Yeah, sorry for the late update. I'm literally done with college now, so I should have more time than I had before with updating this. But COVID-19...I'm not gonna lie, this pandemic is making me develop the worst writer's block. Just...no inspiration to write. And COVID-19's hitting HARD here in the U.S.
And not only is COVID-19 giving me writer's block, a few other things were getting me down as well:
-Sorry to those that enjoyed The Last of Us Part II, but I hated it. And this is coming from someone that blocked out any information the leaks gave out. It just felt like a betrayal to anyone that gave a shit about the world and characters of the previous game. I won't go into a full-on rant about it, but I'll just state my problems here. The fact that the entire story is another tired revenge plot is a betrayal to the ending of the first and way too heavily-biased, pre-established characters are contrived to serve the plot, Abby's a trash character and her personality's dependent on the plot, the plot involving her, WLF, and the Scars could've been a game all on its own, the plot armor is more glaringly obvious, that one scene with Abby and her love interest was unnecessary, misery porn =/= good, subverting expectations =/= good, Joel's death could've been done later and made him a lot less like a plot device, the pacing is atrocious, Abby's friends aren't good characters (with the exception of Yara and Lev), the gameplay really didn't improve much, humans being the villains during a zombie apocalypse is boring and not well-written in the game, the overall writing's emotionally-manipulative, and the brutality is just there to cover up everything else for the sake of quality. Thanks for listening to my TED talk.
-Two of my favorite people on earth, Cryaotic and Bassnectar, turn out to be gross. Bassnectar's allegedly groomed younger fans, but his sudden disappearance is suspicious and Cry's apparently admitted to being gross and is taking his time to form a better apology? I don't know, but this hurts.
-A couple of voice actors are stepping down from POC roles because of "participation in white-washing". As a biracial girl myself, the reason for Jenny Slate stepping down as the voice of a biracial character actually hurt me. Like, what are supposed to sound like? Yeah, yeah, we need more rep, but this isn't it. Just hire more POC voice actors, because there are roles POC take that doesn't concern their race (Dante Brasco, a Filipino-American, voicing Prince Zuko, anyone?). We don't need to get jobs out of pity, please. Also, make the anime dub voice actors apologize for voicing Japanese characters while you're at it.
-Twitter is gross and I'm not as active on it anymore. I knew that when I signed up for it, but Jesus, this platform is not more than a nuclear wasteland. Everyone's in their final form and they're the worst version of themselves. They unironically say and participate in things they wouldn't have the guts to say or do in real life and I'm afraid those people are having an impact. And the stans, don't get me started on them. Not only did my generation bastardize the term, they, as well as people older, pretty much are the original term. Mix that in with them being in their final forms and you got the worst versions of the fans of their specified fandom. Ugh, I wish that entire platform was shut down.
Sorry for all the ranting, I needed to get all that off of my chest. And you're free to disagree with me on any of these. But yeah, those things were bringing me down along with this pandemic. 2020 is 2016 remastered, isn't it? But I'll try to manage to break through it and update this fanfic. I really do miss writing this and I want to complete it!
So, with all that said, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!
So, Steve, Robin, Dustin, and Erica all got into a Russian elevator with green stuff in the containers. Then that elevator went down pretty fast enough to scare the shit out of everything. Then Dustin stopped it by pressing buttons...at least, most of them think. And THEN, Erica went off on one about spending the night at Tiana's, and then supposed to be at Uncle Jack's party, in which Steve clearly yelled out, "I don't CARE about Tiana! Or Uncle Jack!" She took offense to that while he rubbed his face...thinking about Kali.
His eyes widened at the thought of her. "Oh my God..." he muttered.
Robin gave him a weird look. "What?" she asked.
"Kali." He looked at Dustin, who was just as worried. "Shit, now there's NO way to reach her!"
Erica looked confused. "Who's Kali?"
"Steve's girlfriend," Robin answered.
Now she looked weirded out. "You're thinking of your GIRLFRIEND at a time like THIS?!"
He gave her a sharp glare. "We were both trying to find out the conspiracy behind the Russians and these rats-"
She looked more weirded out. "RATS? What the hell does RATS have to do with anything?!"
