AN: Hello!!! I missed this book and the characters. I love Blake and Steve, but I've been harboring a small secret... I ship Blake with Robin as well. So, in honor of this small little detail, here you go. Basically all you need to know is that Blake and Steve never got together in this oneshot- they're just friends.

Blake and Robin, everyone.

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Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington and Blake Hopper were drugged out of their minds.

The trio had been locked in a secret Russian lab under the new Starcourt Mall in Hawkins, having stayed back to protect two children. Dustin Henderson and Erica Sinclair.

Dustin and Erica had found a way to save the three elder teenagers, but they were too late. They had already been injected with a so called "truth serum" and were not in the right state of mind. Blake, Steve and Robin had been brought to the movies to keep cover, the two women seemingly very interested in the movie as they sat in the same seat together.

Blake and Robin had not minded the fit, their laced hands on Blake's thigh as they were deep into the movie. The two were only brought out of their in-sync awe when Steve practically threw a tantrum, stomping his feet as he told them he was thirsty.

And that's what led the three to where they were, outside the theater and at the watering fountain.

"So, like, I wasn't totally focused in there or anything, but... I'm pretty sure... that mom was trying to bang her son," Robin suddenly told, her eyes red and wide as Steve drank from the water fountain. Steve lifted his head, saying, "Wait, wait, the hot chick was Alex P. Keaton's mom?"

Blake licked her lips, playing with her hands in front of her as she said, "She's not that hot. I can think of girl's way hotter."

"But they're the same age," Steve's eyes widened, ignoring Blake's comment as he continued sipping on the water. Robin stomped her foot, her lips pouting, "No, but he went back in time."

Steve snickered, "Then why is it called Back to the Future?"

"He has to go back to the future because he's in the past. So, the future is actually the present, which is his time."

The boy licked his lips and furrowed his brows, not understanding anything she had said. He turned to Robin and stuttered, "Wh... what?"

"No, no, it's my turn," Robin pushed Steve off the fountain, causing him to almost fall to the ground, "You've had enough."

Steve walked away from the pair of girls and Blake sighed, watching as Robin continued drinking the cold water. She licked her lips before ducking down beside Robin, the said girl's eyes widening as a blush crossed her cheeks.

"Blake," She whispered, her lips barely grazing the brunette's next to her. Blake pulled back, water dripping from her lips as she said, "Yes, Ro?"

"You'll get us caught," Robin shook her head, diving in once more to the fountain to try and forget what just happened. Blake watched the girl, everything still hazy as she walked behind Robin and wrapped her arms around the her upper waist as she said, "I'm tired of hiding, Ro."

Robin stilled as Blake kissed her shoulder, her fingers trailing down her sides, "Blake, Steve is-"

"-Hey, Robin, Blake. You gotta check this out," Steve interrupted from the other side of the room. Blake stood up, taking Robin's hand before dragging her over to the boy who said, "This... the ceiling, it's beautiful."

"Oh, wow," Robin's voice echoed in Blake's ears, the woman smiling at the sound of it. Blake suddenly screwed her eyes shut before she opened them again, everything spinning as she felt saliva fill her mouth.

Blake smacked her lips together and her stomach flipped causing her to groan and say, "Does anyone else feel like Lard-ass after he ate all the pies at the pie eating contest?"

"Mm-hmm," Robin groaned, unlacing her hand from Blake's before turning and running to the bathroom. Blake and Steve followed, all running into different stalls and throwing up whatever was in their system.

A few minutes later, Blake was still throwing up when she felt someone come up behind her and hold her hair back. She pulled back a bit, groaning in pain as she wiped the tears that had fallen while she was getting sick and looked back to see Robin, a small smile on her face as she calmed her down.

"Hey, Buckley," She flushed the toilet, not wanting to deal with it any longer. Robin pulled her back from the seat and they rested on the floor with their feet against the wall as she said, "The ceiling stopped spinning for me. Is it still spinning for you two?"

"Holy shit. No," Steve looked up. Blake followed, immediately groaning and laying on Robin's chest while saying, "Nope. No Wizard of Oz shit happening anymore. You think we puked it all up?"

Robin's eyes widened at the feeling of Blake's breath on her neck and began moving her feet back and forth on the side of the stall in anxiousness, "Maybe. Ask me something," She changed her voice to a Russian accent, "Interrogate me."

"Okay. Interrogate you. Sure," Steve sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Um, when was the last time you, uh, peed your pants?"

