Hey, everyone!

Welcome to phieillydinyia 's and BCI603 's first story!

It's phieilly here (cuz BCI apparently hates A/Ns on the first chapter) - so I'd just like to say: thank you for clicking on this. I know there's a lot of fluff at the beginning, but there's more suspense in later chapters so... enjoy the fluff. It contains Funny Dustin anyway.

Mike Wheeler waited somewhat impatiently outside his house, leaning against the bricked wall, eyes scanning the quiet road in search of a certain car.

Lucas, Will and Dustin were waiting with him as well, if you could honestly call it waiting.

Lucas and Dustin were caught up in a wrestling match, rolling around on the grass, while Will stood by the side and cheered on whoever happened to be winning.

Mike rolled his eyes at their childishness, but even he couldn't stop a wide grin spreading on his face. How could he be unhappy today? In less than an hour, he's going to see her.

And that's when he saw it; the familiar truck ricketering its way into the Wheeler residence.

The other boys saw it too, quickly pausing their fight and leaping up from the ground, casually dusting the mud and grass off their clothes.

Mike was the first one to reach the car as it halted in the driveway.

Hopper's fed up face stared back at him. "Okay, kids, get in," he sighed. Being the chauffeur to these annoying kids every Saturday was not his favourite activity, but not many other people were available to take on the job.

The four kids immediately started clamouring and arguing over who got the front seat.

"Hey!" Hopper's mildly infuriated voice rang out, shutting them all up instantly. "Will's in the front. The rest of you in the back."

These caused an uproar of complains from the boys, sans Will who smugly got comfortable in the passenger seat. While the other three piled into the back.

And then they were on their way.

Mike, sat directly behind Hopper, leaned forward eagerly, adamant to know everything. "How is she doing? Has missed us? Did she like that book that I gave her last week? Is she going-"

"Look, kid, can you not wait fifteen minutes?" Hopper shot back.

So Mike held in his excitement, staring out the window as the world around him became less busy and bustling, to more quiet and secluded; they weren't far away from the cabin now.

The car came to a stop in the middle of the woods, and everyone reluctantly got out.

This was the worst bit; the five-minute walk through the forest they had to endure without the car.

Hopper, trusting the kids who keep up, strolled on ahead, minding his own business.

The boys stayed just behind, in a clump, talking excitedly about their last D&D match.

About two minutes in, Mike started to drift off from Lucas' current topic of complaining about how Max wasn't with them (it wasn't all about how El hadn't quite warmed up to her, there just wasn't enough room in the car).

Mike shivered slightly, suddenly noticeable of how cold this particular day in March actually was.

He pulled his coat tighter around himself, trying to prevent it.

"Hey, you okay?" Dustin asked, noticing his friend's sudden shiftiness.

"Yeah," Mike repeated, matter-of-factly. "It's just cold."

"Yeah, I guess, but we'll be there soon," Dustin reminded him, and they both shrugged it off.

Mike's heart gave a little leap of joy when what had become His Favourite Place came into sight.

And while they were still at least fifty feet away, His Favourite Person smashed open the door - telekinetically or physically he wasn't sure - and came running through the forest towards them - or more directly, him - her face a look of pure joy, that it was every single week.

She ignored Hopper's loud complains to stay inside and jumped rather expertly over the tripwire, ever-growing dark curls bouncing on her head.

And then was in his arms, almost knocking them both over with the impact, letting out a happy cry of "Mike!"

"El," Mike gleefully returned, inhaling in her scent (His Favourite Scent). The guys groaned at the two, rolling their eyes and muttering under their breath. "I missed you."

"It's been a week." Hopper sighed, exasperatedly. "A week."

"It feels longer." El breathed, still clinging to Mike as she gave her dad a look of playful annoyance. Hopper rolled his eyes, motioning for them to follow him in the house.

"Come on in, it's too windy. You'll catch a cold or something." He shrugged to himself and walked inside the cabin, disappearing into his room to put his jacket up.

"What do you guys wanna do?" Mike asked, as the five of them slumped onto the couch.

"Board games?" Will suggested, quietly.

"No, we've played all of the ones we have like three times already." Dustin replied. After a few more suggestions from Mike, Lucas and Will (which were all shut down), a light bulb in Dustin's head went off, and he abruptly stood up.

"Oh! I know! We can play charades! El hasn't played that yet, right El?" She looked at him, confused.

"What is charades?" She asked, her curiosity perking up.

"It's basically this game where you act something out and other people have to figure out what you're doing." He explained.

She stared blankly at him, still confused as ever. He sighed and thought for a couple of seconds.

He tried to mimic riding a bike, and started flailing his arms and legs around, in an attempt to show El.

The boys immediately started pitching in.

"Climbing a tree!" Mike called out.

"Dancing," Will piped up.

"If that's dancing then Lord you need to work on it." Hopper said, finally walking back into the room. "You kids playing charades?" He asked.

El gave him a look and mouthed duh (a word she had learned from Dustin) as if he was supposed to know. He chuckled and held his hands up, sitting on the couch next to Will.

"Are you trying to find toilet paper after taking a dump or something? What the hell?" Lucas guessed, which caused Mike and Will to burst out laughing.

Dustin shook his head and flipped Lucas off when Hopper wasn't looking.

Dustin held his arms out straight and continued doing the kicking motion.

"Um, um, um…" Mike said, snapping his fingers as he tried to think.

"Um what?" Lucas asked, snapping his fingers in Mike's face.

"I will smack you." Mike retorted.

