At long last, I have gotten the motivation to post this after *THREE MONTHS* more than originally planned. The first couple of chapters of my season 4 rewrite idea fanfic are here, along with some art I made for it. It would've come out sooner, but these past few months have been extra busy. Anyway, enjoy, and please let me know what you think!!
Also, the show may be over, and while I didn't quite…love the finale per se, I do know that it was a reminder of why fanfiction/fanart/fandoms exist, and that is wonderful.
Hawkins, Indiana - Circa March 21st, 1986. - Hawkins High School - Night - Chapter 1
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The Hell-Fire Club emerged from the school doors, buzzing with excitement, celebrating a recently won DND campaign with high-fives and playful shoves.
Erica Sinclair, Aka “Lady Applejack,” beamed with a smile on her face as she walked beside two other club members, Dustin Henderson and Mike Wheeler. This smile faded when she spotted her older brother, Lucas Sinclair, staring right in their direction, shock on his face as the rest of the basketball team celebrated around him.
Without warning, she stopped, making Dustin and Mike halt in their tracks, confusion growing on their faces. “Listen, that whole campaign was fun and all,” she said quickly,
“But I think I can find my own way back to my mom’s car just fine. See you two later. And next time, if there’s going to be an interrogation sprung on me out of nowhere, there better be a reward that begins with Ice and ends with cream.” “What? But Steve doesn’t even work at Scoo- Erica, Erica!” Dustin calls after her, his words trailing off into a heavy sigh as Mike kicks at the ground beside him, and both of them watch her leave.
“Well, that was odd,” Dustin mumbled, “But thank goodness I thought of the only other person we know that actually likes DND. Right, Mike! Uh, Mike?” he says, poking a finger into Mike’s shoulder until the other boy slapped his hand away.
“Yeah, yeah, for sure, but look over there. Doesn’t that seem weird to you?” Mike questioned, “Eddie’s Van just sitting there by the trees? I could’ve sworn it wasn’t in that spot before we went inside.”
Dustin turned his gaze in the direction that his friend was looking, only to spot none other than Chrissy Cunningham knocking, then waiting by the side of the van, looking nervous.
“Ohhh yeah, that’s super weird, but this is Eddie dude.” Dustin scoffed, “I’m sure whatever is going on there’s a reasonable explanation, and- Mike? Mike, where are you going?”
“We just went through this with Erica, come back, man!” he exclaimed, running after him. Getting the feeling of being watched, Eddie Munson glanced over to see Mike making his way towards him and Chrissy, with Dustin following not too far behind.
Pushing down any surprise he felt at seeing both of them approaching, he put on his best ‘totally not shocked to see you’ face with a small smirk. “Ah, Wheeler, Henderson. I see you have noticed us,” he said with ease. “I guess we were not as inconspicuous as I thought, but I assume you’re wondering what’s going on.” " I can’t blame you for that, or lie so may as well come clean,” he added, sweeping a hand gently towards Chrissy, who gave a little wave. “Miss Cunningham and I were just about to make an earlier ‘business deal’ final, if you catch my drift,” he elaborated, glancing back to see the look of growing shock on the younger teen’s faces.
The older teens quietly watched as a bunch of aimless babble came from Dustin, while Mike just stared, most likely trying to process the subtext behind Eddie’s words. “Yes, yes, I know it comes as quite a shock,” Eddie mumbled,
“I, too, was surprised at Chrissy’s request. However, since you now know, and it wouldn’t be the best if anyone else knew, given that I’m not so well-liked by Jason and his team, I have an idea.” “We go back to Henderson’s place for a celebratory pizza party over Vecnas’ defeat, then Chrissy and I head out for the evening! What do you say?” he suggested, looking around at all three to hear opinions.
Dustin and Mike nodded eagerly at the mention of pizza, while Chrissy gave a small but also agreeing nod. “Perfect! If you’re both ready, we should get going,” said Eddie, opening up the passenger door for Chrissy, who obliged. After it was closed, Dustin piped up, “Is there any room for our bikes in the back?” “Should be, but it’ll be a tight fit with you two back there as well,” Eddie replied, scampering off to retrieve the bikes in question. Once the bikes were loaded alongside their owners, the van sped off into the night, away from the school, towards the Henderson Residence.
Part 2 Here
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