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robinonadderall) wrote2013-10-08 10:12 am
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Could Be Creepy If Someone Decorated For Halloween Mansion | Tuesday Afternoon
As far as Stiles was concerned the weekend had went pretty well. He got to see his father was in one piece with his own eyes and that, no, he didn't dream about the fact that his dad was slowly but surely getting used to this whole supernatural thing. So yeah, nothing traumatizing for him.
Which would be why he was over at the house, raiding the fridge. Puppy Joe was tucked under one arm because Stiles couldn't let him walk anywhere on his own. If anyone asked the dog was helping him decide what to eat.
[For the people that live there and anybody else that wants to stop by, yep]
Which would be why he was over at the house, raiding the fridge. Puppy Joe was tucked under one arm because Stiles couldn't let him walk anywhere on his own. If anyone asked the dog was helping him decide what to eat.
[For the people that live there and anybody else that wants to stop by, yep]

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"Well, I should be."
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IT WAS YOUR FAULT, STILES.
"I thought you knew."
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Great job, Derek, now the Sheriff would have to sit through a lecture on how Stiles could take care of himself.
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Derek wished he could still do that.
"He's your dad."
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Why can't you tru-uh-uh-ust hiiiiiiim. Sobbing in narrative was now a thing.
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Sure, let's go with that.
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Though, on the plus side, the odds of Scott making him bite the Sheriff were slim?
"Sure."
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What was he going to do when he couldn't Lit class himself out of awkward situations?
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"Is it on Treasure Island?"
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And also there was no book report.
"Wait, why do you know that?"
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Also, English Teachers.
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