He gave her an ironic and impatient smile. "That's what we're trying to find out, but NOW WE CAN'T!" He unsuccessfully shoved a box and turned his back on them. He leaned against the wall with his forearm and sighed. He knew Kali would be worried sick about him if he didn't come back as soon as possible...just like last year when she suddenly disappeared without notice. But she came back and apologized, so he'll do the same...and apologize profusely.
"Hey," Dustin said, everyone giving him their attention. "What if we climbed out?" He then pointed at a safety hatch from above. Maybe there was a bit of hope after all.
Little did they know that they would only climb up the hatch...and nothing more.
Early in the morning, still wearing the same outfit as before, Kali was on the phone outside of the hospital, trying to call Steve. But there was no answer from her multiple attempts, making her worried. His parents were also out of town, so Steve didn't come back home yet. "Damn it," she muttered before hanging the line. She sighed deeply, wondering what the hell he could be doing to not be home. Whatever it was...she hoped he'll be alright.
She then thought about calling Jonathan. She was sure he was still pissed at her, and rightfully so, but he was still a friend and he should know about this. After all...they wouldn't be friends after all the shit they went through.
She picked up the phone, inserted a quarter, and dialed his number, holding the receiver to her ear. After a minute, it went to voicemail, making her sigh and try again. There was no way she could not tell him about this, no matter how mad he was at her. After another minute, he answered in an annoyed, weary tone, "Hello?!"
She tensed up at that, but she answered, "Jonathan, I need to tell you something." She heard him scoff.
"You even know what time it is?"
She rolled her eyes. "Just listen to me-"
"It's 6 in the morning and I, uh, had a late night with Fagin and the gang." Right, due to their friendship, Jonathan was able to open up a bit more and get new friends. But even so... "So, uh-"
"I'm at the hospital with Doris."
There was a pause. "What?"
"She's been sedated for a few hours and they're running tests, so-"
She heard him scoff again. "Please tell me you're joking, Kal."
Now she scoffed. "I'm not and you can save your lecture on me being an insane, irrational, and out-of-touch bitch for later." He groaned. "Can you please put your brother on the phone so I can talk to him?"
"What?!"
"Jonathan, please." The only one who could know about this was his little brother, after all.
A few seconds later, he answered, "He's not even here."
Kali looked up with a worried expression, then looked straight and spoke up, "You know where he is?" No answer. "Is he safe?"
Now he sounded worried. "Wh-why wouldn't he be safe?" She didn't answer, thinking about the worst that could happen...if...
"Kali...? Why wouldn't he be safe?!"
After having a busted engine, Jim decided to try and fix it while Joyce was just trying to talk to Smirnoff, the Russian scientist they got in Hess Farm. Apparently...he's Russian, and so was the buddy with him and the Arnold Schwarzenegger-sounding man. However, with the stress of not being able to fix the damn thing, all of their chattering was annoying the hell out of him.
He stopped trying for a moment, turned to the two of them, and said in pure irritation, "Jesus, Joyce, could you two be any more louder?" She and "Smirnoff" looked back at him, surprised and puzzled. "I'm tryin'a fix the damn engine here."
The brunette looked at the Russian and put up on finger. "Just a minute," she whispered to him before walking towards Hopper. "What's going on?"
He sighed, looking at the engine again. "Still can't find the problem of this damn thing. Mind helping?"
She sighed. "Sure. Couldn't find out new information from Alexei."
He handed her the keys, but looked confused. "Alexei?"
She raised her eyebrows. "His name's not Smirnoff."
He scoffed and grinned. "Whatever." She had a grin on her face before getting into the car. "Make sure it stays in park!"
"Okay!" She then used the keys to start up the car as Jim wiped his brow with a cloth. There was a bit of revving up...before it went flat, nothing happening but an electric crackle. She sighed and said, "It's not working!"
He sighed as well before replying, "Try again." And so she did. He muttered a curse when he heard the engine sputter, making him get in to see what was up. Little did they both know that Alexei spotted something wrong and tried to warn them about it.
But the engine blew up.
So much for that.
And that would lead to Jim being more irritated than before.
In a familiar darkness, Mike saw his adoptive father swat at some bugs, letting out a couple yelps. "Damn it," he heard him mutter as he kept moving forward.
"I found him," he said to the rest of the kids and two adults, who were all back in the basement. His nose bled a little and the TV was on static. He had a blindfold on.
"Where is he?" Terry asked.
"Woods."
They all looked puzzled. "Woods?" Lucas questioned.
