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]

For Stiles' part he was still snuggled down in his sleeping bag. He was asleep, but talking to himself and had probably been talking to himself for various periods of the night. Mostly about Lydia but sometimes you could hear him trying to convince a lizard to let him out of a pool.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack woke up cold and cramped. His small self was much more comfortable sleeping in a corner than Jack was these days.

He sat up, touched a sore spot on his ankle, and contemplated whether he was obliged to stay for breakfast or whether he could just sneak out.

[newroutines]

Yeah, that had been one weird evening/weekend, with the children and the pony and everything. Mike was looking a little wary as he emerged from his bed room to see what the situation was now that it was Monday.

"... Oh, okay. I guess it really did work out like everyone said it would."

[throughaphase]

Kitty was really, really sorry for missing this yesterday. But she was making up for it this morning by coming by with two carrying thingies of coffee, which presented a problem when she went to knock like a polite person.

So she phased her head through the front door and called, "Good moooorning!"

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

These particular wolves had not slept over, but they had figured out that the weekend had been one of those types, and so curiosity was leading them back to the house where they'd met Derek, to see if he was still a child or if he really was supposed to be taller.

At least Firekeeper remembered to knock instead of just barging in?

[ooc: super-slow-play for a bit as I study for a midterm, but damnit I wanted to throw my wolves at people one last time before they go back to some more canon.]

[locointhecoco]

Pinkie lay sprawled out in the corner tiny-her had picked to hide in, snoring cartoonishly, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth.

Well. At least she'd ended up with a pillow.

[so_hawkward]

Clint had slept, well, like a baby last night, but he'd woken up feeling a little less polite. "What the actual fuck?" he said, his eyes going wide as his memories kicked in and he realized where he was and more importantly, who he'd spent the night hanging out with. "Oh god."