𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐎𝐍𝐄
'𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘍𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴'
YOU SPIN AROUND HAPPILY IN YOUR FRESHLY MADE GHOST COSTUME.well, really it was just a sheet with the eyes cut out, but who would put in more effort than that for a ghost.you were grinning from ear-to-ear, very proud of your new costume that went down to your feet.eleven had a matching one on as you both exit the bedroom and walk over to hopper, standing silently behind him.he was cooking breakfast and didn't seem to notice either of you for a while.but eventually, he turned around, jumping and shouting "oh, jesus!""ghost" eleven says."yeah, i see that" hopper says, unimpressed."halloween" eleven continues, you both shuffling your feet to turn and watch hopper as he puts two plates of french toast on the table."sure is, but right now it's breakfast, okay?" he puts the pan in the sink, "come on, let's eat" he grabs his cup of coffee."they wouldn't see us" eleven says softly."who wouldn't see you?""the bad men""what are you talking about?""triiic-or-tret!" you cheer, terribly pronouncing each word.hopper stares at you both."first off, it's
trick-or-treat" he corrects, "second, you want to go trick-or-treating?" you both nod."you know the rules"hopper stands up, grabbing both yours and elevens shoulders and walking you back."yes, but-""yes, so you know the answer""no, but i don't- they wouldn't see us" eleven tries to argue."hey, i don't care" hopper crouches down to both of your levels."but, they wouldn't see us-""i don't care. alright? you go out there, ghost or not, it's a risk. we don't take risks, alright?"you pout heavily."they're stupid, and.." hopper trails off, expecting her to finish the sentence."we're not stupid!" eleven grumbles angrily, you cross your arms behind your costume with a small huff."exactly. now you both take that off, sit down and eat. your food's getting cold"you pout softly, taking a grumpy seat at the table and pulling off your ghost costume.your [hair colour] hair was tied back into a messy low ponytail, strands sticking out.hopper pours some maple syrup on both his and eleven's french toast, shaking his head.eleven and you both sit cross-armed and pouty.hopper rubs his forehead, sighing."all right, then. look... how about.. i get off early tonight, and i buy us a bunch of candy, and we can sit around and get fat, and we watch a scary movie together? how's that for a compromise?"you both tilt your heads." 'com-compromise' ?" eleven stutters in question."c-o-m-promise. compromise" he sounds out, eleven looks away."how about those are your words for the day? yeah? it's something that's kinda in-between. means like half-way happy""by 5-1-5?" eleven asks."5:15" he corrects, "yeah, sure" he nods."promise?" eleven looks up."yes. i promise"you smile slightly."half-way happy" eleven shrugs, taking a bite of her french toast.hopper smiles slightly, ruffling both of your hairs, you 'oof' slightly.
"HOW DOES IT FEEL? LIKE POURING PURE SILK ONTO MY SKIN"you lay upside down on the lounge, head hanging off the edge as the tv plays.eleven changes the channel."
inhuman, relentless" it speaks as an ad with a truck crashing through a wall plays, then it shows a guy kicking a door down."
arnold schwarzenegger is.."eleven changes the channel again, this time a romance-drama showing up."
well, i'm stunned. i-i don't know what to think""
don't you love me?""
yes, of course i love you"you sigh softly, zoning out and staring at the gap underneath the tv."
me?"" 'me'?" eleven copies, holding a hand to her chest as you look over at her."
mhmm. you have made me wild and impetuous, just like you"" 'impetuous' " eleven repeats softly."
people are going to be aghast"" 'people are going to be aghast' "eleven looks back, standing up.you tilt your head, rolling off the lounge and following after her.you both walk up to the front of the house.eleven pulls open the blinds, you blink in shock at the sight of a sqirrel eating from the feeder hanging from the cabin roof.your lips part, sharp teeth glimmering.it squeaks and chitters, staring back at you.eleven stares for a while before hurriedly shutting the blinds again.you both spend the rest of the day sitting and watching tv, waiting for hopper's return.you both sit, teddy-bears in your arms as a horror movie plays on the tv.it was dark out and nearly time for hopper to get back.your head was resting on the teddy and you were making shapes with your mouth.you both look up as the machine behind the tv starts to beep.eleven gets up excitedly, rushing over.she checks the board with morse code on it, pointing as the thing beeps."l...a...t...e. late"you purse your lips, he wouldn't be that late, right?but it soon reached 5:15 and there was no sight of him, which was expected.then 5:30, still nothing.5:40, nothing.6:00, nothing.6:30, nothing.7:00, nothing.8:00, nothing.later, you both retreated to your room.eleven brought in the tv, so you both lay on the bed, watching whatever horror movie was on.it was now close to 9:00, and the familiar rhythmic knock finally sounds on the door.you frown a bit, ignoring it and continuing to watch the tv."hey, kids. open up, all right? look, i.. i know i'm late. i got candy here, all right? i got all the good stuff"you both ignore it.hopper smacks his head on the wood around the door, "please, will you open the door? i'm gonna freeze to death out here"you panic, not knowing it was a metaphor.eleven quickly unlocks the door with her powers and you sigh in relief, though still not budging from your room.hopper breathes heavily as he hurries in, closing the door behind him.you focus on the tv as you hear him walk up to the door."hey, guys. open up, would ya?"neither of you move."i.. i got, uh.. stuck somewhere, and i lost track of time. and i'm sorry. el, [nickname], would you please open the door? el? [nickname]?"you hear a sigh and footsteps heading over to the lounge and hopper taking a seat."all right. i'm just gonna be out here by myself, eating all this candy. i'm gonna get fat. it's very unhealthy to leave me out here" he tries to urge you both out, "could have a heart attack or something. but, you know, you do what you want"eleven sits up from the bed, grabbing a blindfold and sitting down.she changes the channel until it goes static, putting the blindfold on.
words ; 1064date posted ; 6/07/22©_behindyou_