I'm just imagining another world, where Will and El grew up as twins. Hopper and Joyce are married, giving Jonathan the chance of not being parentified. No, he's still just an amazing big brother to both of them. In this scenario, Will and El are two, and Jonathan is six. Will and El are quiet but also mischievous. Will's hair is a cute bowl cut (more like season one) and El's hair is that cute curly bob from s2. They both dress differently sometimes but on certain days they both like to wear overalls which Joyce and Hopper thought came in handy sometimes. Hopper had come home early to relieve the babysitter. Jonathan was crouching in the corner of the room taking pictures of a bug with a Polaroid. The babysitter told Hop that the twins were taking a nap but he doubted it.
"Make any more discoveries today, champ?" Hopper asked, placing a hand on Jonathan's head.
"No, Daddy, it's just the same bugs as yesterday," Jonathan said and showed him a picture. "Do you think this one will get me into NYU?"
Before Hopper could reply, there was a loud crashing sound and then the sound of something breaking.
"I think they're up," Hopper sighed, his lips twitching.
"Duh, Daddy," Jonathan rolled his eyes.
Suddenly, he heard the pitter-patter sounds of his twins' footsteps. Will and El appeared, their cheeks pink and their smiles mischievous.
"What did you do?" Hopper asked, not too gruffly.
"Nuffing, Daddy!" Will and El exclaimed.
They attached themselves to his legs, squeezing him, looking up at him. Hopper chuckled. It was hard to stay mad at them especially when used their eyes against him. Hopper picked them up by the back of their overalls and pulled them into his arms. El and Will kissed his cheeks with a loud smacking sound. Hopper laughed. He'll find what they broke later. He shuffled out of his boots and relaxed into the armchair with the twins secured firmly in his arms as they babbled to each other in their own secret language. Hopper popped the chair up sighing as the twins snuggled into his arms, their tiny fists curling into his shirt. Jonathan stared at Hopper, who nodded at him, indicating there was room for him, too. Jonathan set his Polaroid down and crawled in between Hopper's legs.
Will grabbed a fistful of Jonathan's hair and tried to put it in his mouth.
"No, Will, my hair doesn't taste good!"
"I told you!" Jonathan exclaimed and Will giggled.
"Shh. Nap time," Will said and patted Jonathan's head.
When Joyce came home, she found Hopper fast asleep in the chair, and all three of their children fast asleep on top of him. It was such a sweet sight to come home to. Will and El's heads were tucked under Hopper's chin while he kept both arms around them. Jonathan was in the middle, his head on Hopper's chest. She couldn't help but snap a picture with Jonathan's Polaroid.
"Oh. . .I should wake you up. . .well, I guess they have time before dinner. Oh, I'd hate to wake you up at all," Joyce whispered.
Joyce stared at them for a few more moments, hand on her chest as a wave of overwhelming affection hit her. She moved past them down to their bedroom, passing by the twins' room. Joyce stopped in front of her door before pausing and walking backwards to look into her childrens' shared bedroom.
Hopper's eyes snapped open and the children in his arms jumped.
"Goddamnit. . .I forgot to clean up your mess. You tricked me," Hopper said and the twins giggled. "Well let's go see what mischief you caused."
Jonathan slid off the chair, allowing Hopper to get up. He set the twins down and stood up. He grabbed them by the backs of their overalls and let them hang there. Will and El kicked their feet in excitement, squealing.
"You're lucky you're so cute. . ."
