Not-So-Creepy Mansion | Monday Morning

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had not stayed last night during the full moon shenanigans. He felt like it'd be too awkward considering last week. So he put up a circle of mountain ash, made sure everybody was going to be fine and then went back to the dorms because apparently he felt bad enough for Ms. Blake that he actually completed an essay on Heart of Darkness for her. What a whipped not-student he was.

But he was back bright and early Monday 'cause he got the feeling Jackson would like to escape as soon as possible. He broke the circle of mountain ash and then let himself inside.

"Circle's broken, you can leave now!" Stiles shouted, picking up Puppy Joe and then heading into the kitchen to make himself coffee. You people owed him coffee.

[For the people in the house! Werewolf business NFB please]

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[justlurkinghere]

He nodded to the cup on the counter. It was possibly made the same way as it had been on the weekend that shall not be spoken of. "You overestimate your appeal," Derek assured him.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, maybe I don't appeal to the broody werewolf sect but I appeal to other people, I assure you." He got an invite to a birthday party! From a girl!

Stiles put Puppy Joe down momentarily so he could grab his coffee. And, yes, there was a definite pause and suspicious look there when he notice it was the way he liked it.

[justlurkinghere]

Suuuure you did, Stiles. Suuuuuure.

Derek pretended not to notice said look, drinking his own coffee calmly. "Jackson is going to be a problem."

[robinonadderall]

"What makes you think that?" Stiles said. "He did way better than everyone else I've seen on their first full moon."

[justlurkinghere]

"Because you got him out of the dorms in time," Derek replied.

[robinonadderall]

"You're welcome for that, by the way," he said, rolling his eyes. "Jackson will be fine once he finds his anchor. You don't know Jackson, once he puts his mind to something he gets it done and I get the feeling he'll want to stop being a part of the werewolf basement slumber party as soon as possible."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek made a face at that. "A pack isn't a slumber party."

[robinonadderall]

"And don't use that word around him," Stiles said. "He and Scott are like allergic to it."

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, the face only became worse!

"I'll keep that in mind," Derek ground out.

[robinonadderall]

"Dude, I'm trying to make this easier for you." Just in his own Stiles-y way. "Start with Lydia as an anchor idea."

He was feeling a lot better about that now that he got Heather's party invite.

[justlurkinghere]

You're the worst, Stiles.

Derek shot him a suspicious look for freely giving that tidbit of advice.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles gave a look right back. "What?"

[justlurkinghere]

"You never tell me things." Stop it, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"I tell you things all the time," Stiles said, rolling his eyes. "It's you who never tells anybody anything. That goes for all Dereks everywhere."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek made a bitch face at him. "You know more than most."

Mr. From the Future.

[robinonadderall]

"I only don't tell you things that I think you'll freak out and obsess over." Peter being the alpha and anything involving the Argents counted as that to him. "Anything else I'm happy to tell you. Well not happy 'cause it's Beacon Hills, epicenter of horrible things."

[justlurkinghere]

"Then how am I not telling you things?" Derek. Derek, baby. Don't try this.

[robinonadderall]

"Forget last week already?" Yeeeeah.

[justlurkinghere]

"That's different." Really it was.

[robinonadderall]

"No it's really not," Stiles said. "Is there something you particularly want to know? Apparently I'm in a sharing mood, according to you."

[justlurkinghere]

Don't put him on the spot like this! He had all the questions that would never be asked!

Which would be why his response was a huff before he went to grab himself a bagel.

[robinonadderall]

"That's what I figured." Again with the not sharing, Derek!

"By the way," Stiles took out a vial of pretty purple powder from his pocket. "This is for Mike. Just in case."

[justlurkinghere]

"In case of Jackson?" Mmm. Trust issues.

[robinonadderall]

"Jackson, Jack, any other rogue werewolves that come to visit," Stiles said. "Not you, Mr. Control."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm not sure it will affect Jack the same way," he said once he was satisfied with that answer. And a lot of staring at Stiles.

For reasons.