"He's with...Ms. Byers."
Wil's eyes grew large, being shocked. "M-my mom?"
"What are they doing?" asked Max.
"They're going to..." Even with the blindfold on, he looked confused. "Ill...annoy?"
Terry's eyes widened and she leaned forward with Andrew. "Illinois? The state?" the man asked. The boy took his blindfold off and shrugged.
"Mike, do you remember when I brought that map a couple months ago?" Jane asked him. The boy looked at her and nodded. "The 21st state? It's right next to Indiana?"
He just shrugged again and replied, "I-Ill-annoy." She sighed.
...
Later, the adults went upstairs to talk to Carl and Becky about why they're going to be gone with the kids later. Meanwhile, the boys were in the basement bathroom together. Lucas held a small bath cloth and wet the tip with water. He used that wipe the blood off of his nose. He tilted his head upward, revealing the scar on his throat from the choking. The freckled boy nicked at it a little with his finger.
"Still hurt?" Will asked.
They all looked at the mirror, his fingers at the scar. "Only when I talk," he answered.
Lucas chuckled a little. "At least you're not Max. You'd talk up a storm and be in constant pain." He laughed a little, Mike doing the same. Will didn't though.
"I feel bad for her."
Lucas wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "We all do."
Will did the same, nodding. "Yeah. I hope we could save Billy."
"As much as I hate the guy...me too."
...
Jane was pacing around. "So Hopper couldn't get off my back the whole summer and now he's hiking with Ms. Byers to Illinois?" Max nodded in agreement, sitting on the couch. "And Dustin's M.I.A. too! This can't be a coincidence!"
"Yeah, but..." Max said, sighing. "They're not here, so it's up to us now."
The brown-haired tomboy began to look frustrated. "Yeah, but what can we do?"
"Find Billy and stop him-"
"But what else?" She aimed her hand towards the bathroom. "Even if Mike could find him again, and I'm using a pretty big IF, then what?"
"We, um...burn that Mind Flayer stuff out of him and make sure that..." She paused. "He won't escape easily."
"And then what?"
"Billy will be fine and we win."
"But..." She buried her face in her hands, Max frowning. She removed her hands from her face and faced her female friend. "We got the Mind Flayer out of Will and it came right back." The redhead looked down, fumbling with her fingers. "We can't JUST stop Billy, we also have to stop the Mind Flayer."
Max threw her hands up, looking Jane straight at the face. "And how the hell do we do that?"
"I don't know!" She then slowly looked at the bathroom door, thinking of Mike. "Maybe Mike knows?"
Max sighed once more and got up from the couch. "Why are they still in there?"
Jane shrugged. "I don't know."
She then scoffed. "You know what? Boys just LOVE hanging out in bathrooms. That must be it." Jane shrugged again. She couldn't confirm since she wasn't a guy herself, so she couldn't hang out with her guy friends in a bathroom. Max's eyes then widened, her looking at Jane. "What if they're conspiring against you?"
Jane looked at her with wide eyes. "What?"
"They're probably still pissed off on how you acted at the mall a few days ago, so-"
"I-I already apologized to Mike." That surprised her friend. "And Will." She sighed and crossed her arms. "I should apologize to Lucas too. I was way out of line by calling him names."
Max took a deep breath. After hearing what Kali and Steve had to say and thinking about it, maybe she should apologize to them as well for defending her. Being a bitch didn't work out for her in the past...why would it work for her now?
...
The boys had heard the girls talk, thinking about what they've said. Lucas clicked his tongue. "Of course Max thinks we're conspiring against Jane." He blew raspberries, waving his hand down. "Never fails to really know." He looked at his friends' faces. Mike was still looking at the door while Will looked down solemnly. He frowned, becoming concerned for the two of them. "Hey." Will looked at him, but Mike still kept his stare at the door.
The auburn-haired boy shook his shoulder and said, "Mike." He blinked and looked at him. He got that...feeling again, but swallowed it down and asked him, "Are you still...?" He trailed off, thinking of the answer to the question he was going to ask.
Mike looked puzzled. "Am I still what?" Will looked downcast by the answer he was thinking, concerning Mike and Lucas more. "Will?"
He snapped out of his thoughts and asked, "Still dizzy from visiting?"
He shook his head. "Not anymore." Will nodded, refusing to look at him now.
...
