Based loosely off of Shakespeare's comedy Much Ado About Nothing. The pack hatches a plan to get Stiles and Derek, who can't stand each other, to fall in love. Meanwhile Erica plots against Isaac and Scott out of jealousy. Rated M for language. Stiles/Derek.
Obviously don't own Teen Wolf. Blah blah. Wished I own a piece of dat as- What? I was just going to say I wish I owned a piece of that astoundingly yummy looking cake I almost bought today. Sheesh.
Stiles paced the length of the abandoned station, mumbling incoherently to himself. Lydia and Allison watched tiredly, sitting on beat up chairs in the corner. Lydia had not been impressed that she had to wait in the station for everyone else to return. Seriously this place must be breaking like a thousand health code violations. Lydia and Stiles had been waiting since early morning for the wolves and were joined by Allison in the afternoon. She and Scott had been doing the classic on-again off-again relationship and they were currently off. She had, after all, become a major psycho bitch and tried to kill everyone. A little time away from the supernatural business of the town was probably the best, like for everybody. But when she had found out that the pack had gone off to fight some major death battle against an entire fucking alpha pack- well let's just say she just realized her undying love for Scott-again. She had gone straight to the station only to find Lydia and Stiles had set up camp. As they were only human, they had to stay behind and let the big pups fight, much to Stiles' utter annoyance.
"They all better come back alive, or I swear to God I'll- I'll…"
Lydia sighed. Stiles had conveniently forgotten to take his meds and had not stopped nervously walking about the station.
"I should be there. Just like fucking Derek to leave me behind. How many times have I saved his furry ass? Half of the pack isn't even in total control of themselves!"
Stiles cared deeply for the members of the pack. Well he cared deeply for his best friend Scott and Isaac was pretty chill. Boyd was cool too, well at least he thought he was cool, the guy never says much. Erica was tolerable. Jackson was wonderful when he was located across the country at some schmancy boarding school. And Derek – well Derek frankly was a douche on wheels. Always abusing his were powers in the art of intimidation. Throwing Stiles into walls and shit, always threatening to rip his throat out with his teeth. Rude as hell.
Lydia rolled her eyes and exchanged an exasperated look with Allison. This was like the millionth time Stiles had bitched about Derek. Out of all of the members of the pack, those two got along well the worst. Yeah Derek is broody and emotionally constipated and doesn't give a rat's ass about anyone who isn't his beta, but he is the Alpha and he does in his own way care so really there was no point in incessant bitching. Derek did the same to Stiles too. After a pack meeting his betas had to suffer through "God Stiles is annoying." "That spaz needs to respect my authority" "His insufferable chatting is hazardous to my health" blah blah. The two were a pain in the pack's ass.
Nearing the evening Stiles had finally sat down and stared blankly ahead, his worry finally winning out on his spastic tendencies. Lydia had just about fallen asleep, her head bobbing sleepily and Allison was whittling away at an old wooden scraps when finally a door was heard opening. Suddenly all three heads whipped to the entrance where the pack bruised but healthy came waddling in.
"SCOTT" Allison shrieked and ran at her ex/no longer ex? boyfriend. Lydia and Stiles too had gotten to their feet and were examining the pack for any life threatening injuries.
"So everyone is here in one piece so I'm guessing you guys..?"
"Kicked some ass!"
Isaac happily answered Stiles. He chuckled and he hugged him awkwardly. Isaac was bouncing off the walls. Apparently the alpha pack had underestimated Derek's pack and Isaac was proud to show off his abilities and wipe the smile off their smug faces. Stiles next went to Boyd who gruffly nodded at him acknowledging that he had survived with few injuries and that a bro-hug was just not necessary. Stiles nodded back and turned and faced Erica.
"Well Batman do I get a welcome home hug too?"
"I don't know Catwoman, how many of the poor Alphas did you trick with your devilishly good looks before savagely ripping them to pieces?"
"Three actually" she smirked proudly and Stiles rolled his eyes, but gave her a stiff hug anyway. He scrunched his nose in disgust though when he discovered that there was blood covering her and that his favorite Avengers shirt was now spoiled.
"That is disgusting."
"Dude!" Stiles turned to be ambushed by Scott who tackled him with a big hug. Stiles laughed happily, glad to see his best friend was safe and thanks to Allison happy. That only left-
"Oh hey"
Derek just raised an eyebrow and sat in one of the abandoned seats silently brooding.
Stiles rolled his eyes and turned back to Scott who was holding Allison's hand and making obvious goo goo eyes.
"So what happened? Where are the battle stories! Come on I have been cooped up in this shit hole for like 12 hours. Don't leave out any gory details!"
The pack groaned, all were a bit too exhausted after fighting off an entire fucking alpha pack and weren't really in the mood for storytelling just to appease Stiles. Well except Isaac who is a never ending ball of adorable energy. The dude must have some secret stash of energy drinks somewhere.
"Well the Alphas thought we were attacking tomorrow so we had the element of surprise. That mojo Dr. D made to cover our scent worked great and they didn't know we were coming until we attacked full on. We really scared them but to be honest it wasn't looking too good for us. I mean they can all turn into mother-fuckin' wolves and here we are only recently turned! The twins gained up against me and got me in the side real good. For real bro I thought I was going to die there for a second. Then our mighty savior Derek was like 'Hell no! No one messes with my betas but me!' and went badass werewolf and like literally tore the brawny one apart. It was scary as shit but fucking awesome!"
