I have no knowledge of the Polish language so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes in this chapter due to my bad use of google translate. This chapter was partly inspired my the story Babcia Knows Best which is great read and I definitely recommend it.
"Babcia!" yelled Stiles coming downstairs on a Sunday morning, to find his grandmother sat at the kitchen table talking to her dad, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here for lunch," she answered.
"You drove all this way for lunch?" he asked.
His babcia corrected, "Actually I came by train. I wanted to meet your chlopak. He looked very przystojny in the photos John sent me. When will he be here?"
"Any minute now," replied his dad, answering Stiles glare with a smirk.
Babcia was his mum's mum, but she treated John as if he was her own child rather than her son-in-law. John's parents still lived in Poland but Babcia only lived a few hours away from the Stilinski's.
The doorbell rang.
"That must be him, go answer the door Stiles."
Not sure how he felt about this new development, Stiles went to answer the door. He loved his Babcia a lot but he'd been nervous enough about his dad having lunch with Derek, with the two of them there, there would only be more trouble.
"Hi," grinned Derek.
"Hey," began Stiles nervously, "My babcia, I mean my grandma, is here, dad invited her, I apologise in advance."
"Stiles, last night you literally met every member of my family, meeting your grandma really isn't an issue."
Stiles said, "Well you might change your mind after you actually meet her… babcia, this is Derek."
"Oh Gerwazy, he's even more przystojny in person."
"She means handsome," informed Stiles and then he blushed, realising what his grandma had revealed.
Derek's eyes widened, he repeated, "Gerwazy?"
"You tell anybody and you die."
His Babcia yelled, "Gerwazy, do not be ashamed of your name," she turned to glare at Derek, "Do not make my Gerwazy ashamed of his name."
"I won't," said Derek, "It's a lovely name."
"Good save," chuckled John.
They sat down to eat lunch, John had made a big breakfast for lunch, Stiles usually wouldn't let his dad eat all this fatty food but he'd made an exception under the circumstances.
Derek talked with his babcia for ages, he told her about the book he was writing but he was still vague about what it was actually about and he told her all about his huge family as well.
"I had a big family like that in Poland," she said, "But here John and Gerwazy are all I have left after Claudia and her father's death."
"My grandfather was called Gerwazy too," informed Stiles, "I was named after him."
His babcia told Derek, "He died before Gerwazy was born."
"I'm sorry to hear that," said Derek sincerely.
"Thank you kochanie," smiled babcia, she blinked a few times and then forced a smile onto her face, "Now tell me how you met my Gerwazy."
The two boys turned to look at each other and then started laughing. Derek began, "It's a rather strange story…"