"Y'know, it's pretty weird that the kids know about Andrew already," Becky said, bouncing Tina on her lap while sitting on the couch. "But I'm not complainin'. I'm sure he does have some fun stuff planned for them."
Both the adults nodded and smiled at her. "Yeah, of course," the man mentioned replied, getting a smile out of her.
"So when will you guys be back?"
They both exchanged glances before looking at her. "Eight," Terry answered...as well as Andrew. They looked at each other again and laughed a little. Becky began grinning. They both looked at her one more time, their smiles faltering a little. "What're you smiling about?"
She shrugged. "Nothing." Tina cooed and that made her mom stop bouncing her. "Who's Mama's little goo-goo~?" Tina cooed, being held to face her mother.
Andrew smiled again before he and Terry faced away from her, going the direction to the stairs. "Your sister's pretty cool," he whispered.
She smiled at him and answered, "Thanks." She DID know why Becky grinned like that though. It was pretty typical. "So, we're settled on visiting the Holloways?"
He nodded. "Yeah, but we can't just go in there. We'll have to make sure-" He was cut off by the sound of the doorbell. Neither of them were far from the door, so Terry went for it.
"I got it!" Becky said.
"No, I do," Terry retorted playfully, getting a chuckle out of her sister. She finally got in front of the door and opened it...seeing a worried Kali and Jonathan right there. She looked surprised to see them. "Oh, hi, Kali, Jonathan."
"Is Will here?" Jonathan asked, sounding worried.
She gave him a concerned look. "Yes."
"Is he alright?"
"Yes." She leaned her forearm against the doorway. "Why are you asking?"
"What about Jane?" Kali asked, also sounding worried.
She simply nodded, still looking concerned. "What's going on?"
Kali shook her head. "Not here, Mum. Downstairs." She could by the looks on their faces that what they wanted to share had something to do with the Mind Flayer.
"Kids are down there too and Andrew..." She stopped herself, knowing these two don't know about him yet.
Both teens looked puzzled. "Andrew?" Jonathan questioned.
"He's still here?"
"He knows about...'him'." Both of the teens looked shocked to hear about that. "One of his friends is possessed."
"What?" they both asked at the same time.
The four had stayed in the area of the elevator because where else could they go? As Steve and Dustin were arguing a bit over the use of the walkie-talkie, the curly-haired boy said, "Listen, I know being far away from Kali sucks ass right now, but can you just stay calm?"
Steve huffed, standing up. "She's gonna be worried sick."
"Just like you were about her last year, but she came back."
"Doesn't mean it's a good feeling, dude." He placed his hands on his hips.
"I know." The teen looked at him. "But I'm sure she's strong enough to bear it while we try to find a way out of here." He chuckled a little, looking away from his favorite kid. That girl was always strong...one of the things he loved about her.
He walked towards the edge of the elevator and replied, "You're right. Still, after talking to Robin last night, we came to the conclusion that we're nowhere and now..." He stopped at the edge. "After 8 hours, we're still nowhere, so that's just another reason why I'm cranky." And then he unbuckled his shorts to take a leak, telling Dustin to look away.
The teens joined everyone else in the basement, Kali telling everyone about what happened at the hospital. "It was the SAME thing that happened to Will last year," she told them, deadly serious. "The EXACT SAME THING." She then got out the papers she stole from the hospital and put it on the table for everyone to see. "Look at this, look at the temperatures." They all leaned in and saw the numbers...from 96.2 degrees to 95.
"Oh my god..." Terry muttered.
Will pointed at the 95 and looked up at the teens. "He likes it cold," he stated.
Jane looked a bit weirded out. "So, the old lady that ate the fertilizer-"
Kali glared at her sister. "Mrs. Driscoll."
She rolled her eyes. "Okay, Mrs. Driscoll. When did that happen?"
"Last night."
"What time last night?" Terry asked.
She now looked at her mother. "Around 9."
That made Jonathan look concerned. "Hold on, you were waiting all night to call?"
She looked at him. "I was waiting for the doctors to run some tests."
This was news to Terry. "You didn't go back home?"
"I called Aunt Becky and told her I was staying at Jonathan's." That made her guy friend scoff.
"And you weren't there?" Will asked his older brother.
He sighed and shrugged. "Well, I'm here now."
