"Mikeeee." Jude fell ontop of him, considering he had been laid across the couch. "Would you shut the hell up already?"

"I just don't understand what I did to deserve this." Mike chomped on his chips, Jude managing to move himself to lay next to him.

"Nothing. Nothing. That's my whole point." Lucas spoke, finishing off the fries Randle sent home with the boys. "You are the victim here."

"I know. It's just, why is she treating me this way?" Mike listed on.

"Why do you care?" Jude groaned.

"What did I do wrong?! What did I do wrong?!" Mike repeated himself, Jude's head falling onto his shoulder.

"Mike, stop. Relax." Lucas cut in, moving his and Jude's feet to sit next to them.

"You know how many people there are out there? Sure, El's great, she kinda has to be since we're related, but if she can move on, so can you." Jude huffed, looking at him knowingly.

"Move on? Why do you think El has moved on?" Mike gave an insane look.

"It's pretty obvious Cory likes her." Jude said, looking up so his chin dug into chest. "And they have a lot in common. Both very clueless."

"Jude!" Lucas yelled as him. "Mike, stop asking rational questions."

"I know, I know, you're right." Mike sighed, waving him off as Jude stole one of his chips. "Because women act on emotion and not logic."

"Oh, give me a break." Jude rolled his eyes.

"Precisely." Lucas agreed. "It's a totally different species."

"Both of you need to realize what rejection is." Jude rolled his eyes, sitting up as Mike winced when his hand dug into his rib cage. "I have never talked bad about woman when i've gotten rejected."

"Jude, when have you ever been rejected?" Lucas asked him with a crazy look.

"Uh, I can still smell strawberry from that twenty year old." he gave a dumbfounded look, rubbing his nose. "I know rejection."

"Yeah, got it." Mike rolled his eyes.

"Guys, it's ready!" Will called, looking back to then.

"Will, not right now." Lucas sighed.

"They broke up with you. What else is there to talk about?" Will shot his way with an annoyed look.

"Tons." Lucas argued .

"Yeah, we're trying to solve the great mystery of the female species and how Jude thinks he's an expert on break ups because a twenty year old rejected him." Mike nodded in his direction, getting slapped in the forehead. "Ow!"

"I know woman!" Jude defended himself. "As you might have noticed, I'm not particularly close with my mother."

"So, how the hell would you know about women?" Mike gave a crazy look.

"Ugh, because not having a relationship with my mother has lead to me finding comfort with fellow woman." Jude defended himself with a stupid look. "Duh."

Mike answered him with a loud burp. "Dude, you can smell the nacho cheese."

"I got that beat." Lucas spoke up.

"What?" Mike asked him oddly.

"Oh, no." Will shook his head.

"No, Lucas, no!" Mike argued, Jude taking cover as he drove back into his small space beside Mike, shoving his face into the coach.

Jude woke up when the music sounded loudly, coming off Mikes chest with a gasp. Medieval music played as the trio of boys all gave a yell. Will smiled, stood in a purple cape with his stick in hand.

"What are you doing?" Lucas gave him an insane look.

"Yeah, Will, can you turn down the music?" Mike held his ears, Jude falling back down as Mike hit the couch again.

"Please address me by my full name!" Will announced.

"William Byers?" Jude turned his head with an odd look.

"My full name!" Will hit the ground with the stick.

"Oh, my God." Mike rubbed his eyes. "Okay, Will the Wise, can you please turn down the music?"

"That is not music." Will said back. "That is the sound of destiny!"

"Oh my god." Jude dug his head into Mikes shoulder.

"I have seen into the future, and i've seen that today is a new day, a day free of girls!" Will announced, the early morning light shined through the basement.

"What is happening right now?" Lucas spoke in confused, his hat hanging off his head.

"Will, come on." Mike begged.

"A tribe of villagers are under threat from an evil force from the swamps of Kuzatan." Will spoke as he leaned down next to the board. Mike patted Jude's head when the Mackenzie boy laid back down.

"Will, it's so early." Mike continued on.

"I need my beauty sleep." Jude announced as he rolled over some. "I don't look this pretty naturally."

"Is it early, Michael? Do you need your beauty sleep, Judith?" Will stood up with a questionable look toward the pair. "Tell that to the villagers crying for your help, the children frightened, they cannot sleep. Are you truly going to let them perish? Or are you going to come to their recuse and become the heroes you were always meant to be?"

"Uh, can I at least take a shower first?" Lucas gave a questionable look.

"Do you guys hear that?" Will spoke after the sky went dark, the rain clouds taking over. "It sounds like...thunder. But, no, wait! That's not thunder. It's...a horde of juju zombies! Sir Mike, your action."

Mike gave a bored look toward Jude. "What should I do?"

Lucas shrugged. "Attack?"

"Run?" Jude leaned on his elbow.

"Okay, I attack with my flail." Mike picked up the board game piece.

"Whoosh! You miss." Will spoke up again. "Your flail clanks the stone, the zombie horde lumbers toward you, and-"

He rolled the dice. "-the juju bites your arm. Flesh tears! Aah! Seven points of damage."

"Oh, no, my arm." Mike faked pain and shock. "Jude, look at my arm. Can you fix it?"

"No can do, Sir Mike." Jude hummed. "Any hospitals near by?"

Mike snickered at his words, making Jude give a cheeky grin. Will looked toward Lucas. "Sir Lucas, the zombie horde roars! Do you fight back or do you run?"

Before he could say anything, the phone rung from the wall, making them all look over. Will stood up. "No! It's a distraction! A trap. Do not answer it."

"It's probably my dad." Jude stood up, going for the phone. "He told me to call when we got back, I forgot."

"It's a distraction!" Will called, following Jude as he spoke, waving the stick in his hand. "You'll only-"

He was cut off by spinning his stick just as Jude turned back to say something, having it collide with his face. Jude grabbed his eye. "Ah!"

"Jude!" Mike hurried over. "Holy shit, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry." Will apologized quickly. "I didn't mean to."

"It's okay." Jude moved his hand, squeezing his eye shut still. "Holy shit."

"Might need to ice that." Mike held his face in worry. "There's definitely gonna be a mark."

"Wait, we need to finish the game." Will pointed out.

"All right. I'll use my torch to set fire to the chambers, sacrificing ourselves, killing the jujus, and saving the Khuisar. We all live on as heroes in the memories of the Kalamar." Mike spoke up with a shrug.

"Victory." Lucas hummed, high fiving Mike with his free hand that wasn't still holding Jude's face.

"Okay. Fine." Will threw the stick down, yanking the cape and hat off. "You guys will. Congratulations."

"Will, I was just messing around." Mike tried to defend himself. "Hey, let's finish for real. How much longer is the campaign?"

"Just forget it, Mike." Will said bitterly, grabbing his bag.

"Will, come on." Jude tossed a hand in his direction. "Sit down."

"We wanna keep playing." Mike tried to come to his rescues.

"Y-Yeah, totally." Lucas agreed quickly.

"I said forget it, Mike, okay?" Will looked his way in anger. "I'm going home."

"Will, it's raining outside." Jude watched him go. "Let one is us drive you!"

"Come on, Will." Lucas tried.

"Move!" Will shoved him out of the way.

Mike sighed, letting Jude go. "I'll get you some ice and try to get him to stay."

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