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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴛʏ-ꜰᴏᴜʀ: ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɴᴇ

Watching Nancy beat the shit out of one of the bats was something that will hopefully live in my mind for the rest of my life (rent free, of course). BUT watching four dumbass older teenagers with nothing good of their lives beating the shit out of the bats was even better. Especially if one of them is Steve Harrington.

We saved Steve Harrington's life is what I'm trying to summarise, here. And we beat the shit out of bats from another dimension. Fun.

"Steve..." I began after a moment of silence, with Robin repeating my words in agreement. Steve...

Meanwhile, with Eddie, uh... "JESUS CHRIST- JESUS H CHRIST-" Yeah, it was gonna take a while for Eddie to get used to this.

"Are you alright?" I asked him, stepping to the boy to get a better look at the wounds. Oh. Oh God.

The boy also glanced down at his stomach, seeing all of the wounds, the blood, the cuts and bites out of his body. Ew. This wasn't good... "Took about a pound of flesh out of me..."

"Ha. Ha." I tell him with the most deadpan voice humanly possible. He was not gonna be surviving this if we kept getting ambushed by flying creatures that had a taking to human flesh.

"But other than that..." He checked around his stomach still. "Yeah, never better."

I shook my head, glancing over at the others, seeing Robin and Nancy check that the other was still alive, breathing and so on, while Eddie seemed to be having a panic attack, still, shouting a bunch of different curse words to try and get over what we'd just got through.

"Well," I begin, letting out a sigh to the best father figure I've currently got. "Your hair's ruined, so..."

The boy just shook his head at me and smiled at the point that I'd just decided to bring up, reaching a hand out and ruffling my own. "Uh- do you guys think these bats have, like, uh, rabies?" All attention turned to Robin as she crouched down over one of the bats.

"What?" Steve asked her, hands now on his hips, mother mode activated.

"It's just that, rabies are like my number one greatest fear." The girl told us, standing up from where she was. Next to racist, ugly, homophobic, white men, by the way! "and I think we should probably get you to a doctor, like really soon," She was rambling again. She was worried. She was panicked. She did this a lot when she was panicked. "because once the symptoms set in, it's too late. You're already, like, dead." Well, thank goodness Dr Buckley is here.

Before I can make a remark on the fact that Robin seemed to be a literal genius on rabies, we had incoming, again. In the distance, screeching came from more bats, of who were not stopping.

"We should, uh-" I went to move away but we stopped when seeing the bats weren't coming for us. They were going towards the gate. They were guarding it.

"Alright," Steve begins. "It's alright, there's not that many-" Says the man, reportedly one pound of flesh lighter. "We can take 'em.... Right?" And, sure, there wasn't loads, but in the distance, the booming of the sky, and the screeching of even more of those bats was enough for me to go with the answer of 'no'.

"You were saying?" Robin asks the boy.

"The woods." Nancy suddenly says to us all, grabbing Robin's hand. "Come on." And we didn't stick around, either, choosing life over death.

So, to update you; I smelt like a lake, my hair kept getting in my eyes due to it still being soaking wet, I hadn't properly slept in over twenty-four hours, I now hate bats and we were now in a different dimension running for our lives from bats.