"Thanks for the ride."
"No problem." Officer Bob gets out of the driver's seat of the cruiser and opens the back doors to release the 'convicts'. Stiles and Derek start walking towards the house when they notice that Bob was following them.
"Is everything ok?" Stiles questions nervously.
"Yeah."
"Ok." Stiles turns around and he and Derek continue walking, footsteps still heard behind them. "Bob?"
"Huh?"
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing, why?"
"You're, a, well you're following us."
"Really? Oh, sorry."
"See ya Bob."
"Bye Stiles, Derek." Derek and Stiles continue walking, again hearing the footsteps behind them. "What?" The front door to the Stilinski residence is yanked open, revealing the Sheriff.
"Stiles, what the hell did you do this time?"
"It wasn't me…"
"Hi Sheriff!" Bob yells from behind Stiles and Derek, waving frantically trying to get Mr. Stilinski's attention.
"I'm so sorry… Bob? Bob, is that you? It's been so long!" Sheriff Stilinski walks over to his long time friend, bringing Bob into a manly, one-armed hug. Smiling, Sheriff Stilinski turns around, one arm still draped over the other man's shoulder, facing his son and Derek. "Stiles, do you know who this is?"
"Bob, he saved our asses today."
"He's a great friend of your mother and I. We met back at the academy. Come in and stay a while, what the hell have you been up to?" Sheriff Stilinski wraps his arm around Bob's shoulders, leading the long time friend into the house to catch up on lost time. Derek and Stiles stand in the driveway, watching the older men walk into the house.
"Do you think he's going to tell my father?" Derek shrugs. "Then again, it is too great of a story not to tell." Derek smirks, wrapping his arm around Stiles' waist and the two lovers walking to the house. Once inside, voices were heard drifting through the house, bringing it to life again. Derek starts to lead Stiles to the area where his father was located with Bob.
"Let's leave them be." Stiles stands on his tip toes, nipping at Derek's ear.
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"Can't believe that Derek let himself get caught!"
"Scott, do you really think Derek let himself get caught? I think there's something else going on, but right now, let's just enjoy the rest of the day. Let's go over there." Allison starts to drag Scott in the direction of another ride. Getting in line, the two lovers were waiting patiently for their turn to enter the ride.
"You! You were with that jackass!" The man in the kangaroo outfit stalks towards the ride's line, trying to get to Scott and Allison. Not wanting another fight to break out, Scott grabs Allison's hand and makes a quick exit out of the line, walking fast from the kangaroo mascot man. "HEY!" Kangaroo man starts wobbling, his attempt at running, after the couple
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"No."
"Jackson."
"Lydia, I said no." Lydia clenches her jaw, stands up straighter and clenches her fists. "It's not going to work; I'm not going to play that stupid game just to get a stupid stuffed animal." Lydia's eyes flash.
"Fine, I'll get it myself." Lydia hisses. The red head walks up to the booth, paying the man and receiving three balls in return. In a few seconds, all three balls were thrown, the pyramid remained. Lydia huffs out her frustration and storms away from the booth. Rolling his eyes, Jackson saunters to the booth, pays and throws the balls. The pyramid mocked him as each ball went flying past, completely avoiding the bottles. Tension builds in Jackson's shoulders.
Lydia reaches her hand out, grasping Jackson's arm. "Honey, it's fine. Let's go ride some more rides before we have to leave."
Jackson clenches his teeth. "Not until you get that stuffed animal." The man behind the booth makes his eyes grow wide.
"My friend told me about you!" Booth man grabs a bat and starts swinging it around. "You better get your ass out of here before I teach you a lesson."
"Jackson, let's go."
Jackson growls. "Not until I get the stuffed animal." He made a move, only to be greeted with booth boy jumping over the counter and inching closer.
"Jackson." Lydia snaps. "Let's go." Jackson refused, stepping closer to the guy with the bat. The beta's eyes grew wide as booth boy refused to cower away. Lydia and Jackson found themselves running as the guy from the booth start to chase them around the park.
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"Scott!"
"Lydia!
"Jackson!"
"Allison!"
The remaining pack members shout at each other, getting the other's attention.
"What the hell?" Allison looks at Jackson and Lydia's expressions.
"We got to go, like now." Lydia grabs Allison's other hand and starts dragging everyone towards the exit of the park.
"Shit. This is not going to end well." Somehow, a group of children were standing in front of the four teens, staring at them menacingly and ready to charge. "Seriously?" Scott was looking around for an alternative exit.
"Charge!" One of the kids yelled and the group started charging towards the four teens. Scott, Allison, Lydia and Jackson were frantically looking around but couldn't find an exit, well one that humans could use.
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Stiles and Derek were sitting on the roof of the Stilinski residence. The younger man was leaning into Derek's hard chest with the older man's arms wrapped around him, pulling him close. Stiles couldn't take his eyes off of the ring on his finger.
"Sorry it's nothing special."
"Huh?" Stiles tilts his head to look at Derek better.
"The ring."
"What? It's perfect. I-I just can't believe… I love you." Stiles moves his head a little bit more and Derek leans down, connecting their lips. The two lovers were caught up in the moment that they didn't hear the sirens speeding down the road and stopping in front of the house. A beat up van slows to a stop and four teens dizzily get out of the vehicle.
"Get on the ground!" Derek and Stiles finally became aware of their surroundings. Looking down at the driveway, the two men on the roof notice that Scott, Lydia, Allison and Jackson all had their arms up. Scott and Jackson were growling in annoyance and Allison and Lydia had fear plastered on their faces. The front door of the house is yanked open and two figures emerge from the confine. Sheriff Stilinski starts waving his arms around; trying to stop whatever was going on.
"What the hell?"
"Sir, we're going to have to ask you to get back inside the house!" One of the officers shouted. The officer's eyes catch sight of the badge on the man's chest. "Sheriff! We have wanted fugitives here!"
The Sheriff looks at the group of four teens, shaking his head. "What did you guys do this time? You guys can lower your weapons, I know theses delinquents."
"Sheriff?"
"Lower your weapons!" Sheriff Stilinski orders, voice stern. Slowly but surely, all weapons were lowered and taken off of the group of teens. "Kids, get inside." Hurriedly, the teens scurried into the house; Derek and Stiles were already downstairs, waiting for the others to enter the house. Derek's eyes flash crimson.
Stiles smirks. "Hey Scott, how the hell did you manage to get yourself caught?" Scott growls and rolls his eyes at his friend, going to the kitchen to grab some ice packs.
