Steve The Babysitter (One Shots)

Babysitter of the year

3rd P.O.V
"Steeeeve!" Cried Dustin, running into the room. Steve sighed. "What happened this time?" Steve said while rolling his eyes. This has been the seventy-fourth time that Dustin, or Mike, or Will, or Lucas, or Eleven had come into the room complaining about something or other. And yes, he was counting. "Mike finished all of the fruit loops!" Dustin whined. "Well then, bring Mike in then." Steve said while rubbing his forehead. Dustin nodded his head like an army sergeant, the marched out of the room, pleased of his cry for justice. Steve quietly closed his eyes for some rest while Dustin got Mike. Curly brown hair, pale skin, and a dash of freckles, Mike entered the room, with his arms crossed, angry. "I told you, it was Eleven!" Mike shouted at Dustin. Mike turned to Steve, looking for help. "Tell him Steve, tell him!" Mike pleaded. Steve looked back and forth at Mike and Dustin, a debate forming in his head. Steve decided to stay neutral. "Uh guys, I'm gonna go buys some Fruit-Loops...?" Steve started saying, but was drowned out by the cheers of Mike and Dustin, who were jumping on the couch. Steve jumped up in alarm shouting: "No! Get off the couch!" Mike and Dustin completely ignored him, jumping on into the distance.
The end! P.S sorry for the cheesy ending😂