Multifandom Imagines (Requests Open)

A/N: this one's been on hold for a LONG time, I got writes block. Sorry I don't update much, I made a tumblr if yall wanna check it out. 

Warning(s): strong language, (that's it I think)

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y/n pressed the gas pedal harder with her foot, speeding her car out of Starcort. It had been a long tiring day at work and all she was looking forward to, was going home, sitting in front of the tv and stuffing her face in popcorn. She was driving through the empty roads, blasting her music loudly, when suddenly she heard a faint static sound from a distance. As if from an empty tv channel or radio or...Dustin's, "code red, I repeat, this is a code red."

Furrowing her eyebrows, she pulled her car over to the side of the road, pressing on the brakes and pulling her car to park. She was looking around, staring in the front seats of the car to find where the noise was coming from. Ripping her car apart, her eyes finally landed on the big walkie talkie thing her brother's nerd friend would use to communicate. Remembering Dustin's specific words, "they aren't walkie talkies okay, they are one of a kind, Realistic TRC 219 radio" to which she'd always continue to mock her brother of how nerdy he was. Picking up the item from the back corner of her car, 'probably Dustin's' she thought to herself, placing it on the passenger's seat and continuing to make her way home.

After a few seconds of driving once again, the radio went off, "I repeat, this is a god damn code red, will someone answer the freaking call." And with that last message, y/n could recognize the voice too well, once again pulling her car to park, she picked up the radio, "Dustin...is that you?" she asked as soon as she pressed the black button on the side of the radio.

"yes it's me, how are you talking to me?" he replied with confusion.

"I think one of your nerd friends left their walkie talkies in my car"

"how many times do I have to tell you, it's not a walkie talkie, it's a one of a kind Realistic T-you know what, it doesn't even matter, can you just get Lucas, Mike or Will on the line."

"why the hell would you think I'm with them. I just got off work and I'm on my way home"

"NO DON'T COME HOME" Dustin practically screams through the radio,

"Dustin, what did you do?"

y/n pulled her car through her driveway, running to the back shed where Dustin was standing and waiting for her. Looking at her brother up and down, "you look ridiculous" she says, chuckling.

"yeah well so do you. Can we do some work now" he says, grabbing the bat in this hands before making his way to the root cellar

Walking behind him, she grabbed the bat from his hands, "I swear to god Dustin, if this is a joke, your riding you bike to school for a month"

"it ate our mom's cat, I am not joking y/n."

Signing loudly, walking slowly to the closed-door Dustin locked. "keys?" asking the boy, holding out her hands to which Dustin places them. Opening the lock, she slowly and quietly took it out, letting out a deep breath before holding onto the bat tightly, opening the door quickly. Placing the bat in front of her to see nothing. Walking down the dark steps, opening the light of the cellar, looking around to see it was empty. Shaking her head, annoyed and ready to shout at her brother, she started to walk upstairs when her eyes fell on something. "um Dustin" screaming loudly, calling for him.

"what" hearing him screaming from outside.

"get your ass down here right now" she screams, this caused the boy to quickly make his way down. Looking around and seeing no sign of Dart, he huffs in annoyance.