Now Kali rolled her eyes and muttered, "Oh joy." Andrew and the kids cringed while Terry looked concerned. She cleared her throat and faced everyone. "Anyway, when was the sauna test?"
"Around 9," the rest of the group answered in unison.
Her eyes lit up. "That's it, then. That proves my theory that-"
"She's flayed...like Billy," Jane answered, her sister nodding but looking puzzled.
Jonathan looked just as puzzled. "Flayed?"
"That's what the Mind Flayer does, flays people. He takes over their mind and then they become him."
Hearing this made Andrew and Terry worried. "So, if there are three 'flayed'..." he asked.
"Then we'll have to assume there's more," Will added.
One instance came to Mike's mind. "Heather." Everyone turned to look at him, the adults having wide eyes. "He was...doing something to her." He looked scared. "She was scared...and screaming."
"Shit, you saw that too?" The boys looked at Andrew in surprise.
"You did?"
He shook his head. "My...friend, Stacey, saw it too. Was following him and then..." He looked down, taking a deep breath and shaking his head. "When she saw it, she got the hell out. Told me and...my other friend, Dave."
The teens looked puzzled, Kali holding up a hand. "I don't mean to interrupt, but who's Heather?"
Terry looked at her. "Heather Holloway. You know her, right?"
Her eyes widened, meeting with Jonathan's, looking just as shocked. They both knew what this meant...
"Tom."
...
The entire group then went outside, going to Andrew's van. He opened the side door and let everyone in. The teens looked surprised at how hippy-like the decorations were. "Mum, you're friends with a hippy?" Kali asked. Terry sighed while Andrew laughed a little.
"That's what I was thinking..." Jonathan murmured.
Andrew closed the side door and the two adults went into the front, buckling themselves. The long-haired man got his keys and started up the van, driving away to the Holloway's.
While Joyce and Jim were arguing about what happened earlier, Joyce told him that maybe if he listened to Alexei, he would've never blew up the engine. That made him scoff. "So now you're FRIENDS with the enemy?" he asked dryly and semi-sarcastically.
She looked at him with a raised brow. "He's been friendly so far."
"That's how they earn your trust and stab ya in the back, Joyce."
They both stopped walking, facing each other. Now her brows furrowed. "You think I don't know how that feels, Jim?"
He swatted a biting fly away from him. "I'm saying that you shouldn't trust him one hundred percent."
She waved her arm. "And look where that brought us."
He scoffed again. "So you think us walking now, that's MY fault?"
She shook her head. "No, I'm not saying that. I mean-" She stopped talking when they both heard leaves rustling. They both then noticed that Alexei was running off.
"Oh no, you're not going anywhere, Smirnoff!" Jim cried out as he ran after him.
"Alexei, wait!" Joyce also cried out, following suit.
...
Alexei had found a 7-11, much to Jim and Joyce's surprise and relief. While the men were stocking up, Joyce used the payphone to call Terry...except it wasn't her that picked up the phone, it was Becky. "Hey, Becky, it's Joyce," she greeted.
"Oh hey, Joyce!" Becky greeted back happily. The brunette could hear a bit of cooing in the background, her smiling and knowing it was Tina. "I'm surprised I haven't seen ya this summer. Where've you been?"
She sighed. "I've been, uh, busy."
"'Busy.'"
She chuckled. "It's a long story." She cleared her throat. "Anyways, uh, where's Terry?"
"Oh, she and Andrew are taking the kids to the mall."
That new name surprised her. "Andrew?"
"Oh yeah! He's a friend of hers-" She faked a cough. "Apparently." Joyce raised an eyebrow. Terry getting another guy friend...who COULD be someone more...
"Interesting."
"I know, right?"
She blinked, knowing that he wasn't important right now. She asked as the men got out of the store, "But, um, she's at the mall?"
"Yup."
"Including Will?"
"And Jonathan, surprisingly."
Her eyes widened. "Jonathan?"
"Yeah, they're all just going there as a group, like it's a field trip or something."
That sounded way too unusual for this to be normal. Maybe they were somewhere else...investigating something. "That's odd, but...as long as my kids are safe."
"I'm sure they are, Joyce."
She smiled before seeing what was going on with Jim, Alexei, and some guy trying to fill the tank of his car. She looked both concerned and weirded out. "Well, okay, that's all I wanted to know."
"Alright." It seemed Jim was trying to convince the man...to take his car?
