Your POV

"El, are you sure that this is okay?" You mumble, lips intertwined, you pull away as your lips unlock. She touches your face with her right hand, leaning her head closer forward and kisses you again. "Why wouldn't it?" She responds, pulling back from the kiss, staring into your eyes with her beautiful brown doe eyes.

"I- Isn't Hopper here?" You question, she doesn't respond, smirking gently before she leans into kiss you, harder then before. The constant flurry of attack from El makes your mouth almost tired.

"Who?" She murmurs, breathing for air rapidly before going back in for another kiss.

El reaches over to the radio on the dresser and fumbles to turn the knob to the right. She turns the knob and the song gets louder.

"Hey! Three Inch Minimum!" You hear a voice yell, you look over at the door and see Hopper peaking into the room from the living room Recliner. El slams the door shut with her gift and stops kissing you.

You listen as Hopper's footsteps close in on the door, El grabs a blue dictionary from the dresser and hands it to you. She turns the radio down and leans against the wall. Thinking fast, you open the dictionary to a random page just as Hopper slams the door open.

"Sorry. We were just learning about different words." You look down at the dictionary. "Did you know, Grim means forbidding or Uninviting?" Sounds pretty close to the situation.

Hopper looks at you as though he despises you, His face begins to turn bright red like a tomato. "Three Inches!" He points at you. You nod, closing the dictionary. Hopper leaves the room; leaving the door wide open. He sits on the recliner and you listen as the Television turns on and the leather crunches as he slouches back.

"Wow, He looked mad." You say smiling, closing the door till it's at three inches with your gift.

El slides away from the wall and allows her head to rest on your legs. Her hair dangles over her face gently, showing her dimples. She begins to laugh while looking up at you. "His face was so red, like a tomato!" She blurts before laughing, child-like in nature. Making you giddy.

You laugh lightly, "Yeah." You look over at the radio resting beside the bed and frown. Today is the day the party; excluding you and El. Get to watch a movie at the new mall.

No Ones POV

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Something Forms from the dark, pieces of peeling paint and dirt drift and form into cohesive parts of a body. A body of something not human.

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-The Next Day, At Dustin's House-

Your POV

Everyone begins whispering as Dustin enters his room. "Everybody, Quiet." You say, you close your eyes; slow your breathing and focus, making all the electronic toys in Dustin's room move and start making sounds.

It's like a dark void— you can feel yourself drift among the darkness; the water Inbetween your feet. The water showing only a blurry reflection of the true boy at hand, not even a man yet.

You step forward— channeling your gift through the water around you; it feels like being electrocuted with senses— but it feels dull somehow, lackluster.

You make them move along the floor and towards the Kitchen. The robot and dinosaurs toys a never ending sign. "Now." El whispers in your ear. Your head aches before you stop the toys from moving. Dustin crouches down to fiddle with them.. his-

A feeling of coldness comes over you but immediately drifts away.

You ignore the feeling and all of you approach Dustin from behind, Lucas raises the banner you made high above his head as Mike hands out the noise-makers.

Max raises her fingers and begins to count down. Three, Two, One! All of you blast your noise-makers and Dustin screams and turns around, in fear. He raises the hairspray can and sprays it, not knowing it was Lucas he's spraying.

Lucas drops to the floor instantly, rolling around for an escape.

You step back and El wraps herself around your arm lightly, giggling to herself.

No Ones POV

Hopper looks over at Joyce, "It's that God-Damn Ten! He's corrupting her! I'm going to lose it, And I mean really lose it Joyce! I need them to break up." Hopper leans back against the wall as he sits on the counter.

"Just take it down a notch, Hopper. That isn't your decision to make." Joyce responds, she walks over to an aisle and begins stamping price tags on the objects.

Hopper gets off the counter and follows her. "They're spending entirely too much time together!" He states in frustration.

