Non-Creepy Mansion | Saturday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles practically ran to the mansion after returning to Fandom. He hadn't seen Derek for a week, hadn't talked to him in two days, and he put together enough from his last texts to know that crap was going down in Beacon Hills. He knew logically that if Derek had been dealing with anything Stiles had already been through then he'd make it out okay. Still. He wanted to see him.

"Derek?" Stiles called when he stepped through the doorway. "Derek?"

When he got no answer and saw that the ground floor was empty, he started going up the stairs. "Okay, I'm going to your room now. I know I'm not supposed to be there but it's your fault for not answering me."

"Derek, are you even home?"

[For one! And definitely NFB. For reasons]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek gave him a sharp look. "How."

[robinonadderall]

"Lydia. When he bit Lydia he activated her banshee powers," he said. "He manipulated her, made her think she was crazy and used her to bring him back to life."

Yeah, that was a thing that could happen.

"He's been skulking around Beacon Hills ever since. Kitty's met him. He's in my phone as Uncle Douchebag."

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, that was so not happening. "I won't let him have the chance back home," Derek snarled, voice doing that creepy distorted thing.

[robinonadderall]

The voice definitely made Stiles jump. "That's why I told you. I don't know how to stop him from getting into Lydia's head but maybe you could make sure he can't physically come back."

[justlurkinghere]

No big deal, he'd just dig up his dead uncle and cut him in half. Like you do.

"I'll find out." Wait a minute. "A banshee?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah. That was our reaction. Well after we ignored her clear cries for help during the few months Peter was screwing with her head." He still felt bad about that. "She's only now getting the hang of it."

[justlurkinghere]

"They're not... common." Unlike, say, kitsunes. Or whatever other monster the show feels like having happen.

[robinonadderall]

"The whole thing sounds like it sucks," he said. "Screaming when someone dies, hearing dead people's voices. Scary shit."

[justlurkinghere]

"Abilities always balance out," Derek said, taking a seat next to Stiles and stifling the urge to aggressively scent mark him so that Lydia knew Stiles was his.

[robinonadderall]

There could be innocent scent marking! If there was such a thing.

"I hope she can find the upside soon," Stiles said. "Or I guess not too soon since that'd probably still involve death."

[justlurkinghere]

"They're tied to death," Derek replied with a shrug. Because he had the random knowledge that he didn't share because no one asked him. "I've never actually seen one before."

[robinonadderall]

"Apparently they're tiny girls in heels with strawberry blonde hair."

[justlurkinghere]

"That explains so much," Derek drawled. "Wait until you see a harpy."

It was possible Derek was messing with him. Also possible he wasn't.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles narrowed his eyes. "Harpies?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Harpies." Oh, now he was teasing. Falling back into the flirting mood.

[robinonadderall]

"You're full of shit."

[justlurkinghere]

"Am I?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yes, yes you are," Stiles said with a nod. "Just because you're an alpha and I'm in your pack doesn't mean I'm gonna believe everything that comes out of your mouth."

[justlurkinghere]

"There's a lot out there you haven't seen yet," Derek replied, grabbing hold of the couch. Because wow was this going to be a long next two months.

[robinonadderall]

"No kidding," he said, looking down at Derek's hands. He was so tempted to try saying something else along the alpha lines to see what kind of reaction that'd get him. But he'd do his best to withhold the urge. Even if he was never that great at self-restraint.

"Apparently I unleashed a whole lot of new stuff onto Beacon Hills. Well. Me and Scott and Allison."

[justlurkinghere]

"They're everywhere." You just made a big ol' beacon, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"I think you're tearing a hole into the couch." Just for the record.

[justlurkinghere]

...so he was.

Derek cleared his throat, carefully disengaging his claws from the upholstery. "I'm a little tense."

[robinonadderall]

Derek, that was one of the top ten starting lines in porn.

"Do you want me to go?" Yes, that was much better than asking how to relieve his tension.

[justlurkinghere]

He wasn't going for a porn line! You know, unless you needed some help with that pizza you were delivering...

"No." A beat. "So you probably should."