Stiles glanced at Derek who rolled his eyes like whatever but a smug smile was visible on his face. Douche.
Isaac kept going.
"-then Scott got a hold of the woman with the dagger claws and ripped out her throat. The rest were all seriously maimed so they just surrendered. Seriously it was awesome! Scott totally gets MVP but Derek gets leader of fucking eternity."
Stiles patted Scott on the back.
"Nice man! Good to know your werewolf fighting skills are a lot better than your World of War Craft skills."
Derek frowned at that. He felt a little shortended. He did just take down like half of that pack by himself. Stiles noticed the sour expression and shrugged.
"What?"
Derek shook his head.
"Now that the Alpha pack has been taken care of we need to find out where Gerard is and- what he is."
He looked pointedly at Stiles.
"You need to research and get together with Deaton. Report at the end of the week."
Stiles looked at him in disbelief.
"Are you fucking kidding me? We just finished kicking ass and already we have a new assignment? What the fuck? This isn't fucking Warehouse 13. We aren't spies or shit! Shouldn't we be celebrating or something? Like pack barbeque or whatever?"
Derek walked over to Stiles getting in his face and smiling coyly.
"One: you did no ass-kicking. The werewolves- you know super-beings of the night- did the ass kicking. Two: We are celebrating tomorrow but you need to stay home and figure out where Gerard is."
Stiles stared at him open-mouthed.
"So you're saying that Lydia and I don't get to party with the wolves because we're human and not dick heads like yourself?"
"No Lydia is welcome to come, I really don't think this is a two man job."
"You're fucking joking right?"
"No. This is important Stiles. If you want to be part of the pack you have to contribute."
"Oh don't fucking start with me. I contribute a hell of a lot and you know it. How many times have I saved each of your asses? How many times have I lied to my dad to get information on the cases, literally getting him fired! So don't you dare say that I don't fucking contribute to this pack."
Stiles was fuming. His face was blotchy and his eyes were dark with anger. Derek met his gaze studying him, thinking.
"Fine, whatever, you have one day off until you get the information for me."
Stiles huffed and walked out of the station grumbling. "Stupid Sourwolf thinks he's the boss…"
Scott looked after his friend shaking his head slightly. Would those two ever stop bickering? Not likely. But it made everyone else uber uncomfortable when they fought. Too much… tension.
"And Scott," Scott turned his head back to his Alpha. "Good job today. You really proved yourself. I am proud to call you second in command." Scott grinned and Isaac patted him on the back nodding in agreement.
"Isaac. You did great too. You showed excellent control especially so newly turned. I couldn't have asked for a better pack"
Isaac lit up at this. All he ever wanted was the approval of his Alpha. Today was fucking Christmas.
With a nod of dismissal from Derek, the pack left the station. Lydia chatted away with Allison who was currently holding hands with Scott as both gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. Isaac was staying over Scott's so he also left with them. He walked out with a bounce- a literal bounce- in his step. Derek smiled fondly. What puppies.
Erica, on the other hand, was watching their retreating backs with a deep frown on her face. Her lips curled up in a silent snarl. She had been there at the battle too but of course no one acknowledges her. Well except Stiles but Erica didn't care about the opinions of humans. But her Alpha, who she adored and waited upon hand and foot, didn't even tell her good job. She had taken down three of the Alphas by herself! But no Derek only cared to acknowledge his favorite betas. Scott who only a few months ago would have killed him before joining his pack! Yet Derek liked him and Isaac best. Isaac the first he turned. Scott and Isaac as cute as puppies. It disgusted her. She had accepted the bite because she thought she would stop fading into the background. She would be powerful and people would worship her. But no, even as a werewolf people still could care less about her. It was all Isaac and Scott's fault. Well she wasn't going to sit by and take it any more. No, she would show them, she would show Derek…
The pack walked out to their parked cars discussing the never ending conflict between their favorite Alpha and favorite spaz.
"Ugh they bicker all the time-"
"In every pack meeting!"
"They sound like a married couple!"
Lydia stopped.
"Wait, that's it!"
The group looked at her confused. She sighed as if what she was about to tell them were obvious.
"Ever notice how much tension is between them?" nods. "Well it seems to me that it's just a lot of sexual tension."
Scott looked sickened at this idea. "Um no they hate each other"
"But just think if they were a couple! I bet there sex would be-"
"Oh my god just stop!" Scott cried "That is just so many levels of wrong."
But Allison was looking at Lydia thinking.
"Actually I can kind of see them being a couple. Sort of Yin and Yang."
Scott whipped around to look at her eyes wide.
Isaac nodded slowly "I think they would be cute. Derek sort of needs some happiness in his life and Stiles needs to just mellow out a bit."
Scott through his hands in the air. "Fine yeah they would probably make a great couple it's just weird. Stiles is my best friend and Derek is my Alpha…"
"Oh Scott" Allison leaned her head against his shoulder and looked up at him, batting her eyes, "Don't you think they both deserve to have a loving relationship?"
Scott sighed. Damn those long persuasive eyelashes.
"Fine. But what do we do? Neither are willing to jump into a relationship just because we think they would be cute together and hate listening to their bickering. In fact both would probably beat me to a bloody pulp at the suggestion"
"Oh don't worry about that" Lydia smiled slyly "I have just the plan…"
And I have such plans for this story! Love this play. Love this show. Love Sterek. Review! It makes me write faster. Swear, I'm like Tinkerbell where if you don't clap she dies. Minus the dying. I'll just make a date with Ben and Jerry, no biggie.