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Pairing: Scott/Isaac/Derek/Stiles.
9. Scott and Isaac get drunk part 2:
Are you fucking kidding me?
Yes, the world was kidding Stiles. He was probably the only person on the globe who got two drunk werewolves climbing his window at three in the fricking morning. It's okay when it was like nine at night and Stiles didn't really need to sleep that early, but when it was this late? Bitch, please!
Isaac was probably the most sober, but then again, he was stumbling all around the place. It was a good job that his dad was at work tonight. Gosh, how Stiles would have to explain that. Scott had just ripped his t-shirt with his own claws. Stiles was going to have to call Derek if this continued. Gosh, no. Not only is there two drunk ones, but there was going to be a growly, frowny one?
Unbelievable.
Stiles was about to go to sleep before they clambered through the window. Yeah, key word in the sentence 'about'. He couldn't get to sleep with testical one and testical two all over him, sniffing and drooling doggy drool.
"Scott? Isaac? What are you doing?" He asked.
Isaac giggled and hiccupped. He giggled. "Stiles! Sup, my man!?"
Whaaaaaaa!?
"Isaac, my…man," Stiles said, reaching for his phone.
Scott pouted. "I thought I was your man." Hiccup. Gosh, they were really drunk.
"Okay…?" Stiles said, weirded out and climbing towards his phone. "What happened to you guys?"
Scott laughed. "Nothing—" hiccup. "—we have been ourselves all eving. Eving?"
Isaac laughed. "Haha, Scotty, you said eving!"
"Am I always surrounded by idiots?" Stiles muttered. He dialled Derek's number. "Hello, sourwolf."
"Stiles, it's three am, piss off," Derek's growly voice answered the phone.
Stiles sighed. "Yeah, well, Scott and Isaac are drunk and annoying the hell out of me. And they're on my bed. And I know you get touchy about other people being in my bed…"
Derek growled. "I'm on my way. Keep watch of them."
Stiles really didn't know what 'keep watch of them' meant, but this was probably it. They were now currently jumping on his bed, throwing around popcorn that they just cook. Half of the seeds still hadn't popped, and Stiles was now face palming at the sight of his bed. He was seriously taking this out of their asses.
Derek growled. "You called this watching them?"
"How the hell am I supposed to stop two growly, drunken werewolves from cooking popcorn and jumping on my bed?" Stiles asked. "You know, just let me get my magic and maybe then I might be able to."
"Shut it with the sarcasm," Derek said. "Now, come on. I need your help getting Scott to the car."
"I know what will sober him up in seconds," Stiles said. He turned to Scott. "Yo, Scott! Allison just text me! She says she wanting you so hurry up."
Scott turned to Stiles. "Really? She said that?"
Stiles nodded. "All you gotta do is get into Derek's car, and Allison is all yours."
"Yey!" Scott said.
He rushed out to Derek's car, where he climbed into the back. Isaac followed his buddy, but stumbling around. Derek sighed and Stiles nodded, following them. Derek sighed again. This was going to be hard work.
They got back to the Hale house. Derek had gotten a sleep Isaac to bed while Stiles got Scott to Allison, who then told Scott to shut up and sleep. Which he did because the hunteress had an insane amount of power over Scott. It was pretty cool in Stiles' eyes.
Stiles somehow managed to get into Derek's bed and falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He felt the bed dip and he opened his eyes bleakly to see Derek wrapping his arms around Stiles.
"Night," He said softly, pressing a sot chaste kiss to the top of Stiles' head.
"'Night," Stiles said back.
Isaac groaned. So did Scott. Stiles laughed. "Serves you both right for drinking then, don't it!"
"Shut it!" They both growled at the human.
Everyone just laughed as Stiles went running to Derek.
All was well….Well, expect for Scott and Isaac's head. But, it was fine the day afterwards.
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