A lot of you wanted a part 9 so i might not make a part 10 but i will make one if i feel like it
Anyways enjoy this i guess
Ft: All the main characters ig... (+Eddie)
Dustin: *sneaks into house at 2am*
Steve: *turns in swivel chair* Care to tell me where you were?
Dustin: I was with... Uh... Eddie!
Eddie: *also turns in swivel chair* Care to- *keeps spinning* Steve- I can't stop the chair-
Dustin: *breaks through window while Mr. Clarke is sleeping*
Dustin: I have- stop screaming, it's me- I have a science question.
Will: You literally hate everything i love!
Dustin: I don't hate Mike.
Will: What?
Dustin: What?
Erica: What are you 5?
Lucas: Yeah i'm 5 heads taller than you.
Erica:
Lucas:
Erica:
Lucas: Please don't kill me...
Joyce, writing in their diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.
Steve: What's the worst thing you guys have done?
Jonathan: Rickrolled my teacher in 4th grade.
Mike: I kicked Lucas in the shin-
Lucas: -So I kicked Mike between the legs.
Hopper: I burned a town down.
Steve: What?!
Lucas: What the hell is wrong with you?!?
Hopper: A lot of things.
Mike: No sh*t.
Argyle: How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?
Eleven: Argyle, it's four o'clock in the morning.
Argyle: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?
Will: Plants have feelings too?! What is this? Now I can't have food!
Eddie: You can eat a rock.
Erica: Air.
Steve: The fabric of time and space.
Lucas: Chugging a bottle of bleach can solve all your problems.
Will: You guys are not helpful.
Nancy: You seem familiar... have I threatened you before?
Hopper: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!
Hopper: *aggressively throws water bottles*
Eleven: Uh... what's up with them?
Joyce: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.
Hopper: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!
Will, crying: It's working.
Max: Why is Murray crying on the floor?
Eddie: They took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.
Max: And?
Eddie: They got Lucas.
Nancy: Bet you can’t eat 15 crayons!
Robin: Bet you I can!
Steve: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*
Eleven and Lucas: *making loud, shouty gorilla sounds at each other*
Mike:
Dustin, exasperatedly: We have a guest.
Joyce: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos.
Hopper: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?
Hopper: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?
Max, whispering: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?
Erica, whispering: Because I have little hands.
Max: Because they have little hands.
Nancy: ...My man Steve just killed a goldfish.
Steve: *licking their lips* Yup. Delicious.
Murray: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-
Steve: A doll.
Jonathan: A cinnamon roll.
Erica: A sweetheart.
Murray:
Murray: ...stop it.
Eddie: Remember everyone, violence is never the answer.
Lucas: You're right, Eddie.. Violence can't be the answer.
Eddie: Correct, Lucas. Now, on to the next lesso-
Lucas: Violence is the question.
Lucas: And the answer is yes!
Eddie: Lucas, no!!
Mike: So... what’s goin’ on?
Argyle: You want the long version or the short version?
Mike, hesitantly: The short one, I guess?
Argyle: Sh*t’s f**ked.
Mike: Oh. Well, yeah, that’s definitely not an optimal situation.
Max: I think we can all agree I’m the ten amongst these threes.
Hopper: F**K THE CHAIR. PARDON ME FOR MAKING MYSELF COMFORTABLE DURING A SINCERE HEART TO HEART DISCUSSION WITH A DEAR FRIEND IN NEED!
Hopper: BUT THE TIME HAS COME FOR ME TO CEASE STRADDLING THIS DEEPLY OFFENSIVE PIECE OF FURNITURE! AWAY WITH YE, FOUR LEGGED TEMPTRESS! DISTRACT US NO MORE WITH THE MOST BASIC AND UTILITARIAN FORM OF COMFORT YOU SUPPLY!
Will: Hopper just threw a tantrum about a chair.
Will: I just won Hopper Tantrum Bingo.
Erica: Dammit, Dustin, you ruined everything!
Dustin: You’re welcome.
Mike: Watcha got there..?
Robin: *petting a ostrich* A smoothie.
Jonathan: I think you're still suffering the effects of your party last night.
Murray: All I drank was Redbull!
Jonathan: How many?
Murray: Eighteen.
*While the Squad is in a battle*
Eddie, trying to warn about the location of an enemy: To the left!
Max: Take it back now y'all!
Steve: Mike, what do you have?
Mike: A KNIFE!
Steve: Okay, have fu-
Nancy: NO!
Eleven: Well, it rained today, but as a whole it's been warmer than it was last week.
Hopper: Why does it seem like every time you talk to us, you end up talking about the weather? Is your life so unimaginably dull that you can't think of any events in your life to describe that might be more interesting than the weather? Let's think of something for you to talk about other than the weather. I mean, we barely even know anything about you, other than where you live.
Hopper: Let's start there. What do you do for a living?
Eleven: I'm a meteorologist.
Will: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Robin: 'Prettiest Smile'
Nancy: 'Nicest Personality'
Dustin: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'
Max: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'
*Joyce and Hopper's house is on fire, but they don't know it*
Hopper: Damn, it's hot in here.
Joyce: I know, it's so hot there's smoke coming out of the vent!
Hopper:
Hopper: First of all, I'm assuming you have no idea what the problem with that statement is.
Joyce: What?
Hopper: Second of all, we need to get the f**k out of here, NOW.
Jonathan: *Locks Murray in the car.* Act like a child, get treated like a child.
Murray: What? Isn't it illegal to leave a child locked in a car?
Robin: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.
Will, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.
Lucas: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*
Erica: *standing on the roof* Bless you.
Lucas: God?!
*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*
Eleven: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Everyone:
Joyce: ...I did. I broke it.
Eleven: No. No you didn't. Steve?
Steve: Don't look at me. Look at Lucas.
Lucas: What?! I didn't break it.
Steve: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Lucas: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Steve: Suspicious.
Lucas: No, it's not!
Hopper: If it matters, probably not, but Argyle was the last one to use it.
Argyle: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Hopper: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Argyle: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Hopper!
Joyce: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Eleven.
Eleven: No! Who broke it!?
Everyone:
Hopper: Eleven... Steve's been awfully quiet.
Steve: rEALLY?!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Eleven, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.
Eleven: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Eleven:
Eleven: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
*when the Squad drops food*
Steve: Eh, oh well.
Eleven: FIVE-SECOND RULE!
Mike: FUCK!
Hopper: *just gets more food*
Erica: *drops to their knees and mourns the food*
Robin: *eats the food off the ground*
Eddie: Dumbest scar stories, go!
Eleven: I burned my tongue once drinking tea.
Max: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and it burned.
Erica: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade.
Steve: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it in my hand and I got a really bad burn.
Nancy: I have emotional scars.
Nancy: I CAN'T DO IT!
Dustin, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER!
Nancy: I CANT F**KING DO IT ANYMORE
Murray: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US.
Nancy:
Nancy: I appreciate it,
Nancy: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH-
Eddie: Nancy-
Nancy: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!
Max: Nancy we gotta-
Nancy: YOU GOTTA DRAW A F**KING LINE IN THE SAND. YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT.
Nancy: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?'
Nancy, motioning to Argyle: NOT F**KING THIS!
Argyle: There's no meeting today because Hopper is at the police station.
Dustin: They're in jail?!
Robin: We have to get them out!
Eddie: Jailbreak! I'm in!
Robin: I'll dress up and distract the guard!
Eddie: Ooh, I'll bake some food to help distract ALL the guards!
Dustin: I guess I could bring my frying pan in case we need a shield to keep us from being shot-
Argyle: No! Hopper wasn't arrested! They're undercover, taking the system down from the inside. They don't need our help!
That's all for now i guess and hope you enjoy reading this...
