Disclaimer for all chapters: I don't own Teen Wolf. (If I did, it would be very different.)
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Word: Effloresce
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"So this thing is..."
"A demon flower from Hell? Yeah, pretty much," Stiles said, sighing and shrugging at the slow-blossoming flower.
"I was going to say efflorescent," Scott admitted.
"Word of the day toilet paper?" Stiles asked, grinning slightly.
"Yeah. Hey, don't look at me like that, I've got to study where I can!" Scott said, glaring at him half-heartedly while Stiles just laughed in response.
The demon flower kept blossoming and then it started spreading pollen everywhere, making Scott sneeze loudly. He figured it was an automatic response since none of the pollen was actually moving towards him, but floating towards Stiles instead.
"If this isn't sex pollen, I'm going to be so pissed at this flower for ruining my favourite shirt! And even if it is sex pollen, I'm going to be pissed because Derek's not back for another three hours," Stiles grumbled, trying to swipe the pollen off his shirt. "Oh, shit."
"What shit? No, no shitting. There can't be shit. We're on our own and this is not the time for shit to be happening!"
"The pollen's multiplying. Like crazy fast," Stiles added, the dots of pollen seeming to swarm across his shirt as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
"Geez, that's not good. Can you get it off?" Scott asked warily, not exactly willing to move forward in case it stuck to him too.
Stiles muttered, sliding his hands into his sleeves, and after a few awkward minutes of manoeuvring and more muttering, he was standing in the forest sans shirt and pollen. The pollen kept floating towards Stiles' shirt instead of Stiles himself, and they both let out a sigh of relief.
"Hey, have you been working out?" Scott asked, smiling broadly.
"Well, yeah. Derek gets up before 8 on the weekends, and he's actually strict about his exercise routine. Besides, he steals the blanket, so it's either join him or freeze my ass off in bed."
"Aw, he wants to spend time with you! If I tried that with Kira, I think she'd kick my ass," Scott mused.
"Yeah, she definitely would, dude. Come on, let's get out of here before the pollen decides it wants me instead of my shirt," Stiles said, patting Scott's shoulder.
Scott nodded and they jogged back to the Jeep.
"Oh, and Scott? Let's not tell Derek about us trying to defeat the demon flower from Hell, yeah?"
"Dude, I'm not that stupid. He'd kill me for putting you in danger, even if it's just a flower."
Right on cue the flower burst into flames, and Stiles decided that leaving the demon flower alone was the best course of action. He tore out of the forest without looking back, Scott staring over his shoulder and urging Stiles to drive faster! Shit-shit-shit!
Later that night when Derek asked if anything interesting had happened while he'd been gone for the weekend, Stiles kept his heartbeat under control and lied for everyone's sake.
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End of word challenge.
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