Pack Rule # 15: Never – NEVER –take a laxative and a sleeping pill in the same night.

Isaac regretted the cheese eating contest that took place at 2am on a Friday night. He had won, but it came at a price, and even though he was a werewolf that didn't mean he was never constipated. He had actually thought that since he was a werewolf cheese wouldn't have that effect on him, but it still left him shitless.

He decided to take a laxative like any normal person would, but he decided to take it around ten at night. Everyone started to go to bed one by one and then he was alone watching TV in the living room at twelve something. The only mildly interesting thing that was on TV was this documentary on the life of a bug whose name he couldn't pronounce.

With a sigh he got up and got into the medicine cabinet, he remembered seeing that Derek had sleeping pills for when his work messed up his schedule. Derek worked at a club as a dancer, which the pack found hilarious since he was straight and it was a gay club, but apparently they tipped well there. Isaac remembered him saying that he only took one and it knocked him out, so he took one too. He had forgotten about taking the laxative and went to bed.

The next morning Isaac found a lovely surprise in his pants. He listened to make sure no one else was up yet before getting out of bed and finding clothes. When he got out in the hall Derek, of all people, stepped out of his bedroom door and looked sleepily at Isaac, and then his eyes widened.

"Did you –?"

"Please don't tell anyone." Isaac said pausing stopping before his Alpha.

"I won't if you go take a bath." Derek said taking a step away from him and covering his nose, "Just throw those clothes away; I'll get you new ones if I have to."

Isaac nodded and quickly rushed to the bathroom. He had forever learned his lesson about taking laxatives and sleeping pills, and he never wanted take them again.


Pack Rule # 25: Alpha gets final say.

Derek called together a pack meeting and everyone sat around on the huge sectional sofa as Derek sat on the floor in front of the fireplace. The puppy sat in his lap asleep like it had been since school let out for them –that had been when everyone started showing up – and Derek gently stroked him.

"So… why aren't you letting us watch TV again?" Erica spoke up, but whispered because the puppy was asleep.

"What's going on? What's the meeting for?" Scott said shifting around in his spot on the sectional antsy.

"We only have one topic for this meeting…" Derek said and everyone leaned forward a little in their seats, "… what are we going to name him?"

Everyone rolled their eyes and sighed at him, but – although he'd never admit it – their reactions amused him a little. After their disappointment in not having a more interesting topic for the meeting they began brain storming, although for some of them it was more like brain dripping.

"My dog's name is Prada so why not call him –"

"We are not naming him after a name brand." Jackson said and Lydia narrowed her eyes at him.

"I hate to agree with Jackson, but that isn't happening Lydia." Derek said to her and she folded her arms across her chest.

"Fine," She said huffily. The puppy sat up stretching in Derek's lap and then yawned.

"How about, Max?" Stiles asked and then looked at the puppy, "Come here Max." The puppy looked at him as if he were stupid, "Okay, I guess he doesn't like that name."

"Fido?" Isaac said and Erica snorted.

"That's a stupid name." She said.

"Well do you have anything better?" he said and she rolled her eyes.

"I think Prince would be a good name for him." She said confidently.

"Try to get him to come to you by that name." Stiles said and she rolled her eyes.

"Like he's going to know it's his name the moment we pick it." She said to him.

"Well, labs are one of the smartest breeds of dogs." Lydia said and Erica gave her a dirty look.

"Fine, come Prince, come." Erica said unenthusiastically and the dog gave her an unenthusiastic glare right back.

"Okay, that's not his name…" Stiles said wondering if the puppy was picking up Derek's behavior.

"Hey, uh, we're a pack, so why not name him like Omega or something?" Boyd offered, "Come here Omega." Boyd bent down clapped his hands, but the puppy looked at him and then stuck his nose in the air as if he were insulted, "I guess he doesn't like that."

"Beta? Come over here Beta!" Scott tired following the trend, but the puppy still wouldn't come.

"Are you a little Alpha?" Derek cooed at him – everyone went into momentary shock at the sight of Derek being sweet – and then the puppy's tongue lolled out in his signature grin and he barked up at Derek.

"Come here Alpha." Allison said and Alpha ran to her.

"I guess Alpha got the final say in his name." Derek said with a smirk.


Pack Rule # 18: Stiles is not your test dummy.

Derek was walking towards the bathroom when Stiles walked out. Derek glanced at him and then did a double take. Stiles had let his hair grow out a little, but now it was a variety of different colors, all natural, but not his. He looked at Derek and sighed.

"The girls asked me to help with hair dye." He said and Derek nodded.

"I think you went a little over board." Derek said and Stiles gave him a sarcastic laugh.

"When I said I would help them I didn't have this in mind." He said pointing at his hair and Derek chuckled, "Will you…"

"I'll go get the clippers, go outside so you don't get hair on the floor, and I'll be out there to buzz your hair after I have a talk with the girls." He said and Stiles walked down the stairs.

When Derek finally came out side Stiles looked at him, but it was now his turn to do a double take. The girls must have over powered him somehow because his hair was no longer black, but a slightly orange blonde. Stiles' face looked like he was trying to suck his lips into his mouth, but Derek knew he was just trying not to laugh.

"If you laugh, I'm taking a picture of your hair and posting on face book for everyone to see." Derek said and Stiles closed his eyes.

"I can't help it." Stiles said in a high pitched voice and Derek sighed.

"Fine, laugh," Derek said and when Stiles could breathe again he smiled up at Derek.

"So after you fix this mess on my head do you want me to fix yours?" Stiles asked and Derek smirked.

"Yeah, but you're going to be dying my hair back to black."


Cut The Dotted Line: I love it when you guys review telling me things you'd like to see! I almost posted my list of rules, there are 27 rules, and 17 of them haven't been written yet, so that would've been a big spoiler. I feel like this chapter was the least funny I've written so far. Anyway review and tell me what you think. Morana out~!