AN got supes long but some of it might be worth reading, maybe?

Ooooh, my gooooood, guuuuuuuys, I'm so sorry I'm absolutely terrible. Life's been shitty since like, the election. Not even just that because goodness knows I'm sure a lot of us were devastated, it's just kind of been one thing after another for me,but long story short lost two (2) jobs and am unemployed ergo hardcore depression ergo Rhi can't write for shit. But with impeachment looming near, my hope for the America is looking slightly up, and so I found it in me to get this done, because OY GH MOD, This chapter was so slow and boring to write, like I love it, but it was IMPOSSIBLE. I have the an extra chapter after this already written, but I also have about 10 chapters which I already have the premises for, so I want to get at least one of those done before I post that. I'm hoping that's tonight, seeing as I got this done and wrote the extra just today and it's only almost 1:30am and I don't plan to go to bed 'til like 6, I still have to write replies and upload and I suck, so we'll see.

I'll do replies in a sec, but there were a lot of these reviews and I just wanna kind of say this en masse so I don't have to get all teary with every single one:

I love when you guys drop cute little "keep it up!" comments, because somehow it's always when I'm feeling shittiest and like I shouldn't bother because I don't think anyone cares. Take that how you will, but I just want you all to know I hear you, I feel your love, and I really do love you with all my heart, guys. I actually had the review page open while I was WRITING because remembering how much you all like this really does mean the world to me and gives me life. Questions and in depth stuff post-update are amazing too, but please know that I really do love "little" reviews just as much.

~MOVING ON~

Will Dawg: I have not gotten this exact question, no, and honestly it's tough to answer. Obviously there's stuff that's changed due to the inherent changes of the crossover, and there's stuff that's I've added for more dramas and plot and personal preference like making Stiles more so main character and the Peter/Chris storyline and little things like Jackson not being such a dick, and there's a lot of stuff I left out or will leave out because it either no longer makes sense in the story or I just really don't want to include it. At the same time since the show was largely in Scott's perspective, a lot will happen "off-screen", more important stuff will be kind of obvious but a lot of it will be kind of a Schrödinger's Re-write where it's hard to tell if it happened or not. If you really want to know, I'd say ask me and I'll tell you whether it did or not. I pretty much plan on following the major plot of season 1 with the alpha going after who he thinks had a part in the fire, Kate being a sociopath, and the gang trying to stop both of those things while Chris is one-hundy not helpful. After season 1, I don't know if I'll continue, but if I do, and I'd love to, it'll probably be more picking and choosing and working around the already established relationships and plots. If we ever get to season 3 and on, it'll almost definitely take a departure from the show plot wise. On a side note, I've been thinking of getting some more SPN characters involved. Charlie, Claire, Jody and Donna maybe? What do you think?

OTP 101: AND I LOVE YOU TOO. I MEAN "IT". WHAT?

Always: … I'm really sorry bro, but I mean long term, this is kiiiinda sooon?

Guest Feb 22nd: Shit I fucked up, now I don't know if this is the Guest I said should stay Guest, or a new guest, I fucked up out guesting system guys, I fucked up. Well if you're the Guest named Guest I apologize but I must rename you Mutton. If you are a different guest I'm sorry you got caught up in this and I beseech you the title Pumpkin Pie. I love you too- I mean- fuck. Enjoy the chapter.

Bookworm: Hellooo~, I've definitely gotten similar comments. The way I was taught I was told you almost never start a paragraph with narrative, unless it's the start of a story or for a good reason. If you want a character to do something BEFORE they or someone else talk, you should put it in the previous paragraph. And that's the best I can explain it really. I write in chronological order. If the character sighs before speaking I put it in the previous paragraph. Sometimes I still do descriptives after sometimes I don't, I'm an enigma tbh, but every writer has quirks, some of my favorite writers had some annoying writing habits, but one thing I've noticed? No good writer I've ever read has ever written the way we're told is "the proper way". Everyone breaks the rules, and that's what makes literature amazing.

Guest Apr 30: 1- If you are not Mutton or Pumpkin Pie, I'm naming you Grape, nice to meet you, welcome to the party. And my dear…. My dearie dear. I'm not even watching these shows anymore. I do not plan to stop this anytime soon, I swear. Hugs and kisses.

((Update it's now 3am, wish me luck, guys.))

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"Well, green dye must be delicious then," Derek insisted as Stiles shook his head trying not to giggle like a seven year old. "Because green jello is the best." Stiles rolled his eyes. Stiles' amused smile made him grin. He suspected he was getting more pleasure from taking Stiles' mind off everything than Stiles was, but given he was probably in pain, Derek hardly had the heart to feign offense. But this time Derek couldn't catch Stiles' witty retort, his hearing forcibly focused on the sound of running, the footsteps of a man and the frantic clacking of heels. His heart caught in his chest. The Argents? He stood as they approached, no idea what he thought he was going to do. But a small red headed girl burst in instead, dragging along one of Scott and Stiles' teammates, both frantic until their eyes landed on Stiles, leaning back on the elevated bed. Stiles gave them a look of touched surprise.

