Our happy ending (Byler) [BEING EDITED]

The byer's house

March 23rd 1986
6:47PM
The Byer's living room

Will sat on the recliner, laying back on it as his friends bombarded him with questions.

"How the hell were you flying?" Dustin asked.

"Did you know you were flying?" Lucas asked.

"How'd you hurt your ankle?" Max asked.

"Are you okay?" Eleven asked.

Mike just sat on the couch with Argyle, silently.

"I don't know how I was flying, I didn't notice... I hurt my ankle by falling, and I'm not okay." Will answered.

Max got up and sat beside him on the recliner, she slowly laid her head on his shoulder.

"Thanks Max.." Will whispered.

Max opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't as Jonathan rushed in from the kitchen with ice.

"I couldn't find an icepack, but we had bags and ice. So here.." He said, putting ice on Will's ankle.

There was a knock at the door, and Argyle sighed.

"I'll get it, bro. Don't worry, might be some people here for a little purple palm tree delight." Argyle smiled, as he headed to the door.

"P-Purple palm tree delight..?" Lucas asked.

"Weed." The three Byers siblings responded.

(El kept Hopper's last name, but three Byers siblings is easier for me to write.)

"He sells weed?" Dustin said, face scrunched in disgust.

"To be honest, sounds like something Eddie would do." Lucas smirked.

"Eddie wouldn't sell weed! He would- most likely give it away."

"Same thing."

Argyle opened the front door, and as soon as it opened a voice asked,

"Is Henderson here?"

It took a moment, but Dustin almost gasped.

"Steve..?" He muttered.

He ran to the door and pushed Argyle out of the way.

"Steve!" He shouted, hugging him, tight.

8:37PM

Will was falling asleep on the couch, because he couldn't move.

Max had fell asleep on his shoulder about an hour ago, and she was practically pinning him to the recliner.

Lucas and Dustin were talking to Robin and Steve.

Argyle was making a dude with long, back, messy, curly hair uncomfortable on the couch.

Jonathan and Nancy were in the kitchen doing God knows what.

So the dude got up and walked over to Will, looking at his ankle.

"What happened here, man?" He asked

"Who- Who are you?" Will asked, nervously.

He smiled.

"Eddie."

"Oh.. I'm.. Will.."

"Will the wise?" He asked.

"Uh- Yeah.."

Will gasped softly as Eddie grabbed his hand, he took a bow as he shook it.

"Pleasure to meet you." He said, dramatically.

Will couldn't help it but smile and let out a small laugh.

Just as Eddie stood up, El ran downstairs.

"Will!" She shouted.

Max woke up by the sudden noise, she lifted her head, and sat up.

Everyone was staring at her.

"What?" Will asked.

"Mom called, I transfered the call down here so you can talk to her!" El said, running to the phone and picking it up.

It was the phone Joyce used for work, so it wasn't connected to anything.

She ran over to Will and pushed the phone to his chest.

"Hit the first button to pick up the call, that's what mom says." El stated.

Will hit the button and put it to his ear.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Will! Honey, oh my God are you okay? El told me all about your ankle!" Joyce paused, "Well, she told Hop.."

Will's eyes went wide, and he looked at El, who smiled and wiped away a tear.

"Wait- so he actually is alive?!" Will questioned.

"Wh-What do you mean by that..?" Joyce asked.

"Who..?" Dustin whispered.

Will waved Dustin off and inhaled shakily.

"Nothing.." He whispered.

"Anyways, my um.. My ankle is fine, Jonathan said I probably just sprained it."

Joyce sighed.

"Okay.. Well, I should be home by tomorrow unless something comes up, then it will take a couple of days. Promise you'll be safe and not do anything stupid?" Joyce asked.

"Promise.."

"But- don't you wanna talk to Jonathan?" Will asked.

"I was just about to ask."

Will could hear the smile in Joyce's voice.

He held the phone over the back of the recliner.

"Jonathan!!" He shouted.

Within' a second Jonathan ran in, saw the phone, and grabbed it.

"Hello?" He asked.

He smiled, and began walking back into the kitchen

"So, little man, Henderson over there tells me you know how to fly?" Eddie asked.

"Not funny, Dustin." Will frowned.

"I didn't say it like that." Dustin defended.

"What happened?" Steve asked.

Will looked around at the people in the room.

"El.. You might wanna get Jonathan and Nancy.. This is gonna be a long explanation." Will stated.