"I mean, Don't you all live together?" Joyce looks over at Hopper, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes! But the kissing is Constant!" He says, he grabs a bouncy ball from a box of them and begins throwing it up in the air and catching it; to relieve stress.

"You can't just separate them Hop, they're not little kids anymore. They're teenagers, if you order them around like a cop. Then they're going to rebel. That's just what they do." Joyce responds, stamping another price tag onto a canned food.

"So, I'm just supposed to let them do whatever they want?"

"No, I didn't say that. I think you should just talk to them. You know, not yelling, not ordering. A heart to heart conversation." She looks over at Hopper. He throws the bouncy in frustration and it bounces off the ground; going out of reach.

"A heart to heart? What is that?"

"It's where you sit them down and talk to them like you're their friend. I found out if you talk to them like you're on their level. They begin to listen, then you can set some boundaries." Joyce picks up a box of candies and stamps it in front of Hopper.

"Boundaries." He says, leaning his head against the wall.

"Hop, it's important no matter how they respond. You stay calm, you cannot lose your temper."

"Maybe, Maybe you could do it for me?" He asks, tapping his fingers against the wall in anticipation.

"No.." She responds, placing another stamp on a box of candies.

"Yes, Yes you could. You could come over after work." He states, walking until he's directly in front of her.

"I can't. But.."

"But what?" Hopper inquires, Joyce walks over to the counter and places her stamper on it. She reaches behind it and grabs a note-pad.

"Maybe.. I can help you find the right words."

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Your POV

"This here, is my most prized possession. Everyone, meet Cerebro." Dustin says, dropping a large duffel bag onto the floor, You sit down on the floor, crisscrossed, as does everyone else. Dustin unzips the bag. Inside, a ton of poles connect to what looks like a solar panel. Like a telephone pole?

"So.. Am I missing something?" You ask, looking up at Dustin.

"This is a one of a kind, unassembled, battery powered radio." He responds excitedly.

"So it's a Ham-Radio?" Mike questions, Will nods along with Mike.

"The Cadillac of Radios." Dustin says, El looks at him questioningly from beside you.

"What's a.. Cadillac?" She asks.

"A Cadillac is a fancy car.. I think." You answer for Dustin. She nods and Dustin continues speaking. "This baby can carry crystal clear connections over vast distances. I'm talking North to South Pole. I can talk to my girlfriend whenever." Dustin declares, raising his right hand to his ear like he's talking through a telephone.

You all trade glances, "Girlfriend?" You all ask at the same time.

"Her name is Suzie," Dustin says, getting up from the floor. Everyone follows close behind him, leaving the radio behind. You suppose you might need it, You pick it up and follow them. El waits for you, You nod and the two of you follow behind the three ahead of you.

"Suzie with a Z, She's from Utah." Dustin adds, leading you through the house.

"Is she Cute?" Will inquires, slipping past a bookshelf decorated with books.

"Girls go to science camp?" Mike questions.

"Yeah, of course, and she's super cute." Dustin responds, smirking.

"How cute?" Mike also asks, drawing a side-eye from El.

"Think Phoebe Cates, but hotter." He answers, leading you out of the living room and towards the bikes outside.

Max takes her eyes off of Lucas from under the faucet and looks over at the five of you as you pass by. "What's going on guys!?" Max asks, looking at the bag your holding.

"Going to go talk to Dustin's girlfriend." Will responds.

"Girlfriend?!" Lucas questions, ripping his head out from under the faucet. The two of them grab their bags and run outside as soon as you close the door behind you.

You all walk to your bikes out back; Dustin stops in front of your black bicycle, leaning against the side of the house and smiles. "Nice ride Ten." He says, You smile back and take a seat on it; the hot rubber burning through your clothes only for a moment.

"Thanks." You respond, El gets on the back of the seat: then now cool part— and the two of you follow the group.

Dustin leads you to a large, steep hill, surrounded by thick trees. Dustin gets off the bike and dumps it beside a tree. You lean yours against a tree, as does everyone else.

