Chapter 22 - A Fools' Game

ARGENTS' HOUSE

''But you're fine right?'' he asked into his phone hearing Stiles still seemingly out of breath, he wished he'd heard about the whole thing earlier and he'd been there instead of dinner with his mom.

Luckily Stiles told him once more that he was fine and that everything had worked out rather in the favor, at least now they knew what creature they were dealing with that was going around killing people. Although the word Kanima brought forth some things in mind, Mickey still felt a confused frown form on his brows as Stiles explained what the creature was.

He took the last few steps that led up to the porch and bid Stiles goodnight with the promise that they would talk more at school, the spasm sounded ready to fall asleep and Mickey didn't want to hold him up any longer. As he ended the call he put his phone back in his pocket and raised his hand to knock on the door, only his knuckle barely touched the door before it was opened. Figuring it would be Allisons' father Mickey prepared himself to sigh but stilled as he laid eyes on the older Argent, Gerard looking just as surprised as he stood in the doorway.

''Your Rachaels' son aren't you?'' the man asked as he eased his composure into a more relaxed one, a knowing smile on his lips as he raised a curious brow towards him.

Feeling the hairs on his neck stand erect under the old hunters gace, Mickey opted on taking a more confident stance, ''Mr. Argent, or should I call you Principal Argent?''

His question seemed to bring the man to a short laugh before he took a step forward so that he could close the door behind him, closing it from prying ears, ''When I saw you at the funeral I thought you looked like your mother, now looking at your eyes all I can see is your father.''

Opening his mouth to reply he was stopped by the sound of a car driving into the parking lot, Mickey glanced behind and didn't know if he should feel relieved or more nervous by the appearance of Chris. The man himself looked surprised to see the unusual pair stood on the porch and his eyes remained as he locked the car and made his way over.

''Christopher, I was just telling young Jagger here how much he looks like his father,'' Gerard said with an overly joyful tone causing Mickey to frown, the man was more of a joke then the word itself.

Looking between the two as he came to a stop, Chris let his eyes stay on Mickey, ''A much unfortunate thing, now I guess you're here for Allison?''

Replying with a curt nod, Mickey hoped that the two hunters would just let him pass. His hand in his pocket was gripping his cellphone ready to dial the quickest number if needed, yet he did not think Chris would allow any such scene in front of his house.

''You're the one dating my granddaughter?'' Gerard asked looking genuinely surprised, Mickey glanced at Chris and noted the look on his face as he seemed to regret that the news had been brought to light.

''Yea, history seems to have a thing for repeating itself,'' Mickey said with a slight smirk knowing his words would get under the hunters' skin, the man himself chuckled as he looked pleased with the teens' dearing words.

Taking a further step forward, Mickey wanted to flinch away but stood his ground as the old hunter came too close for comfort. He could see Chris preparing to interfere but stayed put as Gerard leaned so that his mouth was close to Mickeys' ear, ''Maybe this time she'll pull the trigger.''

With those parting words, the old man headed down from the porch and towards his car, sending both remaining males a satisfied smile before he got in the car and drove off. Mickey spat into the bushes, feeling disgusted by the encounter. Chris merely gave him a looking before he moved to open the door, raising an eyebrow to ask if Mickey was gonna head inside but the teen gestured that he wouldn't. Instead, he too headed down the porch as he decided that he'd enough of the hunters for one night.

BEACON HILLS' HIGH SCHOOL

Putting his books down on the desk he barely had sat down on the chair before he spun around to face the girl who was seated behind him, his elbows leaning on her desk as he rested his chin in his hands, ''Sorry about yesterday.''

''Don't think about it, although I'll have you make up for it,'' Allison said as she shifted between the several pages in her book, a teasing smile on her lips as she glanced at him.

He didn't mind that at all, it wasn't like he didn't want to spend time with her the day before it was just that things had come between, ''I'll make up for it.''

The teacher walked into the room and he was forced to turn back around, preparing himself for the hardest class. French.

...

