Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf
I don't want to be here. The Sheriff realized with a frown.
He stared around at the party, everyone chatting happily. It was decided that they would have the office Christmas party early this year - you never know when some of that mysterious crime wave may make another appearance.
The Sheriff mingled for awhile, made sure that everyone was enjoying themselves, then quietly slipped away.
He got home (it wasn't hard to find the Stilinski house at night - they may have gone a bit overboard with decorating. The Sheriff wondered when the complaints will start;) and found Stiles and Scott in the living room playing some game on the playstation.
"Hey Dad!" Stiles called out when he saw the Sheriff. "Want a game?"
The Sheriff smiled and took the controller from Stiles "What do I have to do?"
Stiles and Scott launched into explanation and cheers of encouragement when the Sheriff started the game.
Needless to say he lost hopelessly, 'but with practise he'd get better.' Stiles told him nodding sagely.
The Sheriff didn't take another turn. Content to watching his boys play, egging them on and patting their back when they lost.
Funnily enough, this is exactly where the Sheriff wants to be.