"I need your help." Not usually the first thing Stiles hears when he wakes up in the mornings. He opened his eyes and looked up to see his best friend, Scott, staring at him with a determined expression on his face.

"Huh? How did you get into my room?" is all Stiles managed to get out, sleep still clouding his mind. He had planned to sleep a little longer than usual seeing as school had just ended last week, and let's face it, he hadn't been getting as much sleep as usual thanks to someone's furry little supernatural problem. That and the nightmares, stupid hunters and their stupid egos.

"I need you to help me convince Derek to help me bake a cake," Scott told him, not even bothering to answer his second question. Not that it mattered anyway after Stiles noticed the open window.

"Why can't I just help you bake a cake? Derek has been more grumpy than usual lately because of Erica and Boyd, and I really don't want to deal with that," Stiles asked his best friend. "And why do you need to bake a cake?"

"Because Derek can actually bake and I want to do something nice for my mom. Things have been a little shaky between us ever since the Kanima thing."

"Hey! I can bake!" Stiles yelled a little indignantly. Well, as indignant as someone can get in superhero pajama pants.

Scott just rolled his eyes, "Yea sure, can you just get dressed so we can go to the bakery?"

"Yea, sure, whatever," Stiles mumbled. He gets up and throws a pillow at Scott, who of course catches it easily, stupid werewolves and their stupid werewolf reflexes. "Get out of my room so I can get dressed," he told Scott, who in turn tosses the pillow back at him – of course he missed – and leaves the room. Continuing to mutter about stupid werewolves and all their stupidness – he can't help it, he's cranky in the mornings – he gets dressed and then goes to find Scott. Finding him in the living room, Stiles shakes his keys at him and says "Come here, boy," like he's a dog, and then walks out of the house before Scott has time to piece together what just happened.

~ANNOYINGLINEBREAK~

Liz looked up when the bell above the door of the bakery went off. Seeing two, admittedly cute, guys walk in, she smiled. "Hello, welcome to Rolling in Dough bakery. What can I get you?"

"Oh, you must be the new girl! Jess mentioned you were starting this week, it's nice to meet you," Stiles said in a rush with a big smile on his face.

Liz, confused and honestly just not knowing what to say, sighed in relief when Jess came out of the kitchen with a tray of pastries. "Stiles! Scott! What's up?" Jess asked smiling, while putting the pastries in their spot on the display. "Oh, this is Liz, she just started the other day. Her cousin actually goes to Beacon Hills High with you guys."

"Oh, really? Who's your cousin?" Stiles asked Liz.

"Danny Mahealani," she told them.

Both Stiles and Scott were shocked. "You are Danny's cousin?" Scott asked.

"Uh, yea. I take it you guys know him?"

"Yea, we are on the lacrosse team together."

"Oh, that's cool! I think he has mentioned you guys before," she told them. Which she wasn't sure was true, but she didn't want to be rude.

Stiles snorted, "Yea, I'm sure he did," calling Liz's bluff, causing her to blush.

"Oh, hey, isn't Danny the guy you met here last week?" Jess asked Stiles.

"Uhh… yea… yea he was," Stiles said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.

Scott just stared at him. "You were here with Danny last week? When was this?"

"Uh, the last day of school, he asked to meet up to finish talking about the AP English reading, then I had to go meet up with my dad," Stiles said, a little too quickly. He knew his heart beat picked up a bit at the lie, and he knew Scott heard, but luckily he didn't question Stiles on it. "Anyway, Jess, is Derek here? Scott wants to beg for mercy and ask him to help him bake a cake," Stiles told her. Scott just rolled his eyes.

"Oh, yea, hold on, DEREK!" she yelled.

Scott winced when she yelled. Luckily Jess didn't notice, but Liz did and she gave him a confused look which only Stiles caught.

At that moment, Derek walked out of the kitchen, "What do you want?"

"Pleasant as always I see," Stiles told him. "Scott needs your help," he told Derek uselessly, knowing that Derek heard him from the kitchen.

"With what?" Derek asked.

"He wants to make a cake, and apparently he doesn't trust my baking skills, which are actually pretty good, thank you very much."

"Yeah, sure they are," Derek said rolling his eyes.

Stiles was starting to get annoyed with everyone saying he couldn't bake. He was good at baking, his mom was the best and she had taught him everything she knew before she got sick. "Yeah whatever, are you going to help him make a cake or what?" Stiles asked him sort of snippily.

Rolling his eyes, not really caring about why Stiles was pissed, he only said "Yeah sure, come on Scott, I can help you, if and only if you help look for Erica and Boyd tomorrow."

Luckily, Jess and Liz had walked away to help other customers that had wondered in. "Yeah sure, I'll help you tomorrow after I get off work."

"Then come on, you going to come, Stiles?" Derek asked.

"Nah, I'm just going to chill out here, come get me when you are done Scott," Stiles said, still kind of annoyed.

Nodding, Scott followed Derek into the kitchen. Looking around, Stiles noticed that the bakery was empty again, even Jess wasn't there anymore. It was just him and Liz.

"Hey, where's Jess?" he asked.