"By the way, I heard you and Carl are visiting..."
"Uh-huh."
"And...Tina?"
She heard her gasp. "That's right! My cute little girl's in this world now! Say hi to Joyce, Tina." She then heard a bit more cooing, then sucking. Hearing that nearly calmed her, thinking about when her sons were small babies.
Nearly because what the hell was Jim doing?
"Uh...goo-goo to you too, Tina." That got a laugh from Becky. "Can you tell your mommy that I need to go?" Before there was an answer from Becky, she hung up the phone and marched towards Hopper and Alexei to see what was going on.
"Joyce?" Becky asked, looking weirded out by that response. She shrugged and hung up the phone, looking at her daughter sucking her fist.
Carl, who was sitting next to her on the couch and was watching the news, asked, "Was she just checking up?"
She looked at him and nodded, having her little daughter crawl from her lap onto his. "Yeah."
The group had finally arrived at the Holloway's, parking right onto their driveway. They all got out of the van and went to the front door. Kali and Jonathan were in front of everyone else, ringing the doorbell and waiting for an answer...an answer that never came for a minute and a half. Even with ringing it multiple times, there were no answer. The teens looked at Mike and so did everyone else. He knew what to do, tilting his head down and focusing on unlocking and opening the door. He did so, everyone walking inside as one of the kids closed the door behind them. They all suddenly felt a wave of chill hit them as each went inside, but decided to ignore it at the moment.
"Tom?" Kali called out, she and everyone else looking around. "Heather?" There was no kind of answer from either.
Andrew held his arms together and muttered, "So cold in here..." Everyone else had silently agreed with him. He didn't remember this house being cold on...that night.
They then got into the living room, suddenly being hit by an odd and gross smell. Terry, now in front with Andrew, turned to the rest and asked, "Do you guys smell that?" Everyone sniffed, nodding. They then walked into the kitchen, confirming their suspicions of the smell...
A mixture of cleaning products and chemicals.
Terry covered her mouth and Kali's eyes widened and she muttered, "Oh God..." Everyone else looked surprised and grossed out by the clearly-used bottles and cans.
"Chemicals..." Terry stated.
"More of them," Kali added as she walked forward and everyone else followed suit. They took a closer look at the chemicals, having been a mess on the table they're on.
Jonathan grabbed a can of cleaning power from the kitchen counter, also littered with used cleaning chemicals. "So, you think they're just chugging down this sh-stuff?" he asked Kali, censoring himself for Terry.
"You think they went on the world's largest cleaning spree?" Kali replied, cold yet sarcastic as she examined what was on the table. Andrew looked aghast at even the thought of Stacey digesting all of this back at her home.
Max looked puzzled. "But, wait, Will didn't eat any chemicals last year."
Terry looked at the auburn-haired boy. "You didn't, right?"
"I didn't," he answered, solemn. "This is something new."
Jane's eyes suddenly widened when she remembered something. "Guys." The kids looked at her, then the adults and Jonathan. Kali was still picking up and examining the chemicals. However, the brown-haired tomboy looked at her guy friends specifically. "Remember the 5th grade, Mr. Clarke, posit?" Mike and Max felt left out, not knowing what she was talking about. "What happens when you mix different chemicals together?"
Lucas and Will answered at the same time, "You create a new substance."
She nodded. "Then maybe they're making something."
Almost everyone was puzzled. "In themselves?" Max asked, shaking her head. "There's no way."
"If anyone digests any of this, especially together, it'll kill you," Andrew stated.
"Yeah, if you're human," Lucas replied to him.
Kali was thinking about what they said. Drinking this to mix within themselves...sure, drinking these would be a killer, but...Lucas had a point.
Stopping here. I hope this chapter was worth it after all that waiting! Any typos or mistakes I might've missed?
Poor Steve, now stuck what he thinks is bum-butt nowhere, with no way to communicate with Kali...
Hope I wrote the scenes with just the kids well. There was still a bit of conflict there.
I'm pretty sure I misspelled the Holloway's last name in previous chapter. I can go back and fix them during my editing sweep.
Oh wow, look at Hopper and Joyce acting like adults and not horny teenagers. I even made their argument a lot less overpossessive. Seriously, the writers thought writing their relationship like that was charming and funny?
Keep supporting this fanfic like you guys do and I'll see you in the next chapter!