"Today," Robin answered in an instant. Blake chuckled against Robin and the Scoops Ahoy employee grew bold, wrapping an arm around her waist as Steve said, "What?"

"When the Russian doctor took out the bone saw."

Steve began laughing, "Oh, my God."

Robin gestured with her fingers, saying, "It was just a little bit though."

"Yeah, it's definitely still in your system," Steve laughed, laying his head back against the door stall. Blake suddenly sat up and kissed Robin's nose, saying, "I just realized we are laying on a public restroom floor. Please sit up."

Robin chuckled, doing as told and the two switched positions, this time having Robin's head on Blake's chest as the woman ran her finger's through the girl's hair. Robin sighed in content, closing her eyes and licking her lips while saying, "All right, my turn, Harrington."

Steve hummed and Robin began tracing the black ink on Blake's upper thigh as she said, "Have you... ever been in love?"

"Yep. Nancy Wheeler," He sighed, "First semester senior year."

He imitated a gunshot to the heart before chuckling as Robin said, "Oh, my God. She's such a priss."

Blake snorted, concealing it as a cough so her friend couldn't hear her. Robin chuckled as she heard the rumbling of Blake's laughter vibrating her chest, snuggling herself further into the cotton of Blake's shirt.

"Turns out, not really," Steve admitted, shaking his head. Blake leaned her head against the wall, running her fingers through Robin's hair as she said, "As a friend who cares about you, Harrington, do you still love Nancy?"

"No."

"Why not?" Robin questioned, sighing a bit at the feeling of getting her hair played with. Steve sat there for a moment before biting his lip and saying, "I think it's because I found someone who's a little better for me... in fact, I kinda have this inward battle going on, you know? There's also this other girl who I've known for forever, but I'm just now seeing her for the first time."

Blake gulped, stopping her movement as her stomach twisted once more. Steve noticed the pair of girls go silent and decided to continue, "Ever since Dustin got home, he's been saying, "You know, you gotta find your Suzie. You gotta find your Suzie." But I don't know who my Suzie is."

"Wait, who's Suzie?" Robin questioned, sitting up a bit so she was now leaning on Blake's shoulder. Steve let out a chuckle, "It's some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend. To be honest with you, I'm not one-hundred percent sure she's even real."

"I don't want to imagine my curly fry with a girlfriend," Blake pouted, "I didn't allow this. I never said my boys could grow up on me like this."

Steve laughed, "That's not the point, KitKat. That doesn't matter. The point is, these girls, the ones I can't decide on who I like," He paused, "One of them is someone I didn't even talk to in school. The other... well she just took me under her wing and became my best friend. I don't know why I didn't talk to them sooner."

Blake and Robin looked at each other, understanding that Steve was talking about them. The eldest Hopper sibling's heart clenched, knowing that she was going to have to break her best friends heart. Yes, she loved Steve "The Hair" Harrington, but her heart belonged to someone else.

Robin Buckley.

"And I don't even know why. Maybe 'cause Tommy H. would have made fun of me or I wouldn't be... prom king," Steve scoffed at himself, "It's stupid. I mean, Dustin's right, it's all just a bunch of bullshit anyways. Because when I think about it, I should have been hanging out with these girls the whole time. First of all, they are both hilarious- granted, one of them has a darker sense of humor than the other, but they are equally as funny. I feel like, this summer, I've laughed harder than I have laughed... in a really long time."

Blake shifted and Robin sat up, allowing Blake to curl in on herself and bury her face in her arms, seemingly upset and overwhelmed by this revelation. Robin rubbed her back as Steve continued, "And they're smart. Way smarter than me, I mean, hell, one of them helped me write my college admission essay in forty-five minutes. Together, they cracked a top secret Russian code and... she's unlike anyone I've ever met before."

Silence filled the room and Steve furrowed his brow, tapping on the wall as he said, "Robin, Blake, did you just OD in there?"

Robin sniffed, setting her head on Blake's shoulder, "No. We are still alive."

Steve suddenly slid under the separation wall as well, all three of the teenagers tightly cramped in the single stall. Blake brought her knees to her chest, still not looking up while making more room as Robin said, "You know, that was pretty gross."

"Yeah, well, I already got a bunch of blood and puke on my shirt, so..." Steve trailed off, making Robin snort a bit. He nudged her leg with his, saying, "What's wrong? What are you thinking?"

"About?" Robin rose a brow, not wanting to have to talk about this. Her hand was still on Blake's back, the girl still not looking up from the tile on the floor as Steve looked between the two and said, "These girls."

