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The thing any 14 year old did not want to do on a Saturday evening was babysit his little brother, but Dustin had to. He waved as his mother left, then turned to you.

He sighed, kneeling down to your level.

-- ''Want ice cream?'' He asked, a smirk forming on his face, you obviously nodded and then he held your wrist tightly, grabbing his bike and placing you on the back seat of the bike. The two of you arrived to Scoops Ahoy, he put the bike on a parking slot and grabbed your wrist again -- running over to his friends ; Lucas, Mike, Eleven, Maxine, Steve, Eddie, Argyle, Erica, Jonathan and Robin.

Steve smiled, the 17 year old running over to Dustin. He gave him a long wave, before he turned to Dustin's sibling.

-- ''Who's that?'' He asked, curious on who the little kid was.

-- ''My little brother.'' Dustin said, smiling.