章節 43: 43. Chocolate Peanut Pie (The Party)
A/N: Hey, guys. Again, so sorry for the late update. I'm trying to squeeze in some writing on my free time (which is not much). Quick poll: would you guys rather I post shorter chapters so I can update more regularly, or wait for a long, good chapter? Let me know. Mileven's baby arrival is coming, btw.
I know nothing about medicine, so I avoided El's treatment lol. Any grammar mistakes, please pretend you don't notice :( Enjoy!
PROMPT: El and The Party discover that she's allergic to peanuts after eating sweets, by MilevenLove/ Mike carries El because she's hurt in school, by Whereismyromeo/ Lumax cuddling, by SmoothFluffleFan (I love your username! :D)
The day had started as any normal one. They had gotten to school, dreadfully dragging their feet through the main hallway as each kid got to their locker.
Max chewed gum, Will doodled in the corner of the pages, Dustin participated in class, Lucas took notes, Mike read along with the teacher's lecture, and El payed attention.
The ringing bell that signaled the precious and overly-glorified free period they called lunch made everyone simultaneously sigh in gratefulness, Lucas flexing his hand from the cramping of writing.
It was in the middle of lunch that it happened.
"This looks suspiciously green." Dustin observed, poking at Max's burrito with a grimace.
"Yeah, it's called guac, dumbass." The redhead slapped his hand away.
"I think he's talking about your green tortilla." Will snickered, eying the corner of the burrito.
Max shrugged. "I'm still eating it." She pinched the green piece off and flicked it in Dustin's direction, snickering while she took a bite when he yelped.
"Ohh, Daphne Sinclair's special pie!" Mike exclaimed as Lucas took out a blue Tupper, the smell of the dessert sweetening the air around the Party's table.
"Yeah, and it's all mine." Lucas said pointedly with an arched brow, unwrapping a plastic fork from a napkin.
"Sharing is caring, Sinclair!" Dustin exclaimed, mouth already watering at the sight of Lucas' post-lunch dessert.
"I have dibs on a piece, right?" Max questioned, staring at her boyfriend who was seated in front of her. Lucas just hummed noncommittally. "Right?" She repeated, her eyes widening fractionally.
"If you give Max a piece then you have to give all of us a piece."
"Seriously, Lucas, that looks delicious."
"It smells delicious!"
"It is delicious! His mom makes the best chocolate pie!"
"Okay," Lucas rolled his eyes, stabbing his fork into the soft surface of the slice. "Christ. Everyone gets a forkful."
"Woohoo!" Everyone cheered, Max even raising her arms up and down, her burrito forgotten.
"Okay, who's going first?"
"Uh, me, duh!" Lucas rolled his eyes again, cutting a piece of the pie and putting it in his mouth. "Mmmm," he nearly moaned, licking his lips happily as his taste buds detected the milk chocolate inside the soft crust and the saltiness of the peanuts. "God, I love my mother."
"Okay, me next!" Dustin snatched the fork from Lucas' hand, earning a glare from the boy who resumed his chewing.
The curly haired teen sighed softly, inhaling the piece of pie he had cut. "The art of cooking... what a delicacy."
"Fucking hell, Dustin, just eat already!" Max snapped. "We all want a piece too!"
Dustin glared at her, but his sourly look melted as soon as he took his bite. "Oh, God, incoming foodgasm!"
"Nasty!" Will snickered while El took the fork from their curly haired friend and reached out to grab the Tupper from Lucas' outstretched hands.
"Please try to leave some for me," the owner of the pie said with an eye roll, watching his friends eat his dessert. "Like, I love all of you, but- El!"
"Sorry!" The brunette chuckled with her mouth full of the stolen second bite, finally passing the container to Will. "It's delicious!"
"Hey, that's not fair! I want another piece too!" Dustin complained.
Will smiled blissfully as soon as he chewed, humming contentedly as the flavors exploded inside his mouth, passing the fork and container to Max as a second thought, too wrapped up in the… foodgasm.
"Oh, yes," the redhead smelled the Tupper. "Burrito, what's a burrito?" She proceeded to cut a piece, the original slice growing smaller by everyone's forkful.
"You know you're just getting that bite, right?" Lucas questioned, looking at her as she swallowed.
"Am I?" She wondered teasingly. "I don't think so."
Everyone exclaimed in protest as she rapidly shoved another forkful inside her mouth, cackling maniacally as she passed the pie to Mike.
