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Whilst Derek was dealing with those three kids; Melissa and the Sheriff had to keep the other six kids from eating tea. It wasn't ideally what they had planned. They had wanted for all the kids and adults to be able to sit down and eat a sort of family meal. Tomorrow they were moving into the loft seeings as Derek renovated the entire place to be suitable. So they had thought, hey why not have a family tea before moving into the new home that they'd all be living in for god only knows how long. But seeings as four of their family wasn't there then they had to postpone tea, technically by the time they were going to actually get to eat it would be supper.
Furthermore, when kids get hungry then they are known to get cranky. And when they're cranky you have a problem on your hands, a problem consisting of tantrums and even more tantrums. That's kids for you.
Out of the two adults, the Sheriff was the one mainly entertaining the kids. Due to the fact that Stiles forbid him from being allowed to cook in case he were to snack on something unhealthy or that he cooked them something unhealthy. Stiles was forever looking after his father and took his health very seriously. Even at the young age he now appeared, he still wanted his daddy to eat the correct nutrition and vitamins.
Overall the mixture of angry and bossy kids demanding to be fed whilst Melissa put the food somewhere to keep it warm. She also keeps ringing or texting Derek in a hope that he's finally done.
"AHHHH!" Melissa spun round towards the living room and ran in. The scream sounded older not that of a child so it obviously came from the Sheriff. She didn't believe that that made the scream any better. Hungry kids were scary. Another scream and she was finally in the room. Looking round she couldn't see the sheriff. She also couldn't see the kids.
Now worried she creeped in, a quick look back to make sure that none of the food was currently could possibly set on fire.
"Kids," she cooed. Hoping that they would just come out from wherever they were hiding. "This isn't funny"
That's when she heard a banging coming from the cupboard, she jogged over; unlocked the door and swung it open to reveal the Sheriff with duck tape over his mouth.
She shook her head, "Why didn't you pull that off? Your hands aren't even tied up." She grasped one end and yanked making him scream. Honestly he should be tougher than this.
He rubbed his cheek, "It hurts"
Rolling her eyes, she scanned the room, "Where are the kids?"
He turned serious, "I dunno, I was messing around with Stiles then I was pushed, tape put over my mouth and locked in the cupboard. WHat was I supposed to do?"
Give her mercy, "They are kids. Probably messing around with you. All kids do it. But now you have lost six of them."
The front door opened and in walked Derek, the twins and Isaac at long last. The kids all chorused, "Sorry we're late Mama and Sheriff."
Derek nudged them playfully and whispered, "Such suck ups, pups." Causing three little kids to stick out there tongues and giggle.
He laughed at them, not noticing the intense glares sent at him by Mama McCall. She strode forward and got right in his face. She asked menacingly, "See anything missing."
He nodded, shocking the other adults, "The pups, who if I may add, are in the kitchen eating tea without you." He looked at the Sheriff, "I taught them to do that if someone attacks." He knew it wasn't much and that an attacked would easily get out of it. But it would give his pups that extra amount of time to hopefully find a good enough place to hide. Preferably protecting them that second longer.
The other adults looked confused, "But why they'd do it?"
He rolled his eyes moving into the kitchen, being followed closely. The three pups all eager to see the others. Upon walking into the kitchen they were greeted with messy faces covered in pasta sauce.
Derek was a cross between being angry and proud. Without looking at the adults, he uttered, "Hungry pups are naughty pups."
These said pups looked up at his voice and smiles. Stiles, who was bouncing around upon his chair, yelled, "Bowls over there for you. You see what I did...you see. Just like you said, Der! Just like you said!"
Derek walked over, ruffling the pups hair, "Proud of you but next time don't use it on your dad. Only on intruders, got it Stilinski."
Stiles beamed, "Gotcha!" and went back to eating.
