"I can't believe you" Derek growled at Stiles as he helped Erica off the floor
Stiles made a noise as he pointed Derek to the couch
"I can't believe it's not butter" She giggled and Derek glared at Stiles again as he threw her on the couch, she laughed again "omg that just made my whole body vibrate"
"Derek I did not mean for this to happen," Stiles ran his hand threw his short hair "I didn't know she'd even find it, let alone eat it"
"What are you even doing with weed Stiles? You're the damn sheriff's son"
"I already told you it isn't weed Derek" Stiles was exasperated "She just so happened to find the marijuana like substance under my bed, inside a water bottle, raped in plastic."
"Oh my God" They both looked at each other then looked down at Erica "Derek guess what?"
"What Erica?"
"I met Stiles' little friend last night" she laughed "or rather his not so little friend" she wiggled her eyebrows before laughing so hard she fell off the couch. Derek's eyebrows sky rocket off his face as he turned to look at the red faced Stiles
"What?"
Stiles was doing a startling good impression of a fish as he gasped for words "We took a pack shower last night and…" Stiles didn't even know how to finish the sentence
"Pack showers!" Erica yelled happily from the floor "Yay!" she slowly climbed to her feet and swatted off Derek when he tried to help her up "I'm a grown independent werewolf who don't need no man"
Stiles couldn't help the snort that escaped his body; his snort started a down word spiral of giggles from Erica, and Stiles joined in not too soon after.
"Shut up" Derek snapped, if he had to listen to the two of them giggle anymore he was going to start twitching.
"don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles complained looking at Erica who was trying her best to rock on her heels without falling "If you can't beat em join em as they say"
Derek's eyes widened as Stiles brought a dime bag of 'weed like wolfs bane' out of his pocket and a lighter out of the other pocket
"I've got a really ghetto highlighter bowl, or we could just use an apple."
"You can smoke out of an apple?" Erica asked from her spot on the couch "I want to try"
"No" Derek wasn't adverse to marijuana mind you; he just thought that Erica was high enough and Stiles was a menace while sober, God save him if he was high.
"She wants to try Derek" Stiles said "and I think you want to try too" he put a finger on Derek's chest and quickly removed it when he was met with Derek's glare, he maintained eye contact "one hit won't kill us"
Derek sighed and disappeared into the kitchen coming back with a round green apple in his hands, he gave Stiles a stern look "one hit'"
But as we all know one hit is never just one hit, maybe the first hit didn't light properly, maybe the second hit didn't let enough smoke in, maybe the third hit was just right, and maybe the fourth hit just felt too good.
"Holy shit dude!" Stiles exclaimed looking at the clock "It's like 2"
"No way man" Derek smiled
"We've been smoking for like three hours" Stiles gave a small laugh the high version of 'hehehe'
"How the fuck are we gonna get rid of the apple before your dad comes home?" Derek laughed
"Got that shit covered" Erica said taking a big bite of the apple, the other two burst out into laughter
"I want a piece!" Stiles complained trying and failing to grab the apple from Erica
"Stiles no swiping!" she said before tossing the apple to him anyway "This is beautiful guys"
"We should get together and do this once a week" Derek agreed taking the apple from Stiles and taking a bite "we can do it here until the house is finished"
"Until then we can hotbox my bathroom and bedroom" Stiles giggled getting up "Let's go up to my room, at least if my dad comes home we won't be all high and shit on the living room floor"
"Grab the weed off the table" Derek told Erica as he finished the apple
"It's not weed Derek" Stiles put a high pitched emphasis on the word weed "its fancy wolfs bane"
"Yeah and I'm a fancy pile of leather in boots"
"You're a sexy pile of leather in rugged boots" Erica laughed as they walked up the stairs
"You think I'm sexy?" Derek grinned
"Blind people think you're sexy" Stiles rolled his bloodshot eyes as he entered his room and sat on the floor
"Are you included in that general category Stiles" Derek put emphasis on the S in his name
"Nope" Erica laughed dropping the weed onto the floor and plopping into Stiles' lap "Stiles is all for blonds with big boobs"
"I do like boobs" He nodded with his eyes closed
"He even got to touch them yesterday in the shower" Erica laughed hanging off Stiles and watching the way Derek's face morphed into a pout
"That's only because you coped a feel first" He laughed
"I had to!" she laughed out "You're much bigger than I expected"
Derek laughed "You thought he had a small dick?"
