Stiles looked at the clothes in disgust. Sandy held the tux smiling broadly at Stiles, then frowned at his expression. "What? This is like a two hundred dollar tux, Agent Stiles." Stiles winced painfully, "One: don't call me that... And two: I'd never wear a tux, my friends will know something is wrong immediately." Sandy smiled as she pulled out the shirt, "Well Stiles this isn't just and shirt, it's temperature controlled. For maximum comfort." Sandy slowly brought out the next pieces of clothing, "The tie, it's a camera and a microphone. We can see and hear everything you see and hear. The vest is bulletproof, and the blazer is anti-flammable. As for the pants-"
Stiles cut her off,"Wait let me guess. The pants are for when I jump off buildings, they shoot bungee cords or turn into like a parachute of some kind." Sandy laughed as she folded the pants over the rest of the clothes, "No. The pants are just to be sure that you don't show up to school in your underwear. No special perks."
Stiles took the heap of clothes in his arms and locked eyes with Tommy, "Now what? Do I to home or...?" Tommy shook his head, "No. I called your dad saying I was Derek Marshall's father, telling him you were staying the night." Stiles frowned, "I don't know a Derek Marshall. But I do know a Derek, and I don't think he'll be inviting me to any sleepovers." Tommy shrugged, "Whatever. Your room is the second door on the left, wear the clothes Sandy gave you tomorrow to school so we can hopefully scout out the bad guy quickly."
Stiles made his way to his room and set the clothes down gently, with a sigh he climbed inti the bed and shut his eyes.
"Stiles! Hey, wake up!" He heard all too soon. With a groan he pulled himself out if bed and fumbled with the suit. When it was on and the tie was set, Sandy attached an almost invisible cord to it and plugged the other one in his ear. "So you can hear us." She explained. Stiles followed Tommy out to the open where he saw his jeep. "GPS has directions to your school. Don't be stupid enough to tell anyone about this little... arrangement." Stiles nodded as he climbed into his jeep and gunned for school.