"They sound awesome," The Scoops Ahoy employee commended. Steve nodded, noticing Blake's mood, "They are awesome, which is why it's so hard to figure out which one I've fallen for. And what about the guy?"

Robin snorted, bringing her hand through Blake's hair and rubbing her neck, "I think he's on drugs and he's not thinking straight."

"Really? 'Cause I think he's thinking a lot more clearly than usual."

"He's not," Blake sniffed, not glancing at the two as she kept her face hidden away. Robin nodded, watching as Steve leaned forward and grasped Blake's hand, trying to comfort her causing her eyes to widen.

"Look," She started, "He doesn't even know this girl. And if he if he did know her, like- like really know her, I don't think he'd even want to her her friend."

"No, that's not true," Steve shifted his body weight, "No way that's true."

Robin shook her head, looking at Blake's limp hand that was in Steve's, "It's shocked me to my core, but I like you. I really like you. But I'm not like your other friends and neither is Blake. We are not like Nancy Wheeler."

Steve scoffed, "That's exactly why I like you guys and why this is so hard."

"Do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?" Robin suddenly asked, Steve giving her a curt nod telling her to continue, "It isn't because I had a crush on you. It's because... she wouldn't stop staring at you."

Robin's glaze went to Blake who shakily sighed before she looked up from her spot. She met both of their eyes before Steve questioned, "Mrs. Click?"

Robin sadly chuckled before placing her hand on Blake's thigh in reassurance, knowing the girl was scared as she said, "Blake. I wanted her to look at me. But... she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair," Steve glanced at her, wide eyed, "And I didn't understand because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag up until she whooped you into shape. And- and you didn't even like her and... I would go home and just scream into my pillow."

"But Blake's a girl," Steve shook his head in confusion. Robin sighed, softly saying, "Steve."

The said boy only looked to Blake, seeing tears streaming down her face as she grasped Robin's hand, bringing it up and interlocking their fingers. Steve's eyes went wide, "Oh."

"Oh," Both Robin and Blake whispered, the latter of the girls bringing her other hand up and wiping her tears away. Steve leaned back, his voice small as he said, "Holy shit."

Blake shook her head, a breathless chuckle leaving her nose as Robin repeated him, looking at the ceiling, "Holy shit."

It was quiet for a moment before Blake turned to her best friend, her voice raspy, "Steve, did you OD over there?"

"No, I just, uh," He let out a humorless laugh, "Just thinking."

"About?" Blake sniffed, making Steve look up at her. Steve softened at the sight of her and placed a hand on her leg, saying, "Blake, why are you crying?"

"I never wanted to hurt you, Steve," Blake cried, "I mean, you're my best friend and I saw the signs and I didn't stop it. I was awful and let you continue the flirting, but I was scared that once you found out I'm in love with Robin you would hate me."

Blake's heart stopped, realizing what she had said when Robin whipped her head toward her and cursed, turning to the girl to say something. Blake was cut short when Robin cupped her cheeks, kissing Blake deeply despite Steve still being there.

Robin pulled back first, Blake's eyes still closed for a moment before she looked at the girl who said, "I love you, too."

The pair chuckled, Blake putting a strand of hair behind Robin's ear before turning to Steve, whose jaw was dropped. Blake braced herself, actually afraid until Steve said, "How could I hate you two when you guys are adorable?"

"Wait," Blake's brow furrowed, "You're not mad or hate us?"

"I could never hate you guys," Steve dismissed the idea with a wave of a hand, "You guys are my friends and yeah, it hurts a little, but you two are cute. If you're happy, I'm happy. Are you together now?"

Blake looked at Robin, the said girl's cheeks inflamed causing Blake to smirk, grasping onto her hand and kissing it before saying, "Yes, we are."

The brunette then turned back to Steve, a small smile on her face as she said, "Thank you, Steve."

"Thank you guys for crushing my heart," Steve sarcastically snorted, Blake shoving him lightly making Robin laugh. The boy continued, "I have one question. How come you were staring at me, KitKat?"

"I was trying to figure out how many puffs of Farrah Fawcett spray you put into that hair of yours."

The trio bust out into a fit of laughter, a bit of the serum in their system still as the door burst open, Dustin Henderson and Erica Sinclair stalking though.

"Okay, what the hell?"

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AN: I have more one-shots coming up of Blake and Steve, but I wanted this one to get out of the way first. Do you guys even want to see more of Steve and Blake? The one I have planned is a pregnancy AU.