"Of course I did!" Erica exclaimed "didn't you?"
"Nope, I had faith in Stiles Jr"
"Dude you totally just implied that you've been thinking about my dick" Stiles laughed
Derek's face went blank for a minute "What?"
Stiles and Erica laughed and Derek was so gone he joined along in the laughter.
And so it happened that this became a tradition of sorts eventually the once a week thing became once a day everyday but no one really complained. They switched locations from the kitchen, to Stiles' jeep and a week later they took their first hit in Derek's bedroom, the first finished room so far in the Hale house. Erica stopped playing pranks on Derek and Isaac found a rabid squirrel in his shower two days ago. Jackson and Danny had started spending more time with the pack and even Scott played his part and stopped by, all was right with the world in the pack train station. Until Stiles decided to make brownies one fateful day, everyone loves a brownie that was common knowledge. So of course when Stiles sent out a mass text message saying there may or may not be brownies at the Stilinski house hold the pack made their way there in seconds. Stiles laughed as he answered the knock at the door and several curious werewolves walked into his kitchen, immediately they started sniffing everything and comment how the place 'reeked of Stiles'. He didn't know how to take that so he just assumed it was a compliment and left them to their sniffing as he went to take the brownies out of the oven. Stiles had expected the wide eyes of surprise and joy and the star struck exclamation of "You can bake?!" what he didn't expect was for Jackson to corner him when they were alone and hug him.
"Those were the most beautiful pastries to ever grace the face of the earth"
Stiles grinned and patted Jackson on the back "anytime bro, whenever you're feeling down I'll make you some"
And somehow it went from brownies to Stiles making them all chicken parmesan for dinner, where they once again praised him for the food. It was midday when the pack had first come home now it was nearly 9 and they were all taking up space in his kitchen and living room, it made him smile as he snuck upstairs for a few quite moments. He liked the way that the pack was united even if it was just for a moment he loved it, he knew though, that this peace wouldn't last. The only three people in the pack that could all coexist in the same dwelling without breaking out into a fight were him, Derek, and Erica. And that was greatly due to the fact that they had many new high memories together with their fancy wolfs bane.
"Hey Stiles?" Derek's voice had signified to Stiles that his few moments were over
"What's up Big Daddy D?" Stiles grinned as he watched Derek's face contort at the nickname
"I just wanted to say thank you for today"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean" Derek look pained "I haven't been able to get the pack to…be together like this despite all my efforts and you did it with a batch of brownies."
Stiles shrugged "It's no problem" he didn't even mean for it to happen, he had meant to only sent the text to Erica Derek and Scott since he had them in his "Team Paranormal" contact list but he ended up clicking send to all and all the werewolves ended up at his doorstep. Even Lydia, who knew the beauty of the Stiles house of food, walked into the door flipping her hair into Stile's face. And Danny had followed behind her because apparently you can't have Jackson without Danny "I like having the pack all together like this anyway it's nice to have everyone together you know"
Derek nodded "Were almost like a family"
"Does that make us the parent's big daddy D?" Stiles teased
Derek was about to make an offhanded comment about it before he heard something crash then Lydia scream out "are you fucking kidding me?"
Stiles and Derek looked at each other before racing down the steps, they made it just in time to see Lydia and Erica standing on opposite couches having a screaming match, Danny was standing next to Lydia with his arms crossed. Stiles looked down to see Isaac and Jackson whom were currently fighting on the floor. Boyd and Scott were having a heated argument behind the couches and both had a death grip on the television remote. At once Stiles could feel anger boil up in his stomach as he watched this unfold in his house he looked to Derek
"Fix this!" he whisper shouted
"Stop!" Derek yelled walking over to them but no one seemed to hear him "You're acting like children and you all need to stop"
"Just let go of the damn remote" Scott's voice was even as he kept eye contact with Boyd but there was future violence promised in his tone.
"Right after you" Boyd said
Stiles shifted his gaze to the two werewolves on the floor Isaac was currently on top of Jackson and punching him in his jaw, Stiles didn't even flinch as Jackson reached up and punched Isaac in the face
"I will end you! Do you know who you're messing with? Ginger bitch" Erica sneered
"I am not ginger!" Lydia screamed, her face growing a shade of red that could only be summoned up with anger.
