no shut up stiles and do my evil bidding

[stiling]

Come on, you put more forethought into baking banana bread than you do this. This is my well-being we're talking about! You're releasing a teenage boy into the wild and expecting him to fend for himself? It's a dangerous world out there! You can't just, like, clap a spear into someone's hand and send them on their merry anymore. This is 2012. And also not- the Hunger Games.

Plus, I mean, the last time you took a run at this, I, in some roundabout way, ended up hitting on a dead pig.

So, uh. With kind regard. Put me down.

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[stiling]

Um, beg pardon, while you entirely miss the parts where I happen to be a very awesome- engaging individual!

[ Which is about ten times less convincing when his voice cracks somewhere around "awesome" ]

[altercate]

[ derek is laughing atchu on the inside stiles.

but outwardly he just raises both his eyebrows obviously not sold on this bro try harder. ]

[stiling]

[ rude derek, his hands go indignantly to his hips as he starts nodding away. ]

Nah, you're right. You're absolutely right. She should have picked the dude moodily watching all the other people from afar until they come up with the -- Oh, ha ha, wait.

[altercate]

[ derek was raised by wolves he has an excuse. ]

Funny.

[ that tone of voice means oh no it isn't. ]