Semi-Creepy Mansion | Monday Morning

[robinonadderall]

The pizza had been eaten, there might have been a child or two traumatized by Stiles' choice in movies but at least there hadn't been any injuries despite the fact it was a bunch of children inside the creeper mansion. All in all it was a pretty successful sleepover for one that Stiles was half-responsible for.

Sadly now there was a bunch of adults and one teenager to deal with a morning after. Surely this won't be awkward. Or painful. Derek was involved so it might end up being painful.

[For those that slept over! And anyone else around too as well]

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[robinonadderall]

"Foooor feeding you? Making sure you didn't do anything stupid? Chaperoning your little slumber party?" Stiles tried. "Oh yeah, I definitely deserve getting kicked for caring, Derek, sorry."

[justlurkinghere]

Don't you try to guilt him! He was made of guilt!

"The movie, you idiot."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "You said you could handle it, how was I supposed to know you were afraid of clowns, you're a freaking creature of the night for god's sake!"

"Besides, you punished me enough for that last night with your goddamn claws."

[justlurkinghere]

This could only end in all the jump scares for you, Stiles. All of them.

"What kind of babysitter lets a kid put sugar on their syrup?" Um, the awesome kind who cared not for your dental work?

[robinonadderall]

"Um, an awesome one?" Stiles said. "What little kid doesn't like sugar?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I don't know, the kind that grows fangs when they get overexcited?" Not that Derek did, but still. Glass half empty.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh excuse me for not knowing wolf-sitting etiquette," Stiles said. "You're just mad because I wrecked your buff guy diet."

[justlurkinghere]

"My what?" He totally didnt have one. He just worked out religiously instead.

[robinonadderall]

"How else would you get a body like yours unless you were avoiding carbs and sugar?" Stiles asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"Exercise. Something you wouldn't know about." Oh snap!

[robinonadderall]

"Hey, I play lacrosse on two teams, assface!" He benchwarmed for lacrosse on two teams, actually.

[justlurkinghere]

Assface? Really, Stiles? Really?

[robinonadderall]

Stiles oh-so-maturely stuck out his tongue at Derek. See, Derek, you had been a bad influence over the weekend.

[justlurkinghere]

Deal with it, Stiles!

Derek rolled his eyes, looking away. "Delete all those pictures you took."

[robinonadderall]

"I'll get right on that." He wasn't lying, but he probably agreed to that way too quickly.

[justlurkinghere]

"And don't send them to anyone," he added. Because he was a suspicious sonovabitch.

[robinonadderall]

Weird how Stiles was getting up and backing away slowly before replying to that. Totally weird. "It might be slightly too late for that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Who did you send them to?"

[robinonadderall]

"Come on, who do you think?" Stiles asked. "How many people do I know that would enjoy the sight of tiny you with syrup and powdered sugar all over your face?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm going to murder Scott."

Keep them for RePeter the undead uncle, Stiles!

[robinonadderall]

"Oh you are not," he said. "Stop being so dramatic."