A/N: I kept thinking about how funny this would be, while I was at work, earlier. Hope you all enjoy! The next chapter will be the wedding (That chapter will be longer. I promise!)!
I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, OR THE CHARACTERS.
"Is this really necessary? I mean, D and I aren't exactly traditional, anyway." I complained.
"Daddy knows what's best, Kitten." Peter stood firm. I sighed and grabbed my overnight bag, gave Derek a quick kiss and went into the hallway to wait for Peter and Stiles. Peter takes this whole wedding planning thing really seriously. It's 'bad luck' for the groom to see the bride the day before the wedding. We aren't getting married until the day after tomorrow, but since it's nearing midnight, Peter is kidnapping me from our apartment and I'm being forced to stay with him and Stiles.
"She can just come over in the morning. This is ridiculous, Peter." Derek tried.
"Oh, please nephew, if I were trying to steal her from you, she'd already be gone. No one can resist me. How do you think I got Stiles?" Peter practically purred. I stifled a laugh and I watched Derek blanch.
"There is such a thing as oversharing." Stiles was the one to speak up this time.
"Nonsense, sweetheart," Peter winked at him. Derek just gave me a knowing look. He knows when trying to argue with Peter about something is a lost cause. "You will see your beautiful bride to be at your wedding. I promise that kitten will be there, safe and sound." Peter assured him.
"And Lydia and I are doing her makeup. She will look flawless." Stiles promised.
"You?" Derek asked, confused.
"Hello? Who do you think puts on my makeup when I dress in drag? I didn't get famous, but using crayons." Stiles teased. Watching Derek put two and two together was priceless.
"Oh, I guess that makes sense. I did always wonder that." Derek admitted.
"Relax, big guy, we'll take good care of our girl. We love her just as much as you do. We wouldn't let anything happen to her." Stiles gave him a quick hug, before coming to join me in the hallway. He looped an arm through mine and we waited on Peter.
"I love you, D." I told him. He smiled at me.
"And I love you."
