A/N: I seriously just couldn't leave this story alone. I think it's safe to say that there will be at least three more little installments, but there could always be more. I'll try and have the next up next week. Hope you enjoy it!
I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, OR THE CHARACTERS.
"You're being ridiculous, Stiles. I've known that I was going to be Bonnie's maid of honor, since we were in diapers. We're basically sisters. And you're not even a girl!" Caroline argued with Stiles. They've been going back and forth with who should be my MOH for weeks. If Peter wasn't Derek's best man, I'm sure he would want in on the action, too. I'm doing my best to stay out of the argument. I've already decided that they're going to share the title, but watching them duke it out is too much fun to tell them now.
"Newsflash, it's the 21st century. I don't have to have a vagina to be her maid of honor! I can wear a dress with the best of them, and I'll have you know that I'll look damn good, while I'm doing it!" Stiles snapped. Peter just smirked at us from across the room. I shook my head and did my best to contain my giggles. It's easier said than done.
"Please, I'd own you." Caroline said in a sarcastic laugh.
"Sorry sweetheart, but that position is already filled." Peter said with a wink.
"If you two don't stop fighting, I'm going to pick Lydia." I threatened them. I don't think they've ever gotten so quiet in their lives.
"You wouldn't dare." Stiles sounded genuinely hurt.
"Oh, I would." I kept my poker face going strong.
"You'd never go through with it." Caroline glared at me. She and Stiles left my apartment in a huff and Peter looked at me knowingly.
"When are you going to tell them?" He asked me as a smirk grew across his face.
"I'll tell them tomorrow." I promised.
"I want to see their faces, when you do." He mused.
"Deal," I agreed.
"I knew you were my favorite for a reason." He chuckled.
"Anything for you, Daddy," I teased.
"I love you, too, Kitten."