"Max!" Lucas whined.
"If she gets a second bite, then so do we!" Mike warned, giving El a pass but not extending the same treatment to the redhead.
"No! That's mine!" Lucas snapped, lightly glaring at his girlfriend who was absentmindedly munching on the pieces of peanuts left in her mouth. "I said everyone gets only a bite! And if you try that I'll punch you!" Lucas exclaimed, staring at Mike with suspicion as the tall boy stuck the fork inside the container.
"Calm your guts, Lucas," Mike snickered, taking a bite. "Mmm, this is delicious."
"Yeah, now give it to me." Lucas demanded, snatching the container from his friend before he could attempt to have another piece.
He was reaching for the fork when Will frowned.
"El, are you okay?"
"Yeah," The brunette coughed lightly, reaching for her water bottle. "Just a scratchy throat. Maybe a peanut got stuck in there."
"Are you sure?" Her step-brother questioned worriedly, eyes running all over her face. "You're looking a little pale."
"Yeah," she coughed again, furrowing her eyebrows momentarily as she cleared her throat. "I'm fine."
Mike chewed slowly as he stared at her, taking in the light swelling on her lips. His attention was caught by Lucas' foot nudging his.
"Are you eating that?" His friend eyed the corn dog on his tray.
"Have it." He placed the heavy thing-on-a-stick on Lucas' nearly empty Tupper, and then he turned back to his girlfriend.
She was staring down at her hands, her fingers clenched around her water bottle as Max chatted with her, unaware that her brunette audience member was not paying attention.
"El?"
She looked up, meeting his eyes from across the table.
"I don't think I'm fine." She declared slowly, listening to the way her breath rattled inside her chest. Her mouth felt dry and her tongue huge, her throat was tight and it hurt, as well as her head. She was beginning to sweat; she could feel the drops of it gathering in the back of her neck, at the edge of her hair, and she just wanted to get some air.
"You—", Dustin was beginning to say, observing the blotchy spots that were suddenly appearing on her neck, when she stood up.
"Come with me." El coughed out, eyes on Mike, who sprung up from his seat the minute the words were out of her mouth.
"El, you're swelling." Dustin exclaimed, alarm in his eyes as Lucas stood up too.
"Look at me," the dark skinned boy demanded, taking his friend by the arm and grabbing her chin in one hand. He inspected the red spots on her clammy skin, feeling the wet drops of sweat sliding down her temples, and the way her mouth was swollen red. "You're having an allergic reaction."
"What?!" Will exclaimed in alarm, making Max and Dustin stand up too.
"We need to get her to the hospital." Lucas told Mike, taking hold of Eleven's arm and guiding her to the doors of the cafeteria, catching the attention of some of their noisy classmates. With one hand, he pushed the double doors open, revealing the lone hallway littered with rows of lockers.
"Shouldn't we see the nurse first?" Dustin panted behind them, running after Lucas' strong strides as Max and Will rushed after them, holding El's things.
"My mom's a nurse," Lucas stopped, looking at Dustin for a second before he swung his eyes back to El, whose breath resounded loudly in the empty hallway. "I know what an allergic reaction looks like, and this one's bad."
He tried to tag her along, but he stopped when she gripped his wrist with a weak and shaky hand.
"I-," she wheezed, hand on her chest. "Can't."
"C'mon!" Mike exclaimed desperately, crouching down to sweep his girlfriend off her feet, fear running through him as he felt her clammy hands hold onto his shoulders. "Somebody call Hopper!"
"On it!" Max gasped out, stalling as they passed the hallway that led to the Principal's Office, where the secretaries' phones were.
"I'll meet you in your car!" Lucas yelled over his shoulder as Mike took off with El in his arms, running to the front doors. The freckled boy was panting; given his lanky from and his incline for nerdy things, running alone would get him tired in the first minute; add El's weight into the mix and he was a goner. If his girlfriend wasn't on the verge of dying, and he wasn't high on adrenaline, Mike suspected he wouldn't have been able to get to his car.
Lucas turned towards Max, grabbing El's backpack from her. "Call Hopper and tell him we're taking her to the hospital. After that," he took out his car keys from his pocket and handed them to her. "Meet us there."
"I'll stay with her." Dustin assured, already walking down the other hallway with one of the secretaries' name on his lips.
"She—"
"She'll be fine. Call my mom too, okay?" Lucas leaned down to kiss Max's forehead, squeezing her waist before he ran after Will.
