Six 2 Five 2 Four | Sequel to Caught In The Loop: Steve Harrington X Reader

~19~ Barbara Sassy

Dustin's POV

I open up a vent and push it to the side. I take a deep breath, lifting my head through the gap as well as my shoulders. Barbara, with enough energy, leaps out from Y/n's army bag and onto the metal floor.

I shh her but she scoffs at me. "Stay in the bag, Barbara."

I swear to god I hear her say "No more!" through her doggie wolf grumbles.

I roll my eyes and look around the room I've come into, Erica also lifts her head up. There's big containers and glass chambers and it has that green stuff in it too. Y/n had like...three or four in her bag which I was shocked to see but I hope she knew why she had them.

Me and Erica exchange glances as Barbara looks around, sniffing the floor in detection.

"Jackpot."

I climb out the vent and so does Erica as we continue to look around and keep our guards up. I know that Steve, Robin and especially Y/n are in trouble knowing that if Finley is trying to get to her...he could do more than try to break up Steve and Y/n's love life. I see Barbara race down the stairs so I follow where she runs off too.

I keep silent, stood up and slowly looking where she's going, before something catches my eye. What she found is what she can't drive.

"Oh-ho-ho!" I run over to the red vehicle, Barbara yelps, wagging her tail with pride. She nuzzles the steering wheel before flashing her butt at me.

"Rude."

Barbara cackles before jumping down on the passenger seat.

"Do you even know how to drive?" Erica asks following me.

"How hard can it be? Y/n did it." I grin getting on the driver's seat.

"Maybe because she had a license."

"No, she didn't."

"She drove illegally!?"

"Probably. Y/n's badass." I yeet (I'm so sorry) myself onto the chair, noticing I need a key.

"Aw, come on."

"You seriously thought they'd just leave the car keys in there?" Erica asks standing beside the cart. Barbara refuses to let Erica sit down.

This wolf sure is getting sassy, isn't she?

"There's gotta be a spare." I grumble, moving my hand down to the compartment of the glovebox.

Erica sighs and walks around to the front of the cart and back to the stairs. I don't pay much attention as I continue to search for the keys, Barbara peeking her head to try and see.

"I doubt you'd be any help right now." I put my hand close to her face. She sticks her tongue out but I continue to stare at her. She furrows her eyebrows before suddenly softly chomping her jaw on my fingertips.

I let out a yelp as it catches me by surprise and pull my hand back, to see her waving her paw in victory.

"I wouldn't call that a victory." I roll my eyes.

"Hey, Dustin?" I hear Erica asks.

"Yeah?"

"How big did you say the Demogorgon was?" She asks me as I hop out the cart to look for a spare key elsewhere.

"Big. Nine feet or so, why?" I get confused by the sudden tone in her voice. Barbara looks forward and jumps onto the dashboard. My eyes widen.

"No, no, no, no!" I quickly pull her off of it which she tries to bite me so I place her back down on the chair. "Don't bite me, you wouldn't bite Y/n!"