(9) Meanwhile, the cat sat at the weaving loom and started weaving. He didn't weave so much as he tied the threads into knots. Baba Yaga walked up to the window and asked: "Are you weaving, dear nephew, are you weaving, my darling?" "Yes, I'm weaving, auntie, I'm weaving, my dearest," the cat answered in his rough voice.
"No." Allison said after the request was heard.
"Allison this is not your decision" Chris said placing his hands gently on his daughters shoulders but it was obvious the request bothered him.
"But she's being unreasonable." Scott protested.
"She's being kind." Stiles interrupted. "If you did any reading you'd find that task is..well I won't say easier but calmer than what she's had others do."
"It also has a greater chance of you coming out alive." Baba Yaga said as she stirred her stew pot. "I can't intervene because that violates my deal with the heros. I like living here, my friend likes living here. We would never endanger our rights to stay but nothing in life is free. So Argent you have a choice to make."
"Why him?" Allison demanded.
"Because you are all to young."
"Peter isn't!"
"Peter is off limits due to a promise I made Tali and I don't like dog." Baba Yaga replied. "Too much damn fur and look at him, no meat. Won't make a mouthful."
"I'm insulted and thankful at the same time." Peter muttered but kept everything else to his self.
"I'll give you time to think about it. Stiles take them back now." Baba Yaga said.
"But.." Scott interrupted making the woman sigh. Her hand came up and she back handed him across the room.
"Honestly are you stupid or just selfish?" she hissed. "You are worried about your girlfriend when there is something out there devouring children. It's moving to teenagers because it's trying to avoid being found." she said reaching out her broom coming to her hand and she raised it up.
"No don't intervene." Stiles said getting to his feet when Allison went to help Scott as the older woman started to hit him with the broom making sure the bristles scrapped across skin. "It won't kill him, it will barely leave marks but it's going to sting like hell."
"Voice of experience?" Peter couldn't help but ask at Scott's yelps.
"Yep." Stiles replied with a snort. "Except she's being nice spreading it out, I couldn't sit right for weeks after that spanking."
"What did you do?"
"Ah..well I broke a spoon, snapped the strings on the loom well the ones I didn't tie into knots, upset the cat, and a long list of things." Stiles admitted with a sheepish smile. "Kind of being a general brat."
"And she didn't want to eat you?" came Chris's shocked question.
"Bah boy is family. I love him too much to eat him." Baba Yaga said coming back over and leaving a whimpering Scoot on the floor. "Take them home. Don't come here again until I say is safe. Or last experience will seem like gentle touch. Argent I expect your answer in three days if not sooner."