(19.) Toddfather

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After Dustin and I's, he and Erica observed Hopper, who was getting ready to enter the Russian base.

"Well, that settle's it." Erica says. "He's gonna die. They're all donna die."

"Yep, most likely." He agrees.

"You guys survived." Lucas says.

"Barely. We could've really used you guys down there." Dustin says. 

"Could've used you up here, too." Mike says kindly.

"Yeah, man. We missed you, dude." Lucas states.

"Yeah. Big-time." Will said as the four boys go in for a hug.

"I missed you guys, too. Big-time." My brother says. I really was proud of the person he's become. Everyday, I'm even more thankful that he's my brother.

"Please don't cry, nerds." Erica says.

"Erica!" Lucas yells. 

"Keep saying my name, see what happens." His sister remarks.

"Why couldn't I have had a cool sister, like Dustin?" Lucas asks himself.

"Hey, heads up." Hopper says, tossing my brother a radio. "You can navigate, just from someplace safe."

"t's not that simple." Dustin says.

"The signal won't reach." Erica adds.

"Not with this. You need something with a high enough frequency band to relay with the Russians' radio tower. But for that to work, you need someone who has both seen their comms room and has access to a super-powered handcrafted radio tower, one preferably already situated at the highest point in Hawkins." Dustin explains.

"Cerebro." I answer. Dustin nods his head.

"If you want us to navigate, you got us. But we need a head start. And a car." And in a matter of moments, Steve, Dustin, Erica, Robin and I were on our way outside of the mall, approaching a fancy yellow car with a personalized licence plate.

"Oh yeah, now this is what I'm talking about!" Steve yells, keys in hand.

"Toddfather?" Robin questions, referring to the plate.  

"Screw Todd, Steve's your daddy now!" Steve said to the car.

"Did you just talk about yourself in the third person?" I ask.

"Did he just call himself daddy?" Erica questions. 

"Alright, where are we going?" Steve asks Dustin, ignoring our questions. 

"Weathertop." My brother responds. 

"Weather-what?"

"Just drive."

"Okay. Jesus!" Steve starts the engine, and we begin yet another journey.

~~~~~

After we had been driving for a little over five minutes, Steve was starting to get impatient. 

"Jesus, how far is this place, man?"

"Relax, we're almost there." Dustin replies.

"Suzie must be pretty special, huh?" Robin asks. "I mean, if you built this thing and lugged it all the way to the middle of nowhere just to talk to her?"

"I mean, nobody's scientifically perfect, but Suzie's about as close to being perfect as any human could possibly be." Dustin says. I was happy that he finally found a girl worthy of his amazingness. 

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