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[maliceaforesock]

show me the miracle you talked about

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[kindofbadass]

I'm coming to check.

[deadkey]

Maybe borrow Steve's bat, just in case?

[kindofbadass]

We're good on weapons. Where do you think he got it from?

[deadkey]

Oh. Really? Okay, just bring something.

[He might not say it, but he's impressed.]

[kindofbadass]

Really.

[He doesn't have to. She knows her little brother well enough to know he'd appreciate that. She goes with a small fire ax. None of this is stuff she can really casually carry around her house, so she just goes with small, reliable and less likely to freak out her mom if she sees it. She pauses outside Mike's door, then knocks - she trusts if he didn't wasn't mostly sure it was the cold medicine, he would've been considerably more urgent.]

[deadkey]

[If he'd been concerned about monsters while not stuck in bed with a cold, he'd probably have outright yelled for her while grabbing a lamp or something otherwise sturdy for a makeshift weapon.

Instead, he's sitting upright in bed, watching his closet while waiting on Nancy.]

You can come in. [Relief fills his voice. The sooner he's assured that there's nothing there, the better.]

[kindofbadass]

[And that, somehow, would've been less upsetting to her to see than this, when she opens the door. Her little brother, scared and trapped. She doesn't say anything before she goes to the closet, just gives him a small, meant to be reassuring smile, before she raises the fire ax and yanks open the closet door.]