yousmelldead
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It was like a never ending nightmare of insanity.
Steve stared at the slime covered shedding of god knows what on his bat, shaking his head in disbelief. What the hell was happening? Sure, he should be totally cool with all of this happening as of late but honestly it was a bit much. Dustin stared at the bat, his eyes wide. "Oh shit." Dustin spoke, turning his head to stare at the now broken concrete bricks of his cellar. "Oh shit." Steve eyed the young boy, his lips coming together in a straight line as the two took a few steps closer, staring up the hole that Dart had made. This was not good, not good at all.
It wasn't long after when the two had gathered supplies in the back of Steve's car. They had managed to buy out all of the market's chicken scraps. Did Dart like chicken scraps? Who knows. Steve groaned slightly as he popped the trunk of his car, fishing out what they had packed. Steve kneeled down, organizing the backpack as Dustin spoke over the walkie talkie to Lucas. These kids were going to be the death of him. Steve shoved his nail covered bat into the backpack, slinging it over his shoulder before shutting the trunk. Lucas seemed to be shocked that Steve was even helping. "Alright, let's go." Steve said briefly grabbing one of the buckets of chicken leaving the other one for Dustin. They had to find this lizard thing before things got out of hand. He turned, not waiting for Dustin as he headed for the woods.
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Never.
Never in a million god damn years did Steve think that'd he'd be walking down a railroad track tossing bits of chicken meat out of pails with toothless looking for a giant lizard. I swear to god if this is a prank. Steve sighed, tossing a few bits of meat onto the track. It smelled awful. The older male followed in tow, watching Dustin walk along the tracks in front of him. For a kid, Dustin was actually pretty cool. He just needed some guidance. "Not everyone can have your perfect hair." Steve rolled his eyes, staring down at the tracks as he tossed a few more pieces of meat. "It's not about the hair man. The key with girls is just acting like you don't care." "Even if you do?" Dustin questioned, looking up at Steve for a moment. The dark haired guy shrugged slightly, tilting his head to the side. "Yeah exactly, it drives them nuts." Steve stated, grabbing a few more pieces of meat. "Then what?" "You just wait, till uh-" Steve continued, tossing a piece of the meat behind him. "Till you feel it." He nudged Dustin's shoulder with the back of his gloved hand. The two walked side by side down the tracks, it was actually kind of nice to be able to just talk about something so simple...like girls. This town seemed to be going crazy lately, so having a normal conversation for once was nice. Steve opened his mouth before quickly shutting it, turning to his right as the sudden movement of leaves got his attention. "What?" Steve put his hand up, placing the bucket of meat slowly on the ground before grabbing the bat in his backpack.
"Hey listen, we're armed and we're not afraid to kick your ass."
Steve shouted calmly, gripping the bat tightly in the large yellow gloves. He looked absolutely ridiculous right now.โ