There Might Be Some Kids Coming Mansion | Saturday Morning

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had a very good Valentine's Day filled with brownies and only slight awkwardness. It had ended with him on the couch alone but, hey, that was the life one lived when they had a boyfriend who wouldn't do anything dirty with them until it was legal in all 50 states. So.

He was still asleep, for once having a nightmare-free evening, and completely unaware that terrible things were about to happen.

[For anybody in the house, their kids, other people, etc]

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[tri-psi-lupi.livejournal.com]

You know, Uncle Stiles, it was not nice to classify triplets as "terrible things." Especially when their teeth are sharper than yours.

Annika nosed the door open, her sisters sliding in silently after her. They were totally hunting! ...well, hunting Papa. Because it would be funny. And possibly puppy piling on Uncle Derek, because that was hysterical.

[justlurkinghere]

Which meant Derek was being a strange, over-protective person and leaving the kitchen to investigate yet more werewolf spawn showing up in the house.

Possibly with a little lip curl for going near Stiles.

[tri-psi-lupi.livejournal.com]

Christiana spotted him first - probably because she was the most wolf-y of the three even when not shifted - and flipped her ears back, panting cheerfully and spanking the ground with her front paws. Was he making breakfast? She really hoped he was making breakfast because this? This took a LOT of energy and Christiana could go for a steak. And coffee. Two steaks and two coffees.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii, Uncle Derek. Aren't you lucky they didn't get here before you woke up?

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed in annoyance, scenting the air as he crouched down. Jack's children if he really made himself sort through things.

Then sighed because that would mean three naked girls in his house.

"Upstairs. You can borrow whatever fits."

See what happens when you had only women as your alphas for the vast majority of your life? Women who could also turn into wolves like that.

[tri-psi-lupi.livejournal.com]

There was a flurry of three wolves racing for the stairs, and girlish shrieks and good-natured squabbles about who was wearing what the moment they hit the second floor.

It was Annika who came down first, in a pair of sweats. "We got tired to carrying ours, so they're in the yard behind Papa's house," she shared, making a beeline for the fridge.

[justlurkinghere]

He so did not have enough food in the house for this many hungry werewolves. And yet could still feed a small army with it.

"Triplets. Huh." He remembered that detail from the weird future weekend, damn it.

[bitten_notshy]

"Sorry," Jack put in. "I'm fairly sure it's Emma's fault, genetically speaking."

Because this was clearly the important thing to establish.

[justlurkinghere]

"Get them to return the pants before they leave." Derek was so easy when it came to family. Case in point, starting to make way too much food.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack tossed off a salute. "You got it. And I'll buy a new pair if they don't listen."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek took a deep breath, watching teens and pre-teens eat. "Stiles left for donuts."

His tone implied he was doubting he was coming back.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack raised his eyebrows, more at the tone than at what had been said. "He's upset?"

[justlurkinghere]

"She's named after his mom." His dead, dead mom. Don't worry, Derek. You'll get some of that later.

[tri-psi-lupi.livejournal.com]

"Christiana is named after Mama's dead brother, and Amélie is a cunning homage to Papa's undead vampire," Annika quipped, pouring herself some orange juice. "I'm the only normal one. You're all morbid."

[justlurkinghere]

"Family names aren't morbid."

WHEN YOUR WHOLE FAMILY WAS DEAD.

[bitten_notshy]

"They're a little morbid when the people are dead," Jack conceded. "But in a nice way. Letting the name live on, all of that,"