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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[newroutines]

Oh, Mike was not going to, everyone could rest assured. He was trying to preserve some sanity.

"Is there?" he asked. "Uh, guess there is."

He really didn't know.

[locointhecoco]

"Yup! There's rainbows and friendship and parties and sugar and muffins and everything!"

He should probably be glad she cut her own list short. It could have gone on and on.

[newroutines]

"Uh huh." Mike nodded a little uncertainly, but smiled a bit. It was kind of a reflex, being nice to people... And ponies. "Well, okay, those are pretty nice things."

[locointhecoco]

"What are some of the things that make you happy?"

This was what small talk with Pinkie was like, yes.

[newroutines]

Well, it was certainly nice to know Mike would never again really need to take drugs to feel disoriented.

"Um." Lord, he was actually considering his answer. "Music, I guess? Building things. Dancing."

[locointhecoco]

Pinkie gasped in delight. "I love to dance! We should have a dance party sometime!"

[newroutines]

"... Maybe."

Now he was just trying to picture her dancing, sorry. It was distracting.

[locointhecoco]

And dangerous. She wasn't always good at knowing where her rear end would end up, and folks could get bodychecked off the dance floor.

"You're gonna be a great roommie for Derek, I just know it."

[newroutines]

"Yeah, we'll see." That still sounded a little distracted. Pink pony. Possibly dancing. "I'm trying my best."

[locointhecoco]

"He's not the easiest friend," Pinkie acknowledged. "But we're working on it!"

[newroutines]

"How?"

He was honestly curious about that. Because he could picture that even less than her dancing.

[locointhecoco]

"Mostly just by being the bestest friend to him I can be. I should send him another care package soon!"

[newroutines]

Snort. "Maybe you should. I think this weekend's probably made him even grumpier than usual."

[locointhecoco]

"And he was so happy all weekend, too!" Especially compared to tiny, depressed Pinkie.