Danny scoffed at Erica "Bitch please don't think that trashy leather jacket and the claws will stop Lydia from dragging you by your greasy ass blond hair and beating the shit out of you."
"I don't even know why I'm talking to this trailer park trash" Lydia flipped her hair and Eric look about ready to pounce and all at once Stiles felt himself snap
He closed his eyes and looked at the ground "get the fuck out of my house" he whispered as he clutched his hands into fists, and all at once everything stopped.
"What?" Lydia sounded winded "what did you just say to us? To me? Did you just try to order-"
"Get the fuck out of my house!" he yelled again "Now! Get the fuck out! Do you fucking hear me?" he was pissed to all hell, he was shaking like he had taken too much Adderall and his profanity filter was broke,n especially as everyone stood there looking at him in shook, he took a step forward looking like he was going to kill them "Are you mother fuckers deaf?" He hissed "leave"
"Stiles…" Scott said
"Shut up, I don't want to hear a damn thing that you have to say right now" He told Scott evenly unfisting his hands "you came into my house and started fighting? Screaming and hitting each other? You're all supposed to be pack" he fixed them all with a look that said he was clearly disappointed "So I want you all to leave and I don't want to see any of you until you're ready to apologize" he felt as if he was glowing and one by one they started to leave, all expressing various levels of embarrassment and guilt as they left. Stiles stood in place, his hands crossed over his chest as he watched them leave he didn't relax until Derek shut the door sending Stiles a curious look that obviously had some meaning behind it that Stiles was too upset to decipher. He was seething with anger but also with disappointment. He wasn't mad that they had been fighting in his house he was mad that they had been fighting period. As he walked up to his room he realized the he had felt at peace when the pack was getting along, he was calm and happy and he felt proud of them. Which was absurd because he was only the pack dishwasher still he couldn't help his feelings towards the wolves. Stiles got undressed and laid in his bed feeling like he was going to cry, he didn't know why but he knew that he was not going to feel better until the pack had apologized and gotten over whatever petty fights they had today.
The next morning Stiles sent out a text to Lydia, Jackson, Scott and Danny to meet him at his house ASAP, they were there in ten minutes flat and they all look guilty, even Lydia looked shamefaced. Scott tried to speak but Stiles cut him off with a twitch of his hand.
"I don't know what happened last night and I really don't care" he started "But I never want to see something like that happen again, especially in my house" his voice left no room for argument and he eased up as they all nodded at him and muttered apologies "Good" he smiled and clapped his hands together "Now who wants cookies?"
Sadly his talk with the other half of the pack didn't go as well
"It wasn't my fault that ginger bitch can't take a bit of beauty advice" Erica said leaning back onto Boyd whom also didn't look sorry, Isaac was the only one that looked repentant.
"She's not ginger Erica" Derek snapped his patience wearing thin, Isaac flinched at Derek's tone and Stiles filed that away as something to address later.
"Derek please" Stiles commented "You're tone"
"I'll talk to my pack however I please" Derek flashed his eyes at Stiles
"Watch out for the big bad alpha" Erica remarked
"You didn't have a problem calling him alpha when you were humping his leg a few weeks back" Isaac mumbled
"Say that again Isaac" Erica sounded sweet as honey "I don't speak faggot"
Isaac turned red and the room was filled with the sound of his claws unsheathing themselves from his hands
"Enough" Stiles said and all at once they were placated and looking at Stiles with muted looks of surprise 'If you are going to act pig headed and nasty towards each other then you have no place here" Stiles was firm
"You can't kick people out of my pack Stiles" Derek stood up
"I damn well can when I'm the only one acting like an adult!" he snapped at Derek feeling something glow inside him, Derek's eyebrows moved up but he said nothing. "You all have until the Hale house is finished to prove to me that you can behave as a pack" he looked at them all sternly "I don't know if you all remember but there is an Alpha Pack running around Beacon Hills and a pack divided and fighting will not be able to stand" and with that Stiles walked out of the train station and not once did he look back
idk man my Muse was all like 'Make Stiles a BAMF and shit' and i couldn't resist, there is much in store for out little pack and little stilinski. there may or may not be an upd8 tomorrow, it all depends on wither i finishe it now or go to sleep since it's mignight...
I hope you all enjoyed it =) let me know how you guys like it and shit!