"Oh, she just got off. She actually gets time off now that Derek hired me," Liz told him.

Stiles snorted, "Yeah, I kept telling him he needed to hire someone else. Glad to he finally listened to me."

Liz laughed, "Yeah, well he was hesitant to hire me at first, but then I told him he didn't have to worry about certain… secrets… coming out and scaring me away."

Figuring Scott would be too busy failing epically at trying to bake to listen in, Stiles took a leap of faith. "So, you know to? Is it a family thing or just a coincidence?" he asked her.

"About the supernatural world? Yeah, I know. But what do you mean family thing?" Liz asked confusedly.

"He never told you? Danny knows too."

"He does? How did he find out? I tried so hard to keep him from finding out, it only ever brings trouble. Wait, how do you know that he knows? I thought you guys weren't friends?"

"I'm not positive how he found out, but I just kind of noticed that he knew. Long story short, he found out that I knew also and asked me for help with it last week." Stiles told her. "How do you know?"

"Uhh… I grew up with Derek's cousin. We were best friends, she told me about werewolves and everything when we were ten. Then, two years later, the house caught fire and well… you know. I kind of lost contact with Derek and Laura, not that I talked to them much to begin with. I didn't even know that Derek was back until I applied for a job here," Liz told him, tearing up a little at the end.

"Oh wow, I uhh… I'm really sorry," Stiles said awkwardly.

"It's ok, I'm the one that should be sorry. I didn't mean to dump my sob story on you like that," she said, wiping her eyes.

"Hey, it's ok. Hey, I know what will cheer you up," he said.

"What?" she asked, happy for the topic change. This was not something she wanted to get into with some guy she had just met, no matter how nice he seems.

"Watching Scott make a complete fool of himself trying to make a cake while Derek broods, because I swear that is all that guy knows how to do," Stiles told her.

Laughing, Liz said "I wish I could, but I should stay out here in case someone comes in. Call me if anything great happens."

"Will do! It was nice talking to you, Liz," Stiles said as he wandered into the kitchen.

"You to," she yelled back.

Walking into the kitchen, Stiles had to choke back laughter at the mess. Scott was standing there, next to Derek who was completely covered in flour. "What the hell happened in here?"

"Scott," was all Derek growled out before stalking out of the kitchen and to the bathroom to clean off the white powder.

Rolling his eyes, Stiles turned to look at Scott expectantly. "Turns out that Derek teaching how to bake turns out about as good as Derek teaching how to be a werewolf, and this happened…" Scott told him.

Stiles sighed. "Okay dude, you go clean up and find something to clean this mess up with, and I'll work on the cake."

"Dude, do you even know how to bake?"

"I'm better than you," he told Scott sarcastically.

Sighing in defeat Scott just nodded, even though most people were probably better than him, and left to go do what Stiles told him to. After he left, Stiles got to work, and in no time at all had the mix ready and in the oven. He set the timer and walked out of the kitchen.

"Hey Scott, your cake is in the oven. I set the timer. Just take it out when it's done, let it cool, then ice it or whatever you want to do. I have to go. I promised my dad I would bring him lunch at the station. I'll see you later man," Stiles told him. Scott looked up from where he was talking to Liz, who was on her break.

"Ok, thanks man, I owe you one."

"One? You owe me like a million! But it's cool, since it's for your mom I'll let this one slide. Bye guys! Tell me how the cake turns out," Stiles called as he was leaving.

~ANNOYINGLINEBREAK~

Later that night, Scott gave the cake to his mom. "Oh honey, this is delicious. Where did you get it?" she asked him.

"Stiles actually made it. I didn't even know he knew how to bake actually," Scott told her. Mama McCall started laughing then. "What?" he asked.

"Stiles has been baking since he was a kid. Claudia taught him," she answered.

"Really?"

"Well duh, who do you think made all of your birthday cakes? Certainty not me, god, I can't bake to save my life."

"How have I not known this?" Scott asked confusedly.

"Because sometimes you can be an oblivious idiot," she told him jokingly with a fond look in her eye.

When Scott began to pout, she got up and pulled him into a hug. "Oh, you know I love you. You are the best son I could ask for, especially since you brought me cake. Why did you bring me cake, by the way?"

"Well things have been a little tense since the Jackson thing and I wanted to do something nice for you," he said into her shoulder, still hugging her for all he was worth.

"Well that's very sweet of you. You know what other nice thing you can do for me? The dishes," she replied, getting out of the hug and running up the stairs laughing. "Thanks, hun!" She called down the stairs. Scott just groaned.

Soooo…. Yea…. This is set about a week after Danny and Stiles talked about the supernaturallyness of Beacon Hills. Sooo… After season 2. Oh, so this is dedicated to LadyArinn who decided that Scott wanted to bake a cake. Because who doesn't like cake?! Cake is delicious… I love cake… Ok… I'm done now. So, thank you for reading my really random stories! If you have any ideas for other stories let me know! I'm running low on ideas… But they are fun to write! Oh, I don't own anything! Sadly… Or not… It would probably be bad if I owned Teen Wolf… Yea… Ok, I'm done! Bye peoples! Oh, and you are looking lovely today!