What do you think? I think you're an idiot. (Dustin Henderson x Reader)

16: Bat? What bat?

Y/n's pov

"Well, that went pretty smoothly." Dustin said as we both still laid on the cellar doors.

"Yeah, except for the fact that we now have Demogorgon baby trapped inside a cellar." I smiled, my tone laced with sarcasm.

"So, what now?" Dustin asked.

I didn't answer him, I just got up and picked up a chain and padlock that we had to lock up the cellar.

I locked it and helped him up.

"First of all, we need to, uh... bury Mews." I said, slightly wincing at the thought of touching a dead cat.

"Right." Dustin grimaced.

I went to the kitchen to retrieve some rubber gloves for the both of us and when I came back, Dustin had taken off all his protective gear.

Handing him the gloves, i untied all my gear so that I was only wearing my normal clothes and put on a pair of gloves.

We both walked back inside and I grabbed a plastic bag for Mews' body.

We reluctantly opened Dustin's door and slowly walked over to the chair.

I closed my eyes upon seeing the dead, and mauled cats corpse, but opened them again as Dustin slowly took the plastic bag and picked up Mews' body, placing it inside the bag.

I walked back outside and picked up a random shovel we had found in the shed, starting to dig a hole for Mews' corpse.

Once I had dug a deep enough hole, Dustin placed the cat's body down into it, and he started to replace dirt on top of it.

"Hey, can you finish this?" Dustin asked. "I'm going to send another code red out to see if anyone responds."

"Sure." I said, taking the shovel and starting to fill the rest of the hole with dirt.

"Guys this is Dustin. Again. Does anyone copy? This is a code red, I repeat. a code red! I really need someone to pick up, here. Hopper's M.I.A and I've got a code red! Code red!" Dustin yelled into his headset as he walked inside.

I finished and walked back to Dustin's room where he was starting to scrub his carpet.

I got down on my knees to help him, and started scrubbing the cat blood off as he talked into his headset.

"Alright, its Dustin. Again. Seriously I have a code red." Dustin said as we both scrubbed the carpet.

"Could you please shut up?" I heard Lucas's little sister, Erica, ask from the other line.

"Erica! Erica, Is Lucas there? Where is he?" Dustin asked frantically into his headset.

"Don't know. Don't care." She sassed into the walkie.

"Is he- is he with Mike?" Dustin asked.

"Like I said, I DONT know, and I DONT care." Erica repeated in annoyance.

"Please tell him, it's super important, please tell him that I have a co-" Dustin started.

"Code red?" Erica asked.

"Yep, code red. Exactly." Dustin said with a nod, even though she couldn't see him.

"Mmhmm. I've got a code for you instead." Erica said into the radio. "It's called code shut. Your. Mouth." And with that, the static stopped, telling us that she had in fact, turned off Lucas's coms.

"E-Erica?" Dustin asked.

"Shit." I said.

Dustin groaned.