On possibly going to Asgard.

[didntbelieve]

Well. If you're going to send me somewhere I suppose I ought to be relieved Stiles is gonna be there. God knows that kid gets himself in enough trouble with me around. I don't think I want to know what he's got himself into without me.

I kind of have to ask, though... are you sure this is really such a good idea? I'm still trying to wrap my head around werewolves, and those... what do you call them? One of those things Jackson is. Or was. Oh, you know the things I'm on about. It's a lot to take in. And now you're asking me to get involved in all this Norse stuff on top of that?

I'm not saying don't send me there... [In fact, with Stiles there he needs to be, no matter how unsure he is.] Just... just think it through a little bit more, okay?

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[tessanne]

Wait, wait, wait...werewolves?!?

[didntbelieve]

Werewolves.

[Well. It's nice to run into at least one person who sounds about as disbelieving as he was up until recently.]

[tessanne]

I didn't get a memo about this.

[Not speaking literally of course. But she's a personal assistant from Chicago who's really confused about a lot of the people she's run into recently.]

That's gotta be freaky.

[comeonthensexy]

Actually, you are sort of saying that. In a really roundabout way. Either that or "send me there for this Stiles person."

[ Doctor, that "Stiles person" is obviously important don't do that. ]

Settle for one.

[didntbelieve]

What I'm saying is I'd prefer not to go, but I don't trust my son not to get himself into one hell of a mess if I'm not around to keep an eye on him.

[comeonthensexy]

Ohhh, your son. Yeah, that makes sense then. He's good at getting himself into messes?

[argyros]

You've been doing all right. It comes down to what's on your level, what you decide you have to deal with no matter what. And if you head over to a place with that kind of crazy stuff, you wouldn't have to act as Sheriff, I hope.

[didntbelieve]

God, I hope not. Beacon Hills can be bad enough. [Although Beacon Hills isn't strictly normal either, as it turns out.]

I don't know if this place even has a sheriff. If they do, I'm guessing they'll want someone who's a little more experienced with the crazy stuff to do the job.

[argyros]

So there you go. You don't have to run all over town investigating homicides and answering to feds. You'll just have to run all over town after Stiles.

"Just."

i don't like you.

[mcmom]

Kanima.

[ melissa closes her eyes briefly before smiling, rather embarrassed. ]

There's an exam. I can give you my notes. [ she smiles, sympathetically. her head is still spinning and it's been a good few months now. ]

You do.

[didntbelieve]

Kanima. [Well, at least one of them knows what they're talking about.]

Something tells me it's going to be a while before I could pass an exam on this stuff. Good think I've got you on standby to keep me up to speed with it.

i don't!

[mcmom]

Compared to Beacon Hills, Norse mythology should be easy. They're all gods; no werewolves or ... lizards or teachers gone evil. [ she frowns; she still isn't processing the whole mrs blake being evil thing. she should've known, what with her wearing black and obviously teaching. ] Maybe you'll come to be a better student than me.

[ ha ha ha. ]

[ yeah, this is possible. ]

[studmuffin]

Kanima. Ka-ni-ma. [ Wow dad, we went over this. ] Or, y'know, raging douchebag. That also.

[didntbelieve]

Kanima. Right. Melissa reminded me already.

[Sorry, Stiles. He was a bit too busy not believing you when you explained it the first time to really pay attention.]

[studmuffin]

It's okay, next time I'll make flash cards instead of being forced into drastic chess measures.

[nukeoleptic]

You are right, though. Stiles is really really good at getting himself into trouble.

[didntbelieve]

[He's not surprised to hear it, but that doesn't stop him groaning anyway.]

Let me guess, I was right about not wanting to know about it too?

[Why is he asking? Why was he starting to think Stiles might be getting on okay without him?]

[mccallmemaybe]

[ You really don't know want to know what's been going on without you, Sheriff. ]

Stiles and I didn't accidentally get married while we were drunk. Definitely not. Totally didn't happen.

[ Scott's such a bad liar. ]

He'll be really glad to see you, though. [ Or be really worried about him being in danger... Yeah, that sounds a lot more likely. ]

[didntbelieve]

[Excuse him while he stares, Scott. He expected Stiles to have got in a lot of trouble, but not exactly this kind of trouble. After a pause he clears his throat, folding his arms together and trying his best to look more stern than surprised. It's pretty hard, considering the circumstances.]

Well, that's good... because if the first thing I have to sort out when I get there is a divorce for you two, you're both in big trouble.

[Or Stiles will be. Scott probably less so. He's guessing whatever whatever the exact details of that are, it's probably more Stiles' fault than Scott's.]

hi I can spell

[asgardsbeauty]

Your son made a lovely groombride, Sheriff. It's a shame you were not there to witness he and his friend become wed.

[Said with a completely straight face, though the way her eyes dance might give away her amusement.]

Spelling is overrated anyway.

[didntbelieve]

[Sheriff is less amused. From the look in her eyes he's kind of suspicious she may have had something to do with it. Just maybe.]

Yeah, next time I'd really appreciate getting an invite.

[skybluejeep]

So.

Um. Dad.

Just out of vague curiosity. Hypothetical situation. Once your mun got you settled in at Asgard, would you maybe look at another game too?

Maybe?

Just a thought?

[didntbelieve]

Not according this this joker.

[Which he's mad about. He needs to be where Stiles is. Even if it means somehow being in multiple places at the same time since the amount of Stiles' seems to be way higher than the amount of Sheriff's around this place.]

...I'll talk to him. See what I can do. You want to tell me what sort of game your player's decided to drag you into?

[Since he very much doubts this is actually a genuinely hypothetical question.]

I was told I had to bother you.

[teenyoda]

[All you're getting is a look, dad. Just a look. A big ol' look. One that doesn't at all look even the slightest bit guilty for dying three times. Nope. Not at all, dad.]

Yes, good. Bother me for always.

[didntbelieve]

[Oh, no. Stiles. Why are you looking at him like that? He really hopes it's because he got drunk and accidentally married Scott. Please don't let it have been anything worse than that.]

Hey. You all right, kid?

[Yes, Stiles. The correct answer is yes.]