.
.
.
"So, what was it?"
About an hour after, they were all inside El's room, Hopper's and Daphne Sinclair's influences managing to get her in a good, private room in Hawkins Local Hospital.
"Allergy reaction," Lucas' mom confirmed, smiling softly and sympathetic at El, who was blinking up at her from the bed. "Did you not know you're allergic to peanuts?"
"No." She mumbled with a frown, glancing at her dad who was imposingly standing by the door.
"Can we have the allergies test for her?" Hopper asked, eyes on Daphne. "We didn't know, and I want to make sure she's not allergic to anything else."
"Sure. We just need to have the antibiotics out of her system for a bit, and then we'll run the tests."
"Thanks." Hopper nodded, smiling tight-lipped at her.
"It was my fault," Lucas muttered regretfully as he stared at El. "I'm sorry. It was the pie and I—"
"You didn't know," Mike reassured him, grimacing in a 'hey, what can you do?' way. "None of us knew." He squeezed El's hand, smiling softly at her when she squeezed back.
"I didn't even know." The brunette giggled lightly, making everyone else chuckle.
"All right," Daphne smiled at her. "You're out of risk now; the medicines will do their job and then you'll be fine in no time, okay, sweetie?"
"Thank you." El smiled gratefully.
"Thanks, mom." Lucas smiled as she turned to leave.
"I'm glad you knew what to do." She reached to ruffle his short hair, sharing an amused laugh with Max when he blushed.
"So..." Will muttered once Daphne was gone, eyeing everyone in the room.
"This is too crowded for me," Hopper announced out of nowhere. "I'm going to get a coffee or something." He walked to press a tender kiss on El's forehead, making everyone either smile endearingly or advert their eyes from the special moment. "Try not to light anything on fire." He told the kids as he left.
"So..." Will muttered again, a chuckle leaving him as the situation began to lose the edge of danger.
"So, El," Dustin stood up, walking to the other side of the bed to stand in her sight range. "Say hello to my little friend!"
"Now's not the time to talk about your dick." Lucas deadpanned, making everyone laugh out loud.
"It's not that, you imbecile," Dustin glared over his shoulder over everyone's laughter. He took a stuffed toy out of his backpack and presented it to the brunette, making her gasp. "Someone missed you."
"E.T!" She smiled, taking the plush toy Lucas had gifted her on her first birthday from Dustin, and snuggling it against her face.
"It was in your locker. I thought you might want it." Dustin explained with a smile as he sat down next to Will on the couch.
"How did you even get into her locker?" Mike questioned with suspicion, leaning back on his chair beside El's bed.
"My brilliant intellectuality—", Max made a noise. "Fine, Max helped me pick her lock."
"We didn't break it, by the way. And you need to clean that up, amiga. There are too many papers in there." The redhead chuckled, leaning in to tug on El's sheet-covered toe.
"So, how did it feel, anyway?" Will asked curiously, sitting up straighter as El turned her head.
"Like my throat was trying to swallow my whole body."
Dustin gasped. "That's horrifying! Please continue."
She giggled softly, sharing and amused look with Mike on her left. "It started like an itch, but then I knew it wasn't normal because my tongue swelled and it started to sting."
"Dang," Max whispered in awe. "That sounds disgusting and terrible, but so cool!"
"Max!" Lucas scoffed as Mike rolled his eyes. "Nearly dying is not cool!"
"I didn't mean that! I just think it'd be cool to have my tongue all swollen."
"You're the weirdest." Lucas chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.
"You love me just like that." Max batted her eyelashes teasingly, snuggling into his side when he leaned down to lie on the couch.
"Anyway," Dustin rolled his eyes at the couple as Mike pretended to gag. "Now we know El can't have any peanuts. Man, I'd hate to be you on Halloween."
"She'll just have to ask for peanut-free chocolate bars." Mike shrugged.
"I should just stick with marshmallows or something." El pouted lightly, staring at the white ceiling above in deep thought.
"See what happens when I have to share?" Lucas snickered, earning a slap on the chest from Max, who was all cuddled up on him.
"Hey, look at the silver lining," Will started, the corners of his lips twitching to suppress a smirk. "Now there will be more pie left for us!"
"Fuck off, Will." El groaned, her lower lip pouting harder as everyone else guffawed.
It was a scary experience, but like every other one they had, they laughed the bad times off.
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