Stiles was sitting comfortably in his room and reading a book about wolves. Everything was very knowledgeable and great to learn about, except for the fact that nothing made sense. There was absolutely nothing on teenage boys or girls, or shirtless hot-headed beastliness at all. "I am very confused," Stiles ammited out loud throwing the book behind him.
"Owow-CHie my nipple," said the hucsky voice, (jhaha like the dog). recognizing the scent of burned family, sadness, and garrbage, he knew it was the large wolf man.
"Derek! I told you, you have to weare shirts it's house policy, stupid."
"don't call me stupid, human!"
"DeRAK you are SUCCH a sour wolf!" Stiles groaned, witch saddened wolf man's ears very much. "why are you here on a full moon night?"
"I could smelled you" then derek stood very straight, suddenly covered in oil because of his werewolf full mooN poweress! Flexing his abs, he then kissed them because he works on the daily unlike his people skills.
"no"
"what"
"no you could not smell, because I shut my window wolfie," he pointed to his window which was indeed shut and also covered in wolfds bane.
"DO YJOUOU WANT TO KILL ME STITI?1?!" The weregoul's eyes shifted different colors of a stop light, truly magnificent; it reminded stiles of his childhood, beautiful..
"not really"
The wereWOLV huffed, puffed, and BLEW wind out of his hairy nostrils, until the wolfs baine was had flew out the window and into scotts bedroom. Lololol
"Wow" Stiles exclaimed excildiddly. "SO, I'm betting that's not the only reason you came here?"
"Correct! Now the whole pack can smell our copulating! Nowu are MINE!" mooed the hornie wolf.
"no bruh"
"no? But I'm oily and shirtless," whined the sad horny horn dog.
"It doesn't just work that way bb" the human frowned quietly. The wolfman gasped dramatically.
"OF COURSE IT DOES!? I ENDED UP IN ALL MY RELATIONSHIPS THAT WAYYAHEYHHYEY?" he shouted with his fangs. "THAY MAKE ME BLEED N CRY, TILL I PASS OUT, BECAUSEE THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT APPARENTLY?! JEFF SAYS IT'S GOOD FOR MORE VIEWERS!?" Stiles continued to contemplate and then he grew another mole.
"I'm gonna ride you like the wind, Bullseye."