I DO NOT OWN STRANGER THINGS. SHOUTOUT TO EVERYONE WHO HAS CREATED A CHARACTER.
Rockford Police Department. Rockford, Illinois.
Detective Robert Armistead marched into the Rockford Police Department and made a beeline for the office of Sheriff Eric Floyd.
"The Sheriff is taking a phone call from Mayor McGaw." The secretary insisted as Robert stormed past her. As he entered the office, he could hear Sheriff Floyd talking with the mayor.
"You listen to me Mr. Mayor, I don't give a damn what Frank Collin wants!" the Sheriff exclaimed. "If you think that I'm going to provide the American Nazi Party with police protection so that they can March through Rockford, you are out of your damn mind! He can find somewhere else to preach his message."
"Uh hum." Robert signaled to his boss that he needed to talk, earning a sigh.
"Mayor McGaw, if the Nazis come to Rockford, I will not waste valuable police manpower to protect those bastards, this conversation is over!" Eric declared as he hung up. "Robert, please tell me you have some good news."
"I got a lead on the dry drowning case." The detective replied as he laid something down on Sheriff Floyd's desk. Upon closer inspection, it was a shirt tag that had something embroidered on it.
"Made in Hawkins, where in the Hell is Hawkins?" The Sheriff asked curiously.
"That's what I was wondering." Robert replied. "I found 3 towns called Hawkins: one in Texas, one in Wisconsin, and one in Indiana. Now, the one in Indiana is closest, so I'm thinking of starting there."
"So…you're asking me to give you the green light to go on a wild goose chase?" Eric inquired.
"You said it yourself that this case would gnaw at me if I didn't solve it." Armistead pointed out as the sheriff heaved a sigh.
"Fine…you check out this Hoosier backwater if you must, but if this doesn't pan out…I need you to let it go." Floyd conceded as the detective headed out the door.
McDonald's. Rockford. Illinois. Later that day.
After enjoying the water park, the gang had decided to call it a day and grab some grub at the local McDonald's. Gabe drove Sev and the others to the fast food joint after they had all dried and changed back into their normal attire. AJ and Dawna decided to walk, since the McDonald's was not too far from Gabe's place. As Sev walked inside, his nose was immediately assaulted by the delicious smells of the food being cooked.
"Good smells..." Sev remarked as he inhaled the scent of greasy food with a smile.
"Trust me dude, McDonald's has the grooviest food, prepare to have your taste buds rocked to infinity." AJ insisted as Tara stepped up to the counter.
"Let's just order some hamburgers and chicken mcnuggets and french fries, keep it simple?" Tara offered as she didn't really feel like having to keep track of 7 different orders at once. Luckily, this suggestion was well received by the others and they all pooled together their cash to pay for it, seemingly as it was the only fair thing to do so that no one had to foot the entire bill; especially since Sev didn't have a dime to his name. In the end, Tara ordered 7 hamburgers, 3 orders of large fries, and a 20 piece order of chicken mcnuggets. Thankfully, the group had just enough money to cover the feast. As they sat down to dig in, they told AJ and Dawna about the fun they had missed at the water park.
"Hold up, Sev did what?" Dawna asked in disbelief at the stories she was being told.
"Well, Naty was bitching about the lazy river being too slow, so Sev used his powers to move our tubes faster." Jackie explained as Sev smiled at the thought of their tubes racing through the lazy river ride.
"And you're telling me that no one noticed?" AJ asked with equal disbelief.
"Nope, they just thought that we were all kicking our feet really fast." Gabe replied with a chuckle as he gave Sev a friendly shoulder pound.
"That is so groovy!" Dawna exclaimed as Tara dabbed some ketchup on Sev's nose.
"That's Sev, the grooviest." Tara teased as a small blush appeared on his cheeks.
"Grooviest." he replied with a smile. Unfortunately, his joy was short lived as some jocks wearing Letterman jackets came into the McDonald's and stopped the group and Naty in particular.
"Hey Naty, remind me again why you hang out with these lame-o's? You could be having fun with us instead." one of them asked as he chuckled at his own expense. It was clear that he was trying to make a pass at the cheerleader.
"Your idea of fun is only a minute long." Naty teased back as this earned laughs from the others.
"Come on Naty, we're only playing." another of the jocks insisted awkwardly.
"Well, how bout you go play with yourselves." Naty shot back with spice.
"Ah, have fun with those losers...spook!" the head jock replied as he moved to leave while earning a look of hatred from Naty. Before she could answer, Sev already put a plan in motion. He lifted some water from Gabe's cup and splashed it on the jock's jeans; on his crotch area to be specific. Soon enough, his friends caught on.
"Holy crap dude...you just pissed your pants!" Gabe said as they group began breaking out into laughs.
"No I didn't..." the jock insisted as even his friends began chuckling.
"Maybe you should call your mommy to have her clean you up." Tara teased in a childish voice as the douche was utterly humiliated.
"Get bent, all of you!" he yelled as he rushed from the fast food joint. Meanwhile, the rest of the group turned to Sev who used a napkin to wipe the blood from his nose.
"Man, that was freaking sweet!" Gabe said with a grin as everyone was congratulating Sev on putting the douche in his place. Even Naty offered him a small smile.
"Thanks Sev..." she said quietly as Sev grinned at her.
"You're welcome." he said as Tara wrapped him in a hug.
"You're awesome, you know that." she insisted as Sev returned the hug, enjoying the approval from his friends.
NEXT TIME, WE GET OUR FIRST STRANGER THINGS CAMEO. REVIEWS NEEDED AND APPRECIATED.