casually procrastinates

[herosfather]

I define doing an application as sitting down and focusing your attention on what needs to be submit in a timely manner. You realize you've got more than enough to work with that you don't need to do any complex digging, right, kid?

[...]

You're going to leave this to the last minute, aren't you.

[...]





Alright, suit yourself.

Comments

[abrahamic]

Last minute inspirations can be good things, I think?

[herosfather]

See, coming from a kid your age, that kind of thinking doesn't surprise me.

[wolfteen]

Mr Stilinski?

Hey! Are, are you going somewhere?

[herosfather]

Looks like it.

[THE MOST SKEPTICAL:]

A ship. In space.

[wolfteen]

[ Completely unsure tbh ]

Like, in actual space?

That's, um, not exactly Beacon Hills. Are you looking forward to it?

[herosfather]

I'm not sure looking forward is a term I'd use. All I'm hearing are rumors, but they don't sound pretty.

[wolfteen]

Really? Cause, you know, space might be cool. Like Star Trek or something. You probably shouldn’t tell Stiles, he’ll be totally jealous.

[herosfather]

He's uh- [and then there's that look. you know, the one when a father doesn't know where his son is but knows he could be in serious trouble] He's already up there.

[wolfteen]

[ Oh that look. Yeah, Scott sees Mr Stilinksi look like that a lot. ]

Oh.

I'm sure he's fine! He'll be great. He, um, he always is, right?

[herosfather]

[the sheriff looks at him for a long moment. the last time his son went missing, he came back with abrasions on his face and a look in his eyes no kid his age should have.]

Yeah, he is.

[wolfteen]

[ Yeah. And all because he's friends with Scott. Great world they live in, huh. ]

He'll, um. He'll be glad to see you, though. [ So guilty. ]

[hotashale]

I think that's the modus operandi of these kids.

[herosfather]

[the most unsures ngl.]

Apparently.

[hotashale]

[Just roll with it, Papa Stiles. Nobody knows what Peter's supposed to be these days. And he's just grateful you're above the age of seventeen and not his nephew.]

I guess there are worse things they could be doing. Even if all of this is... odd.

[herosfather]

Odd doesn't even begin to cover what the last two years of my life have been.

[awake and well coma patients being one of them peter]

[hotashale]

I know that feeling pretty well.

[Try being the former coma patient.]

[herosfather]

Doesn't look like anything's really changing.

Just the scenery.

[hotashale]

So you're actually being shipped off somewhere. I don't know if that counts as lucky or not. Mine's going back and forth on the idea but I doubt anything will come of it.

Where are you heading?

[herosfather]

I wouldn't be so quick to shut them down.

A, uh, space ship. [still having difficulty with that one.]

[hotashale]

I'm gonna go ahead and say not lucky, then. Mine's apparently sent someone there before. She says it's nice, she knows the people and they're good.

But she's incredibly fickle, so. I'm not concerned.

... What do you even do on a space ship?

[God, how would full moons even work?]

[herosfather]

See, that's what I keep hearing, and I'm not really liking that foreboding feeling I'm getting.

[he splays his hands in a clear i have no fucking idea]

[hotashale]

I'm pretty sure that foreboding is gonna follow you anyway. At least it's the final frontier?

[Peter offers a friendly grin and a half shrug. Yeah, he has no idea what to tell you. Even for him, this is a weird situation.]

[studmuffin]

Can't you like threaten them with physical violence so you don't have to go anywhere?

[ You have a gun, dad. Use it. ]

[herosfather]

It didn't work for the curly fries, I don't think it's gonna work in this situation, either.

[studmuffin]

You never know until you try it.