"Stay on topic!" Dustin exclaimed, speeding up his motion.

"Riding a motorcycle?" Hopper suggested. Dustin shook his head and began moving his legs as if he was marching.

"Oh! Riding a bike!" Mike said, clapping his hands when he figured it out. Dustin finally stopped, leaning over and resting on his knees, breathing heavily.

"It's about time! Jeez you guys are idiots." He shook his head.

El grinned at Mike and kissed his cheek, and he immediately turned pink as the boys chuckled.

"I like charades," she stated, decisively.

Dustin triumphantly punched the air, glad his suggestion was a winner. El giggled.

"Who's next?" Dusting asked.

"I'm good." Mike said, shaking his head.

"I'm not good at it." Lucas said. "I wouldn't look as dumb as you, but you know." He shrugged. Dustin stuck his tongue out at him.

"You go." El said, looking at Hopper. He pointed at himself.

"Me?"

"Yes!"

"I don't know-"

"Come on! It's fun!" Hopper sighed and stood up.

"What should I do?" he asked.

Dustin, smirking, grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down to his level, whispering in his ear. If looks could kill, Dustin would be as dead as dead can get.

Hopper groaned internally and stood where Dustin once was. Dustin sat down smugly in Hopper's place.

El watched him intently as he started moving his arms in a circular motion and kind of started jumping.

"Uh, fishing?" Will asked, eyebrows raised.

"What?" Mike deadpanned. "Uh, skydiving? I don't know."

Will stared at him, baffled. "How is that more normal than fishing?"

"Swimming with no arms!" Lucas exclaimed, genuinely thinking it was the answer.

"Dude if he was swimming with no arms he wouldn't be moving them." Mike said, rolling his eyes.

"Um, jumping rope?" El asked timidly.

Hopper grinned and pointed at her. "That's right!"

El smiled back, pleased.

"How about you go next, El?" Mike suggested, warmly.

She bit her lip, considering it, and nodded, grinning. He whispered in her ear what she should do and she nodded in agreement, standing up to do just that.

Hopper sat in her spot and she stood where he'd been.

She thought for a couple seconds, and then looked at the stack of books and random magazines sitting on the floor in the corner. She tilted her head down, staring at them, and one by one they floated towards her. She put a couple of them above her head, then a couple more underneath those, making a special pattern.

"Hey that's cheating!" Dustin complained, loudly.

"It doesn't say in the charades rule book that you can't use telekinesis!" Mike argued back, with a smirk.

"Is there even a rule book?" Will asked, raising an eyebrow at the two.

"Are the books supposed to be dancing?" Lucas asked, jokingly.

"Moving house?" Will guessed.

"Does that look like a house to you?" Mike remarked.

"Alright, Mr. Sassy pants." Hopper gave the boy a look that made him laugh.

"Working at WalMart!" Dustin said, confidently. El looked at him, curious as to what Wal-mart was.

"Oh! Stacking books on a shelf!" Mike exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. He didn't want El to get upset because no one could figure it out.

El let out a laugh and nodded vigorously, the books and objects falling to the floor with a clatter.

"Hey! No fair, you told her to do that!" Dustin grumbled, picking up a pillow and throwing it at him.

Dustin paused for a moment, thinking. "Speaking of Walmart, I am pretty hungry." He looked over at Hopper. "You got any food, Hopp?"

Before Hopper had a chance to answer, El said, "No."

"What do you mean, no? There's plenty of food." Hopper told her.

"No eggos." She stated, sadly.

There was a pause, before she looked intently at Hopper, giving her best puppy-eyes impression.

Hopper rubbed his face. "Kid, I can't get eggos now. I have to keep an eye on you lot."

"We'll be okay!" Lucas insisted.

"Yeah, we're all here," Dustin smirked, and looked at Mike. "It's not like it's just Mike and El alone. We won't let them do anything."

"Please?" El begged, not breaking eye contact.

It wasn't like he could resist that look. Hopper sighed, giving each child in the room a long death glare. "Alright. I'm trusting you lot."

A cheer erupted from the cluster of children in the room.

"Don't get too excited," Hopper called back, retrieving his jacket. When he came back in, he added, "I'll only be one thirty minutes tops. I'd stay inside if I were you, it's freezing out there."

The kids all nodded solemnly, as he headed towards the front door. "Be good," he warned, before the door shut behind him.

Almost immediately, Dustin grabbed his bag and started plundering through it, tossing random stuff out of it, until he found a little booklet and pulled out a stack of paper.

"So, I've planned ahead, and I was thinking we could do some origami." He stated proudly. The others looked at him like he was crazy.

"What's origami?" She asked.

"It's when you fold pieces of paper to make it look like an object or an animal." Dustin explained. "Like a dog, for example."

"Origami?" Lucas asked, making an unimpressed face.

"Why origami of all things?" Will asked.

"I thought it'd be cool!" He exclaimed. "My mom does it, but I'm better at it."

"Sure." Lucas mumbled.

"What was that?" Dustin asked, turning to look at him.

"Uh, nothing." He shook his head and Mike snorted.

"Anyways, I'm gonna show you guys how to make a swan." Dustin informed them, giving them each a piece of paper. Mike rolled his eyes and Lucas just groaned, but took the paper anyway.

Will and El were the only ones to seem somewhat interested in it."Okay so, you fold it like this, like this, like this…"He continued folding the paper and showing them, but Will was the closest, El came next, and that was mainly because Mike and Lucas hardly even tried. "You two suck." Dustin stated, matter of factly.