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"Hopper!" Dustin yelled with tears in his eyes, holding up a malnourished demogorgen baby named Dart. "You have to help him!"
Hopper sighed, his fingers running through his sweaty hair. "Kid it's a damn monster-" but Dustin cut him off with a teary plea. "Please Hopper!"
Exasperated, hopper holds his hand out
"Give me the damn thing."
Dustin gently handed over Dart to the sheriff as Hopper saw the ribs through the black inky skin of the demogorgen...muttering under his breath.
"Don't say I never gave you anything."
Hopper cradles Dart in one arm as his free hand unbuttons his sheriff blouse, undoing his shirt to free his breast, offering one to the poor creature..
"C'mon you damn thing, I know you're hungry..." he grumbled in a low mutter as he waved his nippled in front of it's face, waiting for it to latch.
"Gah-!" Hopper grunted as sharp teeth sunk into his hairy pecs, suckling on his breast for milk as Dart's nails started to nurse and knead at the sheriff's skin, guzzling the nutrients from Hoppers diet of cigarettes and beers.
"Shh... shh..." Hopper whispered as Dart made little noises as he held him up to his plump chest, his hairy body keeping the monster warm as his milk kept him fed.
Dustin felt a rush of relief, Dart wouldn't latch onto his own fat mother at home but instead seemed to happily drink from Hopper... Dustin said nothing as little Dart drank his fill, purring and cooing as he mumbled softly..
"Papa..." Dart murmured between suckling as it sent Hoppers heart fluttering, reminding him of his own dead kid...
"Everything's gonna be alright..." Hopper said softly with a small chuckle... "I've always seen stranger things..."
The end.