"What are we doing?" Max asks after climbing for two minutes up the steep hill.

"You'll see. This is the best spot." Dustin responds, you climb for another ten minutes.

Lucas tips the canteen to his mouth, trying to get a drink out of it. He sighs once he realizes there's no water in it.

"Did you drink all of our water too?" Max asks, Lucas opens the canteen's Lid and spits into it. "Uh, No?" He responds, smiling innocently.

Max and Lucas begin arguing as you continue walking. El steps closer and the two of you begin talking, her hands interlocking with yours, fiddling with the fingers as she speaks.

"Aren't you tired?" She questions, her eyes searching yours.

You look over at her and shake your head. Ignoring the twisting sensation in your stomach. "No, are you?"

She smiles and nods, almost as if she read your mind. "A little, maybe we could come back later once they do get it set up?"

You look at the group as you continue walking; You stop and clear your throat, shifting nervously from one foot to the other.

"Guys, me and El are gonna go home. So, let us know once you get it finished." You say, Everyone looks at you. Probably surprised that you actually spoke to them instead of just responding to them asking you something.

"Seriously?" Will ask questions.

"We love you and El!" Max chirps, after hitting Lucas in the shoulder.

"Dude. Come on." Mike says, sighing.

"Sorry guys, but we're seriously tired." El speaks for you. She holds your hand as you both descend the hill.

"Bye Ten!" Lucas yells, as if feeling left out, you turn your head and grin.

No Ones POV

"Wow, nasty. " Mike says, following behind Dustin. "It's not nasty.. it's.. cute." Max responds, Lucas shakes his head in response beside her.

"If by Cute you mean Kissing, holding hands and acting Lovey dovey then sure." He says. Max shoots a glance at him.

"They don't even know how normal relationships are.." Will speaks up.. providing his opinion on the matter. "They came from a lab." He adds, sounding almost angry, his vision twisting to the sky.

"I, Personally. Like their relationship." Max notes.

"Guys can you stop talking about that? it's disgusting." Dustin says from nowhere, looking back at Lucas and Max.

"Seriously." Will adds, finally smiling.

Max sighs in response, they all continue up the hill in silence.

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Hours Later, at the Shack

No Ones POV

The house is dreadfully quiet, making the smell of Eggos drifting in the house ever the more apparent. Hopper lays in bed, having an internal battle of whether or not to confront Ten and El.

Ten.. his son? Son-in-law..?

He twists in bed, eyes open and looking at the bright lamp on the table beside the bed. Finally deciding to confront them; he begins to recite the script him and Joyce had written together.

"Why it's important to establish these boundaries? Moving forward, so we can build an environment. Uh.." He thinks for a moment. "Where we can all feel comfortable and trusted.." Hopper stops, and shakes his head. He grunts and gets off the bed.

He opens the door to his room and stops in front of Eleven and Ten's room. Sounds of someone gasping lightly ripples through-out the hall.

Hopper flings the door open, expecting something else.. As the door opens, it reveals Ten sitting up against the wall. He twists his head upwards towards Hopper. Ten is barely visible, the light from the hall reveals him slightly. As the door drifts open wider, Ten becomes more visible. His grey shirt sticks to his chest, draped with sweat. His hair sticks to his head, matted down with the thick sweat.

As the door opens more, The light passes over his eyes and his E/C eyes glint, almost menacingly. Hopper steps back; unsure of what to do.

"Ten." Hopper says lightly, he glances at the bed beside the wall, Eleven sleeps peacefully. Ten follows Hopper's eyes. Before looking back at him.

"I.." Ten whispers. "I-" Ten tries standing up but falls backwards against the wall, he puts his hand against the wall. Barely keeping himself upright.

Ten's eyes close and his breathing slows. He begins to fall. "Ten!" Hopper yells, running over to him. Hopper catches him before he hits the ground. Ten shivers as Hopper holds him tightly.