Derk Hale | Teen Wolf | OTAdickishOctober 31 2012, 02:07:17 UTC
[Derek had found the chocolates in a little box outside of his door and, against his better judgement, he'd ended up opening them and eating one. Pumpkin was a surprisingly good flavor.
Half an hour later, he realized just how much of a mistake that was when he found himself in a grocery store, standing in the center of the baking aisle with a basket half full of premade cookies and donuts at his feet as he looked over the boxed cake and brownie mixes.]
Yes, I smelled it. And I thought about throwing them away. But they were just pumpkin flavored. [He shrugs as he shifts his basket from one hand to the other.]
Shit. [Stiles sighs, moving down to bag his items and let Derek have the register.] Whatever, I'll help you ride this out. [He just prays that it does wear off, before Derek gains 300 pounds.]
[He steps forward and scans his own items - a package of donuts and another of cookies, both from the bakery section, along with a premade pumpkin pie and the brownie mix Stiles had suggested and a container of tiny, frozen eclairs - to bag them. At least he's only baking one thing.] You can help me eat this, too.
[Stiles nods and heads off to his Jeep. He makes it home in ten minutes, ready to bang his head against the wheel when he realizes that yes, his luck is just that bad, and his dad is home.]
[The trip is quick enough, but Derek hesitates when he gets to Stiles' house and sees the Sheriff's car in the driveway. He pulls up and parks, getting out long enough to approach Stiles' window to tap on it.] Maybe I shouldn--
[He cuts himself off when he sees the curtains flurry in the window, realizing it's a little late to leave since the Sheriff has already seen him.]
[Stiles gets out at the tap, hauling his bags with him.] I can take care of it...maybe.
[Getting past his dad is awkward and difficult, but Derek was acquitted so...well Stiles invited him in, it's not like he's trespassing. Though that's exactly how his dad is looking at him.] C'mon. We'll be in the kitchen.
[Derek trails after him into the house and off toward the kitchen, trying to ignore the way the Sheriff is looking at him. He doesn't speak again until the reach the kitchen and he can put his bags down and he can hold up the container of cookies, holding them out to Stiles.] Give these to your dad so he doesn't sit outside of here with his gun.
Are you sure you don't need these? [Stiles shakes his head, gingerly taking the cookies like Derek might snap at him.] He's going to sit out there anyway, man. Fair warning.
I've got enough, I think. [He nods and hands the cookies off to Stiles, no snapping or snarling involved.] Maybe they'll keep him from actually shooting me, then.
That's still up for debate. [But Stiles peeks out from around the door and yeah, the shotgun is there. Fantastic. He shakes the cookies and slides them across the hardwood before he ducks back into the kitchen.] There're eggs and milk in the fridