Mileven Stories

Stirred Up Ruckus (1992)

Stirred Up Ruckus (1992)

"The party convinces the newly engaged couple to come out for a celebration. There's fun karaoke, good drinks, and an unexpected fight."

"Ok, I know I said expect once a week updates, but here I am. Hello. This one was written to fulfill a lovely reader of mine, Lizzy's, request of seeing a guy hitting on El and not accepting no as an answer. But have no fear, Mike is near. This was definitely another challenge for me to tackle, but Lizzy, if you're still reading, thank you so much for requesting! I really hope you enjoy!"

It was the most wonderful time of the year. There was graceful snowfalls that occurred almost more than one could tolerate. It was simply the right time to spend nights holed up in a warm space where one could watch the freezing bliss in peace.

Yet, Mike and Eleven found themselves venturing out into the beautiful mess. They had themselves a hectic semester. Between El's internship and Mike's overbooked class schedule, they failed to have time to do what other college students were doing. Most of their free time was devoted to them simply embracing one another. But now they are on their holiday break and it only seems right that they attempt to blend with people their age.

The newly engaged couple had just successfully walked into town. The walk that was usually just five minutes took nearly half an hour due to the ice that was laid upon the walkways.

Although the conditions were not ideal, they made the best out of it. Mike looked like a baby giraffe trying to walk across sheets of black ice which was all El needed to see to giggle. Since he loved to hear her musical laughter, he didn't care that she was chuckling at his expense.

Just as they were walking into the tavern bar, both of them felt a wave of regret. Neither were willing to voice the distain they felt about being out because they had believed this was what the other wanted to do.

Soon they would regret not following their personal guts and staying cuddled up at home where they belonged.

They laced their fingers together as they entered the unfamiliarly loud atmosphere. Their eyes began scanning the room hoping to see the people that had requested their presence.

Mike's eyebrows furrowed as he brought his mouth to his fiancée's ear so that she could hear him over the loud music, "where are they? They said they would be here at 8."

El was still concentrated on searching out for them when she suddenly yanked hard on his hand.

"I see red hair next to a man in a camouflage bandanna sitting with about five glasses of beer in front of them. You and I both know that has to be them," she said surely.

Once they finally reached their potential suspects, El was proven to be incredibly spot on. Max and Lucas had pretty much demanded they join them. They wanted to get drinks for their friends to celebrate their recent engagement. What harm could possibly come from that?

"What's up soon to be Wheelers?", came Max's voice.

Mike shrugged his shoulders before helping El take off her jacket. Once the two found their seats they soaked in the fact that it was just the four of them. Where were the two other honorary members?

Just as El was going to ask, Lucas seemed to get their confusion, "if you're looking for Will Byers, bathroom. If you're looking for Dustin Henderson, then wait maybe one more minute," he spoke with humor laced in his voice.

Right then, the karaoke's songs switched and a familiar voice came from the stage. This peaked the table's interests and sent all sets of eyes towards the same direction.