Hello again frands, It's been quite the time for me in the last few months so again I'm sorry for not keeping a schedule with this story. I started Uni this year, but then I got sick so I'm still trying to catch up, I also started a new job which was great when I needed a month off after only being with the company for 2 weeks. Measles are not a joke children, it's been nearly 6 weeks since I first got sick and since then I've head a myriad of health problems directly related to it. I still have an ear infection and pneumonia so yeah, not fun.

This one-shot is my favourite so far, to me it's finally getting a peak at Allison returning to herself and I live for cute wise-cracking. Enjoy!

p.s - The song I put at the start of each chapter isn't always a companion to the story, sometimes I just want you to give it a go or I might have been smashing it when I was writing, either way all good songs!

Deadly fever, please don't ever break

Be my reliever 'cause I don't self medicate
And it burns like a gin and I like it
Put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
Hurts, but I know how to hide it, kinda like it

Bad, bad news
One of us is gonna lose
I'm the powder, you're the fuse
Just add some friction

Strange Addiction - Billie Eilish

"Please be good for him. I know how much fun it is to tease him, trust me I know but he's very fragile right now." The siblings watched Steve Harrington standing at the front door of the Henderson house, a frilly pink tea-towel thrown over his shoulder and his left-hand clutching deep in his hair. The look on his handsome face was somewhere between fury and hopelessness as he watched the chaos happening on the front lawn. Spring break was nearly over but the teenagers were nowhere near sick of the heat they had been blessed with. A full-fledged water fight had broken out and Steve had no choice but to watch on in horror as the kids ran around fully dressed and screaming.

"He is never going to volunteer to do this again."

"Yeah, well Nancy and Jonathan warned him not to take all of you and he wanted to prove he could be the perfect Mom, it really is his own fault," Allison smirked watching her friend jump in surprise when the front door swung closed in the wind and smacked him on the backside. Allison waves at her brother as he jumps from the car running over to hide behind Steve's car with Will, grabbing a water balloon and greeting his friends with his wicked aim.

"Hey, Harrington! I gotta say the pink frills are a hot look. I kinda wanna buy you a matching maid's outfit and make you clean my house." Allison rests her chin on her arms which are folded across the bottom of the open window, a giant grin on her face. Steve's eyes narrow when they find his best friend and he shoots a middle finger in her direction. "Aww, Stevie don't be like that, I'm just saying I can't understand why you're single! You make a really sexy housewife."

"Don't objectify me with your male gaze, Edwards."

"You need to stop hanging out with me."

Steve breaks into a smile hopping down the stairs to get closer to her door. "What are you up to today?" He asks bending down so they are a little closer together. Allison clucked her tongue and began to wind her window up, stopping when Steve placed his hands on the top of the glass, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's the deal?"

"What did I say to you when you volunteered to take all six of the kids at the start of the week?" Steve tried to hide the guilty look on his face but failed miserably. "I'm not helping you, Harrington. I warned you this would be too much for you and you wanted to prove me wrong, besides I have to meet Melinda to train for my first meet next week." Steve looks down at his beat-up sneaker kicking the dirt in frustration.

"I didn't realise they were going to go out of their way to make this harder. I'm drowning, no pun intended." He glances over at the boys who had ganged up on the two girls forcing them to work together. They had made it terribly hard for him, but she couldn't really blame them for trying his limits; it was so much fun. When Allison had taken them minus Jane for a night last week, they had so much fun, the difference being Allison wasn't a pushover and they thought she was cool because she played D&D with them. She had solved the puzzle to the boys and Max, and they gave her no trouble. "Please help me, you're supposed to be my best friend." He pouts, throwing the full weight of his puppy eyes at her.

"It's called tough love, BFF. I owe you no loyalty." He drops the puppy eyes instantly, rolling them toward the sky, "I cannot believe you thought the puppy eyes would work on me, me, the person leading the charge on ending the travesty that is New Coke."

"What is it with you and that drink honestly?" Watching with amused eyes as his friend climbs from her car in preparation for a speech he had heard at least seven times already. "Do you really need to give the speech again, Allison, really I get it I'm sorry."

"The caviller way in which you speak of this issue leads me to believe that, yes Steven, you need to hear this speech again." Allison straightens her sports uniform before waving a hand wildly at Steve. "The injustice made to America- nay- the World's favourite beverage can no longer be overlooked. They have made it sweeter sure, but completely neglected to mention that it tastes like watered down garbage! I won't stand for it; our country did not fight for its independence from those tea drinking ninnies across the pond to succumb to such bland nonsense now." Steve stands in front of his best friend watching her eyes flash with indignation as she talks, an amused grin on his face.

"I truly admire the ability you have to somehow relate everything back to America's independence, it may be my favourite thing about you."

"Bite me, Harrington."

"I would, but I've seen you drink about twenty litres of Coke in the last two weeks in order to fuel your fire against New Coke and honestly I wouldn't be surprised if it started oozing from your skin."

"What happened to the Harrington who used to let me get away with my whims?" Allison folds her arms across her chest trying to contain her smile.

"You made him watch Pretty in pink, he died that day." Allison bursts into laughter, leaning against her car when she feels her knees grow weak. Steve had always been smart, he did a good job of hiding it behind a can of hairspray and a careless smirk, but he was always smart. Allison couldn't deny, however, hanging out with Daniel and herself had turned him into more of a smart-ass. Hearing tires rolling over the gravel of Henderson's driveway, Allison turned her head spotting Jonathans rusted beast pull up. Nancy grinned when she saw the smug look on Allison's face and the confused one on Steve's.

"Hey, heard our babysitting skills were required?" Nancy said leaning from the car, her curly hair tied up in a messy ponytail, a few pieces falling around her freckled face. Steve looks between the pair and Allison.

"I'm an activist now, Steve, and you seemed like a worthy cause." Allison joked, the look of relief on Steve's faced caused another round of chuckles from the brunette who just threw her arms around her friends' waist and squeezed tight. "I can't stay but I knew you were at your wit's end, Daniel said he saw you pull some of your own hair out yesterday and well your hair is basically the only thing you have going for you, buddy, no offence."

Squeezing back, Steve chuckled nodding a little. "No loyalty, huh." Allison shook her head pulling back to grin up at him,

"Maybe a tiny bit."