♥ Stranger things Imagines♥

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                                                                                  Christmas Lights

A/N i this imagine you are jane (eleven) her sister and hopper is your dad

Summary: Jane and her sister assembled the Christmas tree in the Hopper's residence.

"Jane, are you ready to decorate our good old cabin?" You shouted from the living room, calling your sister's attention and plopping a dusty medium-sized brown box on the wooden centre table in your living room. It has been closed with a brown packaging tape and the words Christmas Decorations were written by your father with his messy handwriting. He hasn't gone to school for a long time, what would you expect from him?

"To decorate? For what? Party?" Jane curiously asked as she got out of her dirty and chaotic room. You softly giggled while you shook your head in response. Her talking skills were better than the first time that you knew her, but she was still oblivious of some things that happened around you, just like the important yearly events.

"It's almost Christmas, sweetie." You reached for her curly hair to mess it up and you earned some soft simpers from her. You liked being a good sister to her and you considered her as your real little sister, nevertheless you were living together for just more than a year. You never had a chance to be a big sister to Sara, sadly.

"Christmas?" She asked as she excitedly stuck her hand out, slowly breaking the packaging tape and opening the box full of decorations with her mind.

"Jane," Your father interrupted. "it's a fest held on the 25th to celebrate Christ's birth. It's the perfect time to stay with your family and exchange gifts with them." He never celebrated it for Christ's birth. In fact, you stopped celebrating it when your sister died from her sickness and your mother left you for her depression. You father lost his will to live and he forgot that he still had you beside him, but you never gave up on him. You still loved him and took care of him until he felt better, realizing that he still had a daughter.

"Oh, I get it." She slightly smiled as she listened to your dad. "Let's start, (Y/N)!" You nodded your head as you shook your sad thoughts off your mind.

"Sure!" You both started to take the decorations out of the box and you both decided where to put them in your petite-sized home. Some Christmas songs were playing on your phonograph, making you and Jane dance in happiness. Your father was happy that you were close with Jane, slowly building the family that he has once lost.

You taught Jane how every decoration was called and she repeated them after you so she would remember them, hopefully. You were patient and happy to help her, but she was shy to ask you too much. She has always thanked you as if she owed you everything that she knew in her life.

"Dang it, why are these lights always ravelled?" You loudly complained, annoyed. It was a vexing thing and, luckily, you had to do it just once a year. "Dad, can you please untangle them, so Jane and I can start doing the rest?"

"I need to go to the police station, (Y/N)." Your father said, narked. He was a lazy man, but you still loved him, to the moon and back. You shook your head in disbelief as you remembered something important: it was his day off.

"Dad, don't be lazy!" You gave him the tangled lights and he raised one of his eyebrows to ask you what was going on. "It's your day off so don't seek for some boring excuses." You widely smiled at him and he just lazily sat on the couch and groaned in annoyance, but he was also proud of you: you were a great observer and you remembered his work schedule.

"Not that wise enough, dad!" Jane laughed and your dad just shrugged his shoulders guiltily, silently ravelling the lights out of its knot. You flashed her a sweet smile and she gave you a high five, showing your father that your sisterly bond was stronger than his lazy ass.

You and Jane started to assemble the green Christmas tree, putting some garlands around it and hanging Christmas balls and ribbons with different colours everywhere.

"Do these lights even work, girls?" Your father curiously asked and you both stopped to raise your shoulders, not knowing the answer. Your dad quickly made his way to the nearest electric socket to test the lights, but you were disappointed as they didn't light up and no colour was flashing, not even one. "Damn, it's broken."

"Joyce surely have extra lights, dad!" You reminded him while laughing nonchalantly. You remembered how much time your dad took to take the lights off of the Byers' residence last year. He offered her his helping hand, so he hadn't got any choice but work.

"What should I do?" He sarcastically asked. He was already vexed and he was hoping for you to be frightened of him, so it would be tour turn to made your way towards the Byers' house. "What about moving your lazy ass too?"

"Are you letting me drive?" You cheekily smiled at him, annoying him even more.

Ladies and Gentlemen: Jim Hopper, a single father of two girls and the head police officer. He was too overprotective of his daughters and he wouldn't let the eldest drive and neither of the two girls could use their bicycles at night. He was afraid to lose you, mostly after what happened to Will in the past years. He has already lost a daughter, he would never want to lose another one again.

"Where are my car keys?" There was a hint of whine in his voice and you just laughed out loud, together with Jane. "You both stay here, okay?"

"Sir, yes, sir!" You gave him two thumbs up as you vexed him even more, still laughing because you were cleverer than him. He threw the broken lights inside the bin and he shook his head in disbelief, trying so hard to not smile.

"You're paying me for this." He pointed you and Jane. You looked at your sister and you both smirked in unison.

"Sure, why not?" Jane nonchalantly blurted out.

"We'll be getting you a date with Joyce, promise!" You winked at your dad and you couldn't deny that you saw him smiling. You couldn't help but smile widely, you knew how much he loved the pretty lady. He somehow deserved some happiness too. "Jane and I, together with Jonathan and Will, will prepare a romantic candle-lit dinner, just for Jim Hopper and Joyce Byers!"

"And we're adding a movie night together, alone with no kids around." Jane nodded as she added her plan. She has surely seen it in the television. She was always watching soap operas too since she used them to learn new words and to amplify her vocabulary.

"You're the best daughters ever." He pulled you both in a strong hug and you wrapped your arms around your father too, sharing a small group hug.

"We know." You confidently agreed, earning some chortles from your father. "Now go: get some Christmas lights for us, dad, and conquer your lady!"