+1 Babysitter

[farrahfawcetts]

WHO: Steve Harrington
WHERE: Wandering in town and at the diner
WHAT: A Babysitter named Steve enters the chat
WHEN: Post sports day. He'll be devastated he missed it
WARNINGS: S4 Stranger Things spoilers but nothing else.

[Welcome to Even Stranger Things]

Steve still wasn't entirely sure what had happened to him. One second he was asleep in the hellscape that was now Hawkins, and then he was in some sort of alien city? The floating orb thing had explained it to him, kind of, but he didn't know if he could trust that information. After all, why would a group of aliens looking to hurt them just outright say that? It would be stupid. So who fucking knew what this whole thing was about.

Not to mentioned they were all kidnapped. That didn't seem like great behavior, all considered. Definitely not a super first impression.

But it didn't seem like he had a lot of say on it. He was here now and it was up to him to make the best of it. At least he had his bat. Steve rested it against his shoulder as he walked around the area, just getting the layout. Not that he was absorbing all that much, of course. He kept stopping short, seeing some sort of weird animal or strange looking building. Finally though, after his wandering, he saw something that looked more familiar. Someone to talk to, maybe. Another hostage?

"Hey!  Wait up!" Steve runs to catch up. "Hey, I'm new here. Are you...uh. Kidnapped too?"


[Boy's Gotta Eat]

It's been a long few days of trying to get his bearings and settling in. Steve finally stopped bringing his nailbat with him but that didn't mean his guard is down. He'd had enough moments of thinking things were fine only to have a monster pop out of nowhere to ever be truly relaxed. Besides, he is still a hostage, nevermind that the aliens are pink and sort of adorable in an oblivious, Eleven sort of way. Have to stay on his toes.

And that means he really needs to get some food.

Steve saw the diner on the map and ventures out early in the morning. He isn't sure how he is going to pay or what sort of food will be in there, but he's finished the protein bars he'd gotten from the replicator and is starving. Beggars can't be choosers.

"Hello?" He walks inside and looks around. "Uh. Here for the food? As long as it's not like, alien worms or something like that?" Although he's hungry enough that it maybe wouldn't matter.

Comments

[ziedrich_bearer]

Well, there it is, it's fair.

"Sometimes when things are going to shit, it's hard to see the happiness that comes later."

[farrahfawcetts]

He nods even though he doesn't entirely think that's gonna happen for him. "If I can just get my friends through this all alive and in one piece, I think that will be enough for me."

[ziedrich_bearer]

"That's a lot of what I always thought too," Gladio said with a nod.

That was just how it goes.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve pauses a moment, looking at Gladio critically. "And...now? One boyfriend and everything is just different?"

[ziedrich_bearer]

"No," Gladio says with a shake of his head. "But it's... It's easier. Happier to have him at the end of the day at my side."

[farrahfawcetts]

He nods, accepting that because what would he really know to disagree. "That's good for you guys. Definitely. I...uh. Sorry to be such a downer about it. That's really great."

[ziedrich_bearer]

"You're only being a downer about you," Gladio said with a shrug as he moved to start washing down the counters.

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve jumps into action to help the cleaning process. "Yeah, I guess that is true." He rinses off a rag and just scrubs at their cleaning area. After a second he snorts. "'Aged. I think you're the first person who's ever accused me of being mature for my age."

[ziedrich_bearer]

"You basically had the darkest outlook about relationships that seems to go with really jaded people. That tends to be an age thing," Gladio points out.

[farrahfawcetts]

"It's not dark. Just...realistic," he grumbles. "Maybe I'm a little jaded about it. Haven't had the best luck. But I guess maybe my twenties will prove me wrong, right? Worth a shot."

[ziedrich_bearer]

"You're still young," Gladio says, reaching out to touch the kid's shoulder. "The dark times, they don't always stay dark."

[farrahfawcetts]

Finally, Steve gives Gladio a grateful smile. "Thanks, man. That's...yeah. That's good to remember."

[ziedrich_bearer]

"I'll hold out hope for you," he says. "Though you should be a dish washer."

[farrahfawcetts]

Steve stops what he's doing and looks around for dishes. "Yeah. Uh. I can do that. No prob."

[ziedrich_bearer]

Gladio nods. Better to not be stressed like this.

"Thanks for trying with this today.

[farrahfawcetts]

"Thanks for teaching me. We'll do it again sometime."

And he goes to take care of those dishes at least with a small smile on his face.

[ziedrich_bearer]

No, he doesn't think that's smart. But he's not telling the guy that right now.

"I'm going to get these packed away. See you around."