I'm back! Look, I know it's been a while; and for that, I am deeply sorry. But don't worry! Here's chapter 16, anyways!

About: Breakfast with the pack on Saturday.

Featuring: Stiles, Derek, Issac, Erica, Boyd, Scott, Allison, Lydia and Jackson. Peter is mentioned - he's away visiting friends in England. And I know you're there like "How can he have friends in England if he was in a coma for six years?" But these are supernatural friends who heard the news.

Anyway, on with the chapter!

16. BREAKFAST TIMES!

Derek had his arms wrapped around a sweaty Stiles as said boy slaved over the bacon and sausages and eggs the pack had practically demanded. Isaac was sat at the table, reading his borrowed Batman comic as he drank his morning hot milk, while Scott and Allison were casually making out in the seats across from him. Lydia and Jackson had stayed the night at the Whittmore's, so they were heading over in the Porsche - or the silver prat dick car, as Stiles liked to call it. Erica and Boyd were...yeah, you don't want to know what they were doing.

"Bacon's ready!" Stiles called. No one reacted. "OI!"

Isaac jumped up. "Stiles..."

"You spilt your hot milk on yourself, didn't you?"

"...Yeah."

Stiles sighed and untangled himself from Derek, grabbing the dishcloth that was on the side. "Where?"

"Just on my leg," Isaac said, pointing to where the hot milk was dripping down his leg.

Stiles started to dab at the milk, while turning to Derek. "Derek, watch the eggs and the sausages to make sure they don't burn. Also, put the bacon in the oven on a low heat so it keeps it warm."

"Why can't we eat now?" Scott had now joined the conversation; he had obviously just pushed Allison off his lap in favour of asking for food.

"Because, Whiny, you want your breakfast with sausage and egg right?" Stiles asked. Scott nodded. "Well, they aren't ready yet. So wait."

Scott huffed. "Fine."

Isaac sat back down, downing the rest of his hot milk before going back to the adventures of Batman. Lydia waltzed in the room with Jackson following after her, frowning slightly as he took in Isaac and the rest of the pack. Lydia gave Stiles a hug, before sitting down next to Isaac at the table, her chair red and perfect with Lydia in white, just like her. Isaac's chair was a black, and Stiles and him had spent the whole day putting bat symbols on it to make it look like Batman's chair. Scott's had a cushion cover with a cute puppy on it, because, come on, that is what Scott is. Jackson's was plain; a plain light oak wood, with Jackson painted in blue. Allison's was painted a hunter green, because of hunter, with the word 'Allison' painted in white and a little bow and arrow on the seat part of the chair. Boyd's chair was just an orange, his favourite colour, with 'Boyd' in yellow, to remind him of Erica's hair. Stiles had almost barfed. Erica's was pink with 'Barbie' written across the back. Stiles' was multi-coloured. It took a while, but he had it perfected after a while, with 'Stiles' written neatly in white across the back. Derek's was just a plain dark oak, with Alpha in red.

Stiles had sprouted some crap about how they show off each of their personalities. He had originally thought of painting the doors of the rooms', but Derek had growled and said no, so chairs were the next best thing.

As he finished making breakfast, everyone had joined the table. Isaac was closest to the oven, with Scott opposite him. Then Lydia was next, with Allison opposite. Jackson and Boyd were opposite. Erica and Stiles were opposite. And then sat Derek, at the head of the table. At the other end, near Isaac and Scott, there was an empty chair. Peter. Peter was currently on a vacation to England to visit some supernatural friends of his, but when he was here, that was where he sat.

"Right," Stiles said as he put rashers of bacon on everyone's plate, including his own. He placed a kiss on Derek's forehead when he put bacon on the alpha's plate. Derek smiled warmly up at him. "Isaac, you didn't want egg, and neither did you, Jackson. Boyd, you only wanted bacon and egg, and Erica only wanted bacon with toast, which I have here. Lydia, you want all three, as for you, Scott, and Allison. Derek, you get some toast and a side of Stiles."

Derek beamed. "Good. Sit and eat."

And so he did.

That was how the pack had breakfast.

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