Chapter 3

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Scott was understandably confused and a little worried when Allison pointed a finger at him and yelled 'YOU!' loudly right at him with an unhappy look on his face. Now he was reasonably sure he hadn't done anything wrong recently to warrant the actions from the girl. At least he hoped he hadn't done anything. Wait… Is she mad I never called or texted!? Oh God, I'm in trouble! Panicked the Wolf and found himself unable to move from the spot he was in.

"Umm… Me?" Squeaked out Scott nervously.

Allison raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, you!"

"What, what about me?" Please may he not have done something wrong! Please for the love of God!

"Oh you know what about."

Her answer confused the wee Scott a great deal and he hated being confused! "Uhh… No, I really don't know Allison."

Peter and a few others were wishing they had popcorn right now as this was some great entertainment! "Does you being on the roof of a moving vehicle ring a bell!?" Asked Allison, who fixed Stiles a scary ass glare that made the boy back up in fear.

"Whoa! Aim that thing elsewhere!" He wanted to live a little while longer thank you very much!

If anything, his words just made her glare even more intense while Scott just chuckled nervously. Something he deeply regretted as that glare was turned on him. Making him back up in fear and a lot of worry. Heck it was causing him to flash back to that time with Mrs. Argent and the pencil for cryin' out loud! "Well? What do you have to say for yourself Mister?"

"Uhh… It was a really fun, spur of the moment kind of thing?"

Allison crossed her arms together and her glare gave off the vibe that pretty much said 'I don't have time to deal with your smart assness so get smart already.' Scott gulped while Stiles slowly edged out of the way and towards the doors, hoping the attention wouldn't get sent his way. "Msciwoja 'Stiles' Stilinski! You stop right there!" Thundered Lydia Martin as she got up and fixed the boy a glare.

"Whoa, she just three named him." Muttered Isaac in awe as Stiles' real first name was notoriously difficult to pronounce!

But Lydia pulled off saying it perfectly! Jackson just grinned smugly over his girlfriend displaying her smarts. At least until she directed that glare at him and the grin quickly vanished. "Yes? Oh Genius with the Strawberry Blonde hair?"

Compliment! Compliment! Compliment! And if that failed, a shiny present would be the fall back! Unfortunately Stiles didn't have a fall back so he had to rely on the compliment.

Sheriff's Department

While doing paperwork, the Sheriff couldn't help but break out into laughter. Laughter that he felt must have been related to some sort of advice he'd given to his son that he knew wouldn't work at all when it came to the opposite sex. "God I love that kid." Muttered the man before getting back to the busy and time consuming task of paperwork.

Sal's Diner

Both Allison and Lydia had launched into the biggest tirade ever witnessed in the long history of Sal's Diner. Eyes were wide, fear was at an all time high, ears were being covered to block off the more nastier words used, and future descendents were looking to become the descendents of other people instead of Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. Quite a few of the women in the diner were all for the tirade as men had to be taught about not doing foolish things! Jackson, Peter, Cora, Erica, and Heather could be seen laughing their heads off over the whole thing while Derek just wished he was elsewhere. As for Isaac and Boyd? They were a different story entirely.

"Pumbaa?" Spoke up Isaac to Boyd.

"Yeah Timon?"

"I'm not so sure about Stiles, but Simba over there is doomed." Isaac responded in a somber tone.

Boyd looked to Isaac for a moment before looking at the four in front of them before looking at his pack mate again. "What makes you so sure?"

"Because my warthogged friend, the love can be felt in the air tonight!"

Boyd dramatically gasped and the two hugged one another and fake wailed, earning themselves a few laughs in the process. Though Allison and Lydia were none too pleased if the glares their way was any indication. Scott and Stiles were about to try and sneak out when their getaway was cut off by a male body. Said body being the Alpha known as Ennis. "Crap..." Muttered Scott and Stiles had to agree.

"Hello boys, I got a question for you two."

Off to the side, Kali could be seen pinching the bridge of her nose as she knew full well where this was about to go. "Uhh… Okay?" Said Stiles, wondering what the guy could be wanting to ask them.

"Either of you know anyone who likes tap dancin'?"

The two looked at one another in surprise before looking back at him, not even realizing they had some intense glares in their direction again. It'd be Stiles who would give the man the answer he'd been looking for since they officially moved to Beacon Hills and set up the Council. "Actually yeah, I do know someone who does."

Ennis' eyes lit up in happiness while Kali just groaned. "You do!?"

"Yep, sure do big guy."

The man nearly jumped for joy right then and there. "Then I challenge you to a tap dance face off!"

Stiles was surprised for a moment before smirking as this Wolf clearly had no clue that he is the Tap Dancing Champion of the whole damned state of California! "Challenge… Accepted."

Gasps could be heard through out the diner as it'd been a long while since Stiles Stilinski had been involved in an open Tap Dance challenge. Ennis got a big grin on his face as he leaned down some to look the kid right in his eyes. Evoking a stare off the likes of which that had been seen in classic moments in WWE history. "When do you wanna do this big guy?"

"How about now?"

"Umm.. How about no? Because Allison and I are SO not done with you and Scott!"

Lydia's words were ignored between the two Tap Dance warriors much to her annoyance. "I'm good with now actually. Now is very, very good. But I will warn you right here and now, I am a Tap Dancing Champion!"

"Big deal! I was one myself way back in the day!"

Stiles smirked at him. "Well that was clearly back in the day now wasn't it?"

Ennis growled at him for that one. "I'll show you kid! I'll show you for damn sure!"

The two's epic stare down continued until Ennis had a lightbulb moment. "But wait… Do you have your tap dance shoes?"

Stiles nearly fell down to the ground in shock as he realized that no, no he did not in fact have his tap dance shoes! "Uhh… Nope. Not right now I don't."

"Damn, me neither!" And the big man looked honestly distraught by that while Kail just groaned and Aiden snickered while Deucalion just muttered something about youth.

"Meet back here as soon as possible then?" Stiles suggested.

A nod of agreement came from Ennis and the two were soon out the door and on their way to collect their shoes! Lydia however could hardly believe what had just happened. "That man hasn't tap danced in years." Groused Kali.

"Hmm… And I wonder why that is?" Spoke up Deucalion with a small grin on his face as he knew EXACTLY why.

Kali for her part looked away with a blush on her face before walking off to find a booth.

It's a damn good time to be alive again. Thought Peter happily as he couldn't wait to see what happened next!


Author's Notes: And the insanity continues onward!