He'd met up with Scott and Stiles on their way to chemistry, besides, they told him about Lydia and how Derek had ordered for her to be tested as she could be the Kanima. Mickey didn't understand the whole thing and found it odd how a beautiful girl like Lydia could turn into an ugly lizard, it sounded more like something Jackson would do. Still, he promised to help out to keep Lydia safe from Erica and Isaac, who no longer was suspected for his fathers' murder. The day was just getting better and better.

Heading into the classroom he wasn't paying much attention before Scott and Stiles suddenly took off and sat down on either side of Lydia, Mickey rolled his eyes but found no regrets as a hand suddenly gripped his own and Allison appeared by his side leading him to an empty table which they could share.

''What's going on?'' she asked as they took their seats, her head gesturing towards Scott and Stiles and the way they were making it very obvious that something was up the way the plastered themselves to Lydia.

Glancing their way Mickey turned fully towards Allison, his head giving a curt nod towards the table behind the trio where Erica and Isaac had sat down, ''Derek thinks that Lydia's the kanima.''

She was about to respond when Harris entered the room, ''Einstein once said, "Two things are infinite: The universe and human stupidity; And I'm not sure about the universe." I have encountered infinite stupidity. So to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you're going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments. Let's see if two heads are indeed better than one. Or in Mr. Stilinski's case, less than one.''

Rolling his eyes Mickey glanced at Stiles who seemed just as fed up about it, there was no future love to blossom between the teacher and student.

''Erica, you take the first station. You'll start with -,'' Harris said before several male students held up their hands to be picked as her partner, something that would not have happened only a few days ago Mickey mused, ''I didn't ask for volunteers. Put your hormonal little hands down. Start with Mr. McCall. All right, next two.''

Hearing his name being called to stay put while Allison moved over to Lydia, Mickey focused on the instructions as he did not care for who would be his partner. Still, when Isaac sat down beside him it was hard to keep his face neutral, the air around the blonde was so different from before he'd received the bite.

''Are you also here to stop us?'' Isaac suddenly asked as he glanced around the room while Mickey absently followed the instructions as he added the different components to their experiment.

''Depends,'' he finally answered as he focused on adding the exact amount of drops, finding Isaacs' heavy gaze distracting.

The werewolf shifted as he sent a look in Scotts' directing causing Mickey to do the same, the way Erica was groping him bordered to sexual harassment, ''On what?''

''My interest in Allison and seeing as Lydia is her friend,'' Mickey paused as he turned to look at the werewolf seated by his side, their meeting for the first time, ''I'd kill you all if you so much as lay a finger on either of them.''

The air between the two grew thick as they stared in silence, neither backing off. Mickey could see the was Isaacs' jaw twitch with annoyance, most likely both irritated and humored that Mickey dared to make such threats to a werewolf. Though they had no time for further talk as Harris rang the bell and told everyone to change seats, Mickey sent Isaac a humorless smile before he waved him off.

He should have figured that his next partner would be Erica, yet his nose was unprepared for the strong scent of her perfume. He'd barely known her at all before her change and even though most saw her hin higher standards now, he didn't see anything that impressive about her. Her brown eyes were nothing like Allison' and even though he had blonde hair, he'd always preferred brunettes.

''I've always wondered where you fit into the picture,'' she said as she leaned closer to him, making a thing out of a showing of her cleavage, ''You're dating Allison which Scott also seems to like, your friends with Scott but you're not fighting his cause like Stiles.''

His eyes remained on the experiment at hand just as it had done when Isaac sat beside him, finding no interest in the blonde who was leaning ever closer the longer she was ignored.

''Whenever my mother can't find words of her own, she quotes someone,'' Mickey finally said and glanced at the girl by his side who looked pleased to have made him talk, ''A fool can't help but be a fool, but when others follow, he makes a fool of us all. I'm not gonna let anyone make me look like a fool.''

The bell dinged again and Erica disappeared, Mickey watched as she walked over to Allisons' table and took a seat with a satisfying look on her face. Looking to the front of the room he could see Isaac sat with Lydia, nothing they could do now but to hope that she would be alright.