Kind of Trashed Mansion | Thursday

[robinonadderall]

After getting the hell scared out of him by Kate last night Stiles risked the glaring of his life to go check in on Derek at his house. At least he told himself it was just to check in. It certainly had nothing to do with having violent Argent flashbacks from last month and wanting to be somewhere safe. Nope. Not at all.

Even the safety aspect of this was iffy because you had to have been blind not to notice the bullet holes around the place. Stiles managed to coax Puppy Joe out from under the couch and took him up to Derek's room for much needed cuddling. Which eventually turned into sleeping. 'Cause there was something about Derek's bed that made him pass out for some reason.

And Stiles was still there the next day. Comfort zone reasons aside, it was the best place to wait for Derek. If he ever came back.

[Open for the occupants of said house, yes. And calls too!]

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[throughaphase]

And after listening to radio, Kitty decided that her uneasy feeling from last night hadn't gone away like at all, so she picked up her phone and called Stiles.

Because let's face it, she'd get more answers out of him than she would anyone else.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had ditched his phone at some point during the night so there was a couple seconds of digging through the covers trying to find it. Puppy Joe did not appreciate being jostled around.

He at least managed to get his phone without falling off the bed. "Hello? I'm out of breath because I was trying to find my phone, I wasn't doing anything dirty, I swear."

[throughaphase]

"...I'm not only going to believe that, I'm going to pretend I didn't even hear that," she said. "It's Kitty."

[robinonadderall]

"Kitty, hi," Stiles said, snuggling down against the covers again. He wasn't even surprised when Puppy Joe immediately went back to his sleeping spot on his stomach. Kate had scared the hell out of him. "What's up?"

[throughaphase]

"I was wondering what the deal is with this Kate person," she said.

[robinonadderall]

"Ah. So you met her, huh?" Stiles frowned, wondering just how many people she traumatized last night. "Who did she tell you she was?"

[throughaphase]

"Derek's ex who just wanted to surprise him." If it sounded like Kitty had doubts about that, well.

[justalphahere.livejournal.com]

After the clinging was over--for now--Derek had been informed that he smelled horrible and to take a damn shower before taking Laura out for food. Which would be why shortly after dusk, they were back to the house.

And Laura was checking the place out while her brother bathed.

"This, I wasn't expecting," Laura said, leaning in the doorway to Derek's room. "Hi, Stiles."

[robinonadderall]

Well, safe to say he wasn't expecting to see Laura today. Or ever again. Poor Puppy Joe got dislodged when Stiles jumped and nearly had a heart attack. "Oh god she drugged me."

Kate drugged and kidnapped him and he was going to be defiled in the Argent basement.

[justalphahere.livejournal.com]

"Who drugged you?"

[robinonadderall]

"Kate." At least that was the only person he thought would drug him. "I guess it's entirely possible that I've finally lost it and am hallucinating for purposes that aren't drug related."

[justalphahere.livejournal.com]

"Kate," Laura said, watching him carefully."Kate Argent?"

Well, that would explain the hiding in a pile of freakin' leaves.

[robinonadderall]

"That would be the one," he replied. "I'm sorry, are we not going to be talking about how I'm speaking to a dead person?"

[justalphahere.livejournal.com]

"Not really," Laura admitted. "Already had that conversation with Derek, so..."

[newroutines]

Yeah, so. Yesterday had been... Yeah. A day. And today, Mike was finding out he could be a stress cook if pushed hard enough. So, there were going to be enough pancakes (and other random easy comfort food) for anyone coming by. Or possibly just Stiles.

He was honestly hoping it wasn't going to be just Stiles.

But yeah. He'd kind of taken over the kitchen.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles shuffled down to the kitchen when he smelled food with Puppy Joe cuddled in his arms. At least by this time the dog decided he could survive without living in the confines of Stiles' shirt.

"Please tell me I can eat some of that."

[newroutines]

"Oh, you can have as much as you like." There was plenty. Too much, even. "You okay, kid?"

Because he sure as hell wasn't.

[robinonadderall]

"Not really," Stiles said, sitting Puppy Joe down on the floor so he could get some food. "It's always a surprise when Beacon Hills psychos come to visit."

[newroutines]

"She did a fucking number on the living room," Mike said. Which was easier to remark upon than the fact that he hadn't seen Derek since yesterday. He held a plate out for Stiles. "Nice acquaintances y'all have."

[robinonadderall]

"Hey, she's Derek's acquaintance, not mine. I'm just friends with her niece," Stiles said, gladly taking the plate. Pancakes will help lessen the trauma for sure. "Did you end up talking to her yesterday? I know Kitty did."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was freshly showered and hungry. And keeping a careful ear on where Laura was.

You know. In case she died again.

He stopped in the doorway, giving Mike a wary look. Aren't you glad your housemate was back for the evening, Mike?

[newroutines]

He was, actually, and no amount of wary looking was going to change that.

"Oh, hey. You're back." That was a bit inane. But he'd worried. "Pancakes?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Pancakes." Derek stared at him for a moment before slowly nodding. "Enough for two?"

[newroutines]

"Well, you, me and Stiles makes three," Mike pointed out, because like he was going to know to count Derek's dead sister? Please. "But I probably have enough for like... most people we actually know in this town."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek looked away for a moment. "Laura. She's upstairs right now."

AND NOT DEAD.