Chapter 2: Strangely Busted

A/N-Sorry for any grammar mistakes, OOCness or anything else that might make this story suck. Hope you enjoy.

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*Knock knock knock* "I'm home!" Jane said loudly, facing the door of a house. She then picked up the bag she had put down in order to knock on the door. It was a nice, small normal house. Nothing too fancy and actually the size of an apartment. The door opened and then a man with a small, brown turning into white beard and brown hair. He was James Hopper, the adoptive father of Jane.

"Afternoon, El." James called Jane by one of her nicknames, "How was your walk home? You get everything, I assumed."

"Everything on the list." Jane held up the bags, "And I didn't tell them to keep the change this time."

"Because there wasn't much change to keep." He said.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"You said you got everything on the list, and I believe you. But let me see the biggest bag." He held out his hand.

Jane hesitated, but eventually handed over the bag slowly. James took the bag and looked inside. There, inside, was what he expected to see. Three extra-large boxes of Eggo waffles.

"I thought so." He said then looked at Jane, "What rules did I establish for Eggo waffles?"

"Don't get the extra-large boxes and don't get more than one."

"That's right." He said. He stayed quiet for a second before, " I can't do much about it, so I'll let it slide," He held the bag as he walked toward the fridge and put the boxes in the freezer, "this time."

'That's what you always say.' Jane thought. She walked inside and closed the door behind her.

"So, anything interesting happen on your way home?" James asked as he walked over to Jane.

"Nope." Jane set the grocery bags on the table, opened one of them and took out a carton of tomatoes.

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yep. Pretty boring." Jane said.

"Now why is it that I don't believe you?" James asked.

"That's a good question."

"I'm pretty sure you have a good answer."

"Why?"

"Because I already have the answer."

Jane stopped, 'Crap. He knows. I know he knows.'

"I'm pretty sure you don't need your psychic powers to know that I already know."

"'Just play it cool Jane.' Know what?"

"Now there's a good question." James said, "Why don't we take a look at the news to find out?"

"What's on the news right now?" She asked, both to keep up the act and with legitimate curiousness.

"Oh, it's not what's on right now. That's already passed. But the fun thing about the internet is that you can go online and look up what was recently on the TV and play it on the computer."

'Yep, he knows.'

James pulled up his laptop and turned the screen towards Jane. On it was none other than Mt. Lady, holding the lamppost Jane had thrown to her. James pressed the 'play' button on the screen.

"Here we are currently live on the scene where a huge fight had recently occurred," A female news reporter was currently standing in front of Mt. Lady, "quite literally in fact. Here we have the recently professionalized heroine known as Mt. Lady here with the story." The reporter held her microphone up to Mt. Lady, who was leaning down toward it in order to speak into it.

"So," The reporter started, "Mt. Lady. Can you give us a description of what occurred here?"

"Oh, definitely." She said, "I was fighting this giant mummy-looking thing. I have no idea where it came from, but when I got here it was just destroying random buildings. Naturally, I had to step in. That's when we started fighting. It was a while before I felt myself losing the fight. I knew I had to do something and do something fast. That's when I saw this." She held up the lamppost, "I immediately saw its usefulness and pulled it out of the ground. I swung it and hit the mummy in the face with it. I knocked it out immediately with that swing. That was how I won the fight." She beamed with pride.

"So, there's her story," The reporter said, "but we also have eyewitnesses from some citizens who were at the scene as well."

The camera panned over to the three people who Jane had seen and learned the term 'bitchin'' from.

"It was awwesomme." One of them said, "The giant mummy was like, wrecking the whole place. Then Mountain Lady just came stompin' in and just punched it in the face like-" He slowly punched the air and made an explosion-sounding noise with his mouth.

"Then," Another said, "they started fightin', and they were, like, all over the place and the whole place was gettin' wrecked."

"Then," The third started, "she just ripped a lamp outta the ground like nothin' and-" He made a motion as if swinging a baseball bat in slow motion and made another explosion sound, -and sent that thing flyin', man. Like a badass."

"And there you have it." The reporter said, facing the camera again, "A fight between two giants. The monster in question has currently been taken into containment by officials and will be dealt with accordingly. Back to you at the station,-"

James stopped the video there. He closed the laptop.

"So," He looked at Jane," wanna tell me how it really happened?"

"…No." She said.

"I know." James said, "Tell me anyway."

Jane sighed and dropped her head in an exasperated-seeming motion.

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