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

6: Supplies and preparation.

Y/n's pov

The next morning, I biked to Mike's.

I finally pulled into Mike's driveway.

Mike had wanted to meet at his house before school to discuss our plan furthermore.

This was the plan: it was Friday, so we would all tell our parents we were staying at Mike's for the night. In the morning, we would commence operation Mirkwood.

"I'll just say that we wanted to start a campaign. That should give us some time." Mike stated.

"Are we sure the weirdo really knows where Will is?" Lucas asked.

"Just trust me." Mike assured.

"So! What do we have for supplies?" I asked the group, placing my hands out on the table.

Lucas put his bag on the table and started rifling through it.

"We got binoculars from Nam, army knife also from Nam, hammer, camouflage bandana, and... the wrist rocket!" Lucas said taking his slingshot out of his bag.

I rolled my eyes. "You're gonna take out the Demogorgon... With a slingshot?" I asked, unimpressed.

"It's not a slingshot, it's a WRIST ROCKET." Lucas said. "And the Demogorgon's not real. But if we do find something out there, I'm gonna shoot it in the eye, and blind it!"

Mike sighed. "Dustin, what'd you bring?" He asked.

Dustin picked up his bag and placed it on the table.

"Okay, so we got Nutty bars, Bazooka, Pez, Smarties, Pringle's, Nilla waffers, banana, apple, and trail mix." He said.

"Seriously?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, that's a lot of food, Dustin. But if you really need to bring all that, I call dibs on the pringles." I smiled, crossing my arms.

"We're gonna need energy for our travels, for stamina." Dustin explained to Lucas.

"Besides, why do we even need weapons? We have her." Dustin reasoned, pointing to El.

"She shut one door!" Lucas said.

"With her mind!" Dustin shouted back.

Then, Dustin ran over to Mike's Millennium Falcon model that had taken us six hours to assemble.

He picked it up and walked over to El. "I bet she could make this fly!"

He dropped it in front of El.

She looked at him, confused.

"One more time, focus." Dustin said to her.

"You're gonna break it." I muttered.

He picked it up and dropped it again.

It just fell to the floor, while El was looking at him with confusion.

"Idiot." Lucas whispered.

"Tell me about it." I joked.

Lucas and I fist bumped.

"Kids! Time for school!" Mrs. Wheeler called from the kitchen, upstairs.

I grabbed my backpack and raced up the stairs.

"Mike! Come on!" I yelled at him when he was still talking to El.

"One second!" He yelled back at me.

"We're gonna be late, Micheal!" I yelled at him.

"Coming!" He yelled back.

I sighed and rushed upstairs, said goodbye to Mrs. Wheeler, ran out the front door to the driveway, and got on my bike.

Mike finally ran out the door, and we all pedalled to school, just barely making it on time.

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After school, we all biked back to Mike's house, pulled into the driveway, walked inside, greeted Mrs. Wheeler, and went downstairs to the basement.

The four of us sat in a semi-circle around Eleven.

Then, the questioning began.

"Is Will alive?" Mike asked.

"Yes." El replied.

A wave of relief washed over us, and I sighed.

"Is he safe?" Lucas asked.

"No." El said.

"What does she mean, 'No', Mike?" Lucas asked Mike.

Mike shrugged.

Lucas shook his head, as if to say we were all idiots.

"This is such bullshit." Lucas said.

"Do you know how to find Will?" Lucas asked El.

El just looked at him, silently saying no.

"See?!?" Lucas said to Mike.

"Shut up!" Mike said, as Dustin and I watched the scene unfold before us.

"No! Just because we found her on the same street as Will, doesn't mean she's some warlock." Lucas said.

"She has super powers." Dustin reminded, stepping in.

"So?! She couldn't even make a toy float!" Lucas exclaimed.

"Well, she's our best option in finding Will right now!" I defended.

"She shouldn't even be here! We could have found Will by now!!" Lucas yelled back.

"ALRIGHT, STOP IT!" Mike yelled at our bickering.

"Y/n's right. She is the best option we have." Mike agreed.

After a while of talking we all got tired, so we climbed into our sleeping bags and fell asleep.

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