"Hey you guys! Sick flip right?" They shared a relieved, if not a tad annoyed, sigh. The lacrosse player, number 37 Derek noted, spoke first.

"Jesus, Stilinski, we thought you were dead or something!" Stiles nodded understandingly.

"It was pretty killer, wasn't it?" The girl growled in frustration, whacking Stiles with her purse as she came over. Stiles shielded himself halfheartedly. "Ow, Lyyyyydssss, I'm injured!"

"You better be, scaring me like that!" She pulled another chair over. "How bad is it? Did you break anything?" As Stiles shook his head, his teammate moved to stand behind who Derek assumed was Lydia.

"I don't think so. A little bruised all over, but I'm fine." Derek shook his head, much to Stiles' displeasure.

"He will be fine, but the doctors are saying he's still a bit concussed." Stiles shook his head, tenderly.

"Yeah, and what do doctors know?"

"That you're concussed?" Derek offered,sternly.

"Balderdash. I feel great." With a raised brow, Derek retorted.

"Right, actually shake your head then."

"You act like I wouldn't do it just to be an ass?" Derek shook his head and sighed, turning his attention to the new visitors.

"The doctor said it's not too bad, he'll be laid up for a few days to rest, but he can go home tomorrow." Jackson gave Stiles a nod.

"Congrats, Stilinski, you might even get out of a couple days of school." Stiles quietly snorted in agreed amusement.

"At least there's that." He said half serious, half sarcastic. Derek rolled his eyes, but he smiled still. Lydia hummed through a tight lipped smile though, not as entertained..

"Don't worry Stiles, I'm sure someone will bring you your assignments." She said in a vaguely sing song. "But on a more fun note, me and Allison were thinking we should all do something together. Once you're on your feet again, of course." Derek sat back, smiling politely, finding a bit of cheer in just listening to Stiles and his friend tweet back and forth at each other like little song birds on a branch. It was comforting to see him having a semi normal life, even if there were the ever so often odd interruptions, as he'd secretly worried about Stiles being dragged into a messy life he didn't sign up for. Stiles wasn't as enchanted it would seem, as he side eyed Lydia's proposal with unease.

"We?"

"Yeah?" She nodded, not seeing what he was getting at.

"We as in?" He expanded in absences of the answer he was looking for.

"Well, us, Scott and Allison, and you two. You know a group date kinda thing." Derek didn't think his smile had ever left his face so fast (hint: of course it had), replaced instantly with a dumbfounded look of confusion. You two?

"Us two?" Stiles echoed his thoughts. "Like, me and Derek?"

"'Derek and I'." Lydia corrected, much to Jackson's nod, at which of course Stiles could only react with snark.

"Great now I'm not even invited." He snipped quickly, taking a moment to smirk, as Lydia raised an eyebrow at his ridiculous joke.. Derek schooled his surprise, and spoke up.

"Uh, I'm not... really sure, we haven't even had a date on our own yet… at least not one where Stiles hasn't almost died." Lydia looked to Stiles, who nodded in agreement.

"True, sadly. We even had to cancel brunch for tomorrow." Derek nodded.

"Besides, I'm an infamous killjoy, I'd hate to ruin your fun." Jackson shook his head at that.

"Don't be ridiculous, we'll probably do a movie or mini golf or some random crap. The only way to make it any more boring is less people." Stiles spared a quick glare while Jackson wasn't looking, one that said Great, now he's helping Lydia make my life more awkward. Derek didn't quite know what to say, and in his hesitation, Lydia swooped on Stiles too.

"And given you have a few days bed rest, I'm sure you two will find some alone time together before then." She gave them a wink, and they were both suddenly at a complete loss, not knowing how else to respond but agreement just to make the topic stop. Derek never knew he was capable of choking on his own tongue, but he managed it somehow.

"Uuaah…" Stiles looked to him. Oh no. How was he supposed to talk after that either?

"..." Nothing, as Derek sat mouth open, waiting for inspiration to strike. Nothing. He cleared his throat. "It… sounds…. Like fun, I guess… When were you thinking?"

"Great!" Lydia smiled, genuine and for all intensive purposes well meaning, but so calculated and mischievous that it made Derek's subconscious make a noise of resounding discomfort. A celebration of getting what she wanted. "We were thinking probably Wednesday night. It's not set in stone though, so if you're available…" Derek gave a stiff shake of his head, looking to Stiles as he opened his mouth. Stiles gave a shrug of defeat, and Derek gave a small sigh to match.

"Nope, I've got Wednesday's free, I guess…"