (in a book. it's reading rainbow)
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now at least i know what the hell is going on in here.
"no i don't know how many people are dead, i don't know how many people are alive," hopper yelled at the police through the phone. "what - i am the police!" he slammed the phone and rolled his eyes.
joyce, hopper, nancy, jonathan, mike, dustin, lucas, max, and i all conjured up a plan to help will come out of his body without knowing where he was. if will knew where he was, the mind flayer would as well.
he could kill us all.
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we all began to board up the shed in their backyard. we planned to put will inside, and mike, joyce, hopper, and jonathan would be inside. they are going to tell him stories and see if will can break though the mind flayer's trick.
"steve," nancy started.
"it's okay," i smiled, as best as i could. i walked back inside and waited until the people in the shed came running.
"he's talking in morse code," hopper explained. he threw some shit around and soon, we had close gate written on a piece of paper. just as we began to celebrate, the god damn phone rang. dustin picked it up but immediately hung it up. it rang again and nancy ripped it off the wall and threw it to the ground.
was that phone my heart? yes? yes.
"do you think he heard that?" max asked.
"it's just a phone. we could be anywhere," i answered.
in the distance, we heard a familiar growling sound. the demogorgons were on their way. we walked to the window.
"that's not good," dustin whispered. mike, joyce, hopper, jonathan, and an unconscious will ran inside the house. nancy and i backed up as hopper walked in.
"away from the window," he told the kids. "you know how to use this?" he held up a gun and asked jonathan.
"what?" he asked. dumbass.
"do you know how to use this?" he asked again, aggravated.
"i do," nancy said. hopper tossed her the gun, i gripped my bat, lucas held his sling shot; we waited. we heard a noise from the left, then the right, then the left.
"what are they doing?" nancy asked, but no one answered. then we heard hissing and growling - and surprisingly - a whine.
then, a demogorgon flew through the shitting window. everyone screamed. we all backed up, and hopper went to inspect.
"holy shit," dustin whispered.
"is it dead?" max asked. hopper poked it with his foot, and we assumed it was dead. before we had time to question it, the door creaked. the latch unlocked itself and swung open. in walked in a bitchin girl with slicked back hair, dirty ass converse, and black makeup on.
mike smiled widely and so did the girl. my kid is in love and he's thirteen. better give him the talk, too. i mumbled to jonathan who it was and he said eleven. eleven, i repeated in my head.
after our little reunion, we thought in a huddle again.
"it's not like it was before, it's grown," hopper started. "a lot. and that's considering we can get in. the place is crawling with those dogs."
"demodogs," dustin chimed in.
"i'm sorry, what?"
"i said, uh, demodogs. demogorgon & dogs. put it together and it sounds pretty badass," he answered.
"i'm sorry how is this important right now?" hopper asked.
"i'll do it," eleven spoke softly.
"you're not hearing me," hopper said.
"i'm hearing you. i can do it," she repeated.
"even if el can do it, we still have another problem. if the brain dies, the body dies," mike explained.
"isn't that the point?" max asked.
"yeah, but if we are really right about this. if el kills the mind flayer and closes the gate," mike continued.
"then will is a part of that army," lucas finished.
"closing the gate will kill him," mike concluded. then, joyce got all hyper. she hopped up and started to close all the windows i never realized she had open.
"we keep giving it what it wants," joyce said. she then went in to explain that if we heated will up, the mind flayer will be forced to leave. if the host is uninhabitable, then the guest will leave.
we decided that i'd stay back with the kids, that nancy, jonathan, and joyce would go to hopper's shack to get will free, and hopper and el would go close the gate.
we all started to get everything that could produce heat, nancy and i working together.
"you should go with him," i told her.
"no, i'm not gonna do that. i can't leave mike."
"no ones leaving anyone," i shook my head and walked to where she was. i picked up an toaster oven and said my best line yet.
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"i may be a pretty shitty boyfriend, but i'm a damn good babysitter."
