I DO NOT OWN STRANGER THINGS. WANGO TANGO BELONGS TO TED NUGENT.
Spring City, Pennsylvania.
Jonathan Byers was driving like a madman. After he got the note that Will had run off to Spring City to save Mike, he immediately got in the car and went after him. However, he made the mistake of stopping at the Wheeler house to see Nancy. He only meant to tell her that her brother was alive. Once she heard those words however, she instantly demanded to be taken to where Mike was. After an argument that he was never going to win, Jonathan ended up taking Nancy with him to Pennsylvania. They drove the 11 hour trip and arrived in the early evening on the first day of Eleven's imprisonment. Will had not given them a specific place in the note, he had only said Spring City, Pennsylvania.
"So, where do we go?" Nancy asked in despair.
"I don't know." Jonathan replied. "Let's just find a motel for the night."
Meanwhile at the hotel, Joyce Byers was having a serious conversation with her youngest son.
"What were you thinking Will?" She asked in disbelief. "Running away from home, your brother must be worried sick."
"I was trying to save Mike" Will argued.
"That's not an excuse." Joyce argued. "Your brother must be worried sick about you."
"I left him a note, it's OK." Will shot back.
"No it is not OK." Joyce insisted. "You can't just leave without telling someone and you certainly can't leave by yourself."
"I didn't, Mr. Clarke was with us." Will pointed out.
"Guys." Dustin said as he looked out the window.
"I'm trying to protect you Will!"
"You can't protect me from everything!"
"Guys!" Everyone turned to Dustin as he pointed out the window. They looked outside and saw Jonathan and Nancy getting out of Mrs. Wheeler's car.
"What in the Hell!" Chief Hopper shouted as he and Joyce ran out to the teenagers.
"Jonathan Lonnie Byers!" She shouted as the photographer looked at his furious mother.
"Mom?" Jonathan shrieked in surprise. "Did you find Will?"
"Yes, he's here." Joyce replied. "What are you doing here?"
"I came here to find him, he left me a note that said he was going to Spring City to find Mike." He explained.
"Is there anyone in Hawkins who isn't on their way here?" Jim asked in pure frustration.
"My parents." Nancy replied without a trace of sarcasm.
Back at Pennhurst, all of the patients were getting ready for lights out. Paladin was tired and sad. He wished that Eleven could be there so he could cuddle with her. However, Superintendent Weitz and his cronies were also getting ready for lights out. He had rigged the intercoms in the patient wings and sets of spotlights outside.
"Are we ready?" Weitz asked.
"All set." McLaughlin replied as Sink and Montgomery we're finishing the set up. Schnapp was in the administrative building, manning the sound system.
"Lights on!" Weitz shouted as the spot lights were turned on. All of the patients sat up and looked out at the brightness.
"What's going on?" Jacob asked as Paladin couldn't answer him.
"Start the music!" Alvin shouted as loud hard rock music began playing in the buildings.
All right! It's Zee Wango, Zee Tango.
It was being played way too loud and the kids were trying to cover their ears. Meanwhile, Eleven and Laura were up as well, trying to drown out the music.
"Please Stop!" Paladin cried out at Weitz. "The kids can't take it."
"What?" The Superintendent mocked. "The kids can't hear it? Don't cry little ones, we can turn it up!" The music got even louder as the voice of Ted Nugent screamed through the halls.
Is my baby alive? (Is my baby alive?)
Is my baby alive? (Is my baby alive?)
Is my baby alive?
She Wango'd to death
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango
Wango Tango
Wango Tango
Wango Tango
Wango Wango
Tango Tango
Wango Wango Wango Wango
Tango Tango Tango Tango
By the time the song was finished, the children crying and shaking from the overstimulation. "Wasn't That Lovely?" Weitz asked. "Let's hear it again, in fact...keep playing it all night long!" The orderlies set it up to play again as Ted Nugent came back on. While all of their dream were banging on the walls and windows begging for mercy, Eleven was angry, they were hurting Mike and she was done.
"No more!" She exclaimed as she raised her hand and concentrated. In a minute or so, the music was cut off and the lights broke. As Weitz and his cronies were cussing up a storm. Eleven wiped away her nose blood.
"Night Mike." She whispered as she went back to sleep.
WEITZ IS NEARING WITS END, BUT SO IS ELEVEN. REVIEWS NEEDED AND APPRECIATED.