A Final Bid

Stiles ran his hands over his bright red face, when was this hell going to end? He didn't even know how Greenburg was coming up with these questions. When did he lose his first tooth (Lydia somehow managed to answer that one, probably guessed an age by statistic at least that's what Stiles assumed)? What size underwear did he wear (Derek jumped in with that one, only shrugging when he got it right mentioning that he'd been through Stiles' dresser drawers and had taken notice, whatever that means)? When he lost his virginity (Of course Malia got that one but she also earned herself a set of glares from the other contestants)? Like that wasn't embarrassing enough, Greenburg just kept going.

Everyone seemed to be tied. Stiles was already beet red when Greenburg announced the final tie-breaker. "What is Stiles real name?" He didn't want this! He didn't want the whole audience to know his real name! Why would Greenburg do this to him?! When none of the contestants seemed to be answering another hand flew up energetically. "Scott, put your hand down unless you want to take your best friend out on a date and fork up $1000 dollars to do it." Greenburg spat and Scott slowly lowered his hand with a shy smile to Stiles. "Well then…I guess I'll have to come up with another ques…"

"Five thousand dollars!" A male voice shouted out from the back. Stiles knew the voice but couldn't place it with the echo of the room and the bright lights focused on him. "How's that for a tie-breaker?" The voice stepped into the light with a sly grin. Of course…

"Peter, go home." Derek growled.

"Sold!" Greenburg hit his gavel on his stand. "Stilinski goes to the creep in the back for $5000! Well that was certainly an interesting evening, wasn't it folks? And we've raised way above our goal!" Greenburg continued with his speech as Stiles was pulled off the stage and trudged up to Peter.

Stiles raised an eyebrow at the older man. "I never thought of you as much of a pedophile Peter. I mean, I've considered you many awful things but…"

"Don't be stupid." Peter rolled his eyes and put an arm over Stiles' shoulders as he turned the boy to the three angry contestants that had been bidding. "I don't want you Stiles. I just thought I could make this game a little more…interesting. You'll have to make a final choice eventually. I'm just here to make sure you make an informed decision."

A nervous laughter left Stiles' lips. "Who are you, the zombie matchmaker?"

Peter smiled and leaned into Stiles' ear. "I always liked you kid. You could always perform under pressure. But it's not fair to drag these poor fools along. I'm not even that cruel. So, for my date you're going to spend an hour with each of them and by the end you'll have to make a decision. If you don't…well, who really wants to live in that cliché teenage angst and love triangles? Just decide Stiles." He squeezed the boys shoulder, laughing as he heard Stiles' heartbeat pick up. "This is going to be fun."

Stiles took a dry gulp of thick saliva. This wasn't going to be fun. Who the hell does he choose?

/So sorry for the long wait! I honestly did not expect all of the reviews I got on this story! It's the most I've ever gotten for just one chapter! Each and every one made my day, so thank you so much! I know this was really short but I didn't want to go into the different dates and I wanted to put something up to let you know I'll continue, even if this story will probably only be 5 chapters at the most. I haven't decided if I want each person's date to be a separate chapter or just do one long chapter but I have winter break coming up soon so I'll have more time to write and can figure it out then. Please keep up the reviews and let me know what you think! Sterek seems to be winning in the reviews as of right now...anyways thank you so much for reading, please review, and have a glorious day!