What do you think? I think you're an idiot. (Dustin Henderson x Reader)

9: Jazzercise and cracking the code.

"Steve, I just realized who-" I tried to explain.

"No time for that, come on, hurry." He said, dragging me over to where Dustin was walking away.

"Sorry, mom." I muttered.

We continued 'sneakily' walking behind him.

Honestly, I thought we were drawing more attention to ourselves while trying to be stealthy than we would if we just walked normally.

We followed him all the way to...

Jazzercise.

That's where I knew him from.

My mom had just recently started going to Jazzercise once the mall opened and she was now obsessed with it. We now had a box in our house that consisted of two dozen VCRs that mom had taped over to make her 'home workout videos' which was basically just her running around in her green leg warmers and doing weird poses, sometimes with Mrs. Wheeler, sometimes without.

Peering around the corner, Steve and Dustin stared into the building in bewilderment as he walked up to the front of the room.

"Alright everyone, listen up!" He yelled.

I just laughed to myself at what Dustin and Steve were probably thinking right now.

"I just have one question for you." He said, putting the black duffel bag down onto the metal counter.

"You guys-" I tried.

"No-shhhh." Steve shushed me.

"Alright, suit yourself then." I said to myself.

"Who..." the man at the front of the room said.

He ripped his glasses off and reached into the duffel bag.

"Is ready to sweat?" He asked, pulling a boom box from the duffel bag.

"...I'm gonna go." I said with a chuckle at their baffled and horrified faces.

"Whatever Robin's doing is probably one hundred times more interesting than this spy shit. I'll be at scoops if you need me." I said with a smile, kissing Dustin's cheek and giving Steve a pat on the shoulder as I walked away.

I walked casually into Scoops Ahoy and jumped over the counter, climbing through the back window.

Huh. Always wanted to do that.

"Tread lightly-oh, hey, y/n. Uh, why are you climbing through the back window...?" Robin asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Um... just trying something new... anyways what are you doing?" I asked, sitting on the counter beside her.

"Just finishing up the translation. Turns out translating goes a lot faster without those two idiots trying to help. I just still can't figure it out." She said.

"I get what you mean, it all seems weirdly... familiar. To me at least." I said.

"Yeah." She sighed, before we were interrupted by the sudden knocking on the back door.

Robin unhooked her headphones and 
walked over to the back door that lead to the employees only hallway.

She yanked it open to reveal a Sphinx delivery man.

"Delivery for you." He said, holding out the package for Robin to take.

"Thank you." She said, taking it.

It looked kind of heavy, and I guessed it was the new shipment of icecream from Michigan that Steve had told me about.

Robin dropped it down onto the break table with a huff and turned back to the man.

She wrote her signature down on the clipboard the man was holding, before giving the pen and paper back.

I looked at him in thought.

His uniform with the silver cat and-wait silver cat.

Silver cat!

"Have a nice day." The man said, starting to retreat.

"Yeah, you too." Robin replied.

I tumbled off the counter and raced over to look out the hallway.

"Silver cat." I mumbled to myself.

"Silver cat!" I gasped.

"What are you going on abou-" Robin said, cutting herself off as she watched the retreating delivery man with wide eyes.

"Silver cat!" She shouted happily.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the shop, letting go of her arm and looking frantically around.

Just then, Steve and Dustin walked up to us, arguing.

"Hey, Robin. You're not gonna believe who Dustin thought was a Russian." Steve grumbled as we walked out of the shop.

Dustin shoved Steve's arm.

"You did too." He said.

"No, I did not!" Steve argued.

"Yes you did!" Dustin complained.

"No, I did not." Steve persisted.

But we didn't listen, in fact we shoved right past the bickering duo without so much as a glance in their direction.

I stood on the ledge of the topiary in the centre of the mall, my eyes scouring each corner of Starcourt as Robin did the same from the ground.

"A trip to China sounds nice." She muttered. "A trip to China... sounds... nice."

"Imperial panda!" She called to me with a grin, to which I returned.

"A trip to China sounds nice." I said to myself, desperately trying to remember the second part.

"If you tread lightly." I said in realization, my eyes landing on Kauffman Shoes, the very place that El, Max and I had gone to just the other day.

"Kauffman Shoes!" I called to her and watched as her eyes darted to it, a smile creeping up her face.

"Okay, the last part is 'when blue meets yellow in the west.' Got it?" She said, spinning around to see the whole mall.

"When blue meets yellow..." I muttered.

My eyes flew across the mall until they landed on the giant clock on one of the main walls, with its blue and yellow hands ticking at every second.

"In the west." Robin finished for me as we turned to each other from the clock with equally large smiles.

We had done it.

We had cracked the code.

"Yo, Robin. Y/n." I heard Steve say.

Steve and Dustin stood at our side, peering up at me with a questioning look.

"What are you doing?" Steve asked the both of us.

"We cracked it." Is all Robin was able to say.

"Cracked what?" Steve asked.

"We cracked the code." I said with a breathless smile.

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