Weird Town || reader insert

Sighing, I turned back to the group again, "alright. Come on, they're definitely not coming back now. We should head back to town.

We'd stuck around for maybe ten or twenty something minutes now just to keep a watch out, make sure it was definitely safe again and it's pretty clear that those... things... aren't coming back.

"I cannot agree with you more," Lucas nodded quickly.

"Let's get the hell out of here," Max nodded.

"Alright, grab everything then," Steve told us.

After five minutes, we were back on the railroad again, heading back to where Steve and I had left our vehicles.

"So... you're positive that that was Dart?" Lucas asked, breaking the silence as we walked.

"Yes. He had the same exact yellow pattern on his butt," Dustin answered, sounding a bit tired of the topic that was 'Dart'. Honestly, after tonight, I would be the same.

"But he was tiny two days ago," Max stated.

"How tiny are we talking?" I asked, she made a vague gesture with her hands.

"Well, he's moulted three times already," Dustin stated.

So that was shedding we found earlier...

"Malted?" Steve repeated incorrectly.

"Moulted. Shed his skin to make room for growth, like hornworms," Dustin corrected.

"Or lizards, snakes... spiders... a whole bunch of things do it," I added, "it's what we found in the storm shelter. That must've been its shedding... bit slimy for shedding but... it is a monster from a different dimension so... I guess it checks out."

"Exactly," Dustin nodded.

"Gross," Steve muttered.

Yeah.

Gross.

"So... when's he going to moult again?" Max asked.

"I mean—it's got to be soon," Dustin claimed, "and when he does, he'll be fully grown—or at least close to it... so will his friends."

"Yeah, and he's going to eat a lot more than just cats," Steve sighed.

"This is annoying," I groaned, "next year better not bring about a third monster thing... I don't think I can take another year of this shit."

"Yeah..." he agreed with ease.

"Hold on! Can we circle back around to the cat?" Lucas stopped us, "Dart ate a cat?!"

"No. What? No," Dustin quickly back pedalled.

"Yeah it did," I glanced over to him, "you literally said 'he ate my cat' to us earlier."

"You're mistaken," he replied with gritted teeth.

I don't think I am.

"Yeah... what're you talking about? He at Mews," Steve joined in.

"Mews? Who's Mews?" Max asked.

"His Mum's cat," I nodded to Dustin.

"Y/n! Steve!" Dustin shouted.

"I knew it! You kept him!" Lucas exclaimed, disbelief clear on his face as he stared his friend down.

"No—!" Dustin exclaimed, "... no..! No I... No I—he missed me! Wanted to come home."

"Bullshit!" the other claimed.

"I didn't know that he was a demogorgon, ok?" Dustin sighed.

"Oh, so now you admit it?!"