Only Creepy Now In Spirit Mansion | Thursday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Okay, Stiles wanted to at least be a little bit impressive with his final project in Dr. Lecter's class, which would be why he wasn't going to write a paper or make peanut butter and jelly. Instead he had asked his dad to send one of his mother's old cookbooks and was attempting to make knedle serowo-truskawkowe. It was something she used to make for him and Scott when they were kids.

"Attempting" being the key word here. The first batch for his trial run was a burnt mess so now he was starting over, getting a fresh sheen of flour all over everything in the kitchen. It covered up the chunks of unused dough and smushed up strawberries from the first batch nicely.

At least he hadn't tried to make golabki. Then the kitchen would stink like cabbage in addition to being a mess.

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[robinonadderall]

"Well yeah," Stiles said. "Scott, Lydia, Jackson, we all went to school together from the the start, pretty much. Not that we hung out with Jackson and Lydia before the werewolf thing. It was just me and Scott hanging out together until Allison moved to town."

[justlurkinghere]

"Beacon Hills," Derek muttered. Cora would have been about the right age to have known the group no doubt. "Can't even remember any of the names of my high school friends."

You know. Barring one.

[robinonadderall]

Yeah, Stiles knew that was a lie but he so was not going to call Derek out on that.

"Well I'm handsome and charming so it's no surprise I've gathered so many memorable high school friends." There, that would keep Derek from getting all broody and silent.

[justlurkinghere]

No one wanted to see him be brooding. It was annoying as all hell.

"Charming? Really?"

[robinonadderall]

"So charming," Stiles said with a nod. "The charmingiest."

That was now a word.

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm charmed," Derek drawled. Because it wasn't a word.

[robinonadderall]

"Damn right you are," he said, patting Derek's shoulder with a flour-covered hand. That might have been on purpose.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek smiled at him, picking up some of the reject dough and shoving it into Stiles' face. Because that's just how charmed he was.

[robinonadderall]

"Wha--eww!" Dough felt weird. Stiles blindly reached out until he grabbed a handful of flour and threw it at Derek.

There, look like the opening credits, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

The noise Derek made was somewhere between indignation and a startled laugh. Lets go with the former for safety. "You little shit!"

Well, hope you were expecting a headlock, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh my god this so isn't fair," Stiles grumbled, trying to elbow Derek in the ribs. "This is cheating!"

[justlurkinghere]

Deal with it, Stiles. Derek took his sweet time grabbing flour to work into Stiles' hair for his revenge. Because that was mature.

[robinonadderall]

This was so mature, they weren't acting like flirtatious elementary school students at all.

"No don't!" Stiles has to talk his way out of this since there was no way he could overpower Derek. "It's gonna get all gross when I shower!"

He obviously wasn't too pissed since he was laughing between words.

[justlurkinghere]

"Oh no. Whatever will I do?" Derek asked, voice going low and amused.

[robinonadderall]

"You'll complain when it's your shower I use!" In a last ditch attempt to break free Stiles decided to take Derek by surprise, shoving back against him as hard as he could, trying to knock him off his feet.

It wasn't dirty. It was only dirty if you made it dirty.

[justlurkinghere]

Well. The flour was pretty dirty. So. There was that.

Derek rolled his eyes, only swaying slightly from all the force being exerted on him. With one last shove of flour down the back of Stiles' shirt, he let go.

The last time he had goofed around like this had been when he'd still lived with Laura.

[robinonadderall]

"Joke's on you, I'm wearing your shirt!" You just can't have nice things, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

DAMN IT.

"It's not my favorite shirt," Derek countered, shaking his head to get some of the flour off his face. Yes, like a dog.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled despite himself because that really was ridiculously adorable. Goddammit, Derek. "Well you're still the one that's gonna wash it."

[justlurkinghere]

Ugh, you're the worst.

Derek shoulder checked him as he went to fill up a pot with water for cooking the dumplings. Really, you two. Really?

[robinonadderall]

"I'm only allowing this kind of violence because you're cooking for me," Stiles said. "Any other time and I'd kick your ass."

Just so you know.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek turned around, eyebrows way up there on the Derek Hale Chart Of Incredulity. It was probably an 8 out of 10. Because that was something he'd very much like to see Stiles attempt, thank you.

[robinonadderall]

"Put those sassy eyebrows away," Stiles said. "Actually, don't. 'Cause then you would be all werewolfy. Where do your eyebrows go anyway?"

[justlurkinghere]

To his sideburns, duh.

"It's not a good look for anyone," Derek muttered in a manner that was completely defensive as he set the pot on to boil.

[robinonadderall]

"I've seen worse looking werewolves than you," he said. "Isaac is the fugliest werewolf I have ever seen in my life."