Choose / STRANGER THINGS BOYS x OC /

39 | baby?

After carefully planning everything out, the original five made their way to the roof, leaving a walkie with Erica back in Scoops ahoy,

"Ok so, where on the roof again for what reason?" Stiles asked as he leant over his sister, locking eyes with Robin,

"So we can watch the doors, make sure there's no men with guns waiting to shoot the small child's head off" Robin said in a obvious tone,

Mia stood between the boys, shivering due only being in flip flops, short shorts and a thin hoodie.

"You okay?" Steve whispered, trying not to draw attention from the three focusing on the doors,

"A bit cold..." she shrugged, peering over the ledge. He didn't reply to her, only shook his jacket off quietly, gently laying it over her back, making sure it draped over her shoulders before he quickly switched his gaze to the door, acting as if he hadn't just done that. She slowly turned her head, eyebrows furrowed as she just stared at him. Deep down her stubbornness wanted to throw the jacket back at him and tell him to shove it, but she'd decided against being a bitch, her arms flailing around as she stuffed them into the sleeves, taking in the warm embrace left behind. They waited a few seconds to make sure there was no guards still lurking before Robin pressed the button on the radio,

"Erica, do you copy?"

"Mm-hmm. I copy. You nerds in position or what?" She sassily replied,

Robin sighed, sending her friends an eye roll before answering "yeah, we're in position. It's all quiet here, so you've got the green light"

"Green light, roger that. Commence operation child endangerment"

Mia scoffed and leant over Steve, grabbing the radio "yeah hi, can we maybe not call it that?"

"See you on the other side. Nerds"

The five huffed and leant on the wall, keeping their eyes trained on the doors incase someone turned up. No one was trying to make conversation, everyone was too focused. She started feeling nervous, the thought of that young girl crawling through tight air vents, the risk of a big Russian man to point a gun at her was high. She was dying for the static to echo from the radio, and her stupid sassy, loud voice to hurt her ears.

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"All right nerds. I'm here"

Robin let out a sight of relief, nudging Steve "do you— do you see anything?"

"Yeah, I see those boring boxes you're excited about"

"Any guards?"

"Negative"

"Booby traps?"

"If I could see them, they'd be pretty shit traps, wouldn't they?"

Robin mocked the girl, "thank you for that," the line went silent for a second, worrying the group,

"I'm in" she hastily yelled, killing the tension,

"Oh god..." Steve breathed out, holding his head in his hands. Then in a matter of seconds, the big doors they where focused on opened, and a small figure, lights on each side of her head like big glowing eyes stepped out,

"Free ice cream for life." She yelled up, her leg bent as she placed a hand on her hip, practically burning holes through the teens. They looked between each other, quickly pushing themselves up to find their way to the loading bay.
Once there the six looked around and stopped at a table near the back, three boxes sat there, two imperial panda, one Kaufman shoes. All Steve had to do was look at everyone, all of them instantly nodding as he pulled out his pocket knife, slicing the tape at the top open, revealing a big metal box, a handle right in the middle. He stuck his hand in, twisting the handle, making the box let out a loud hiss as he pulled up the lid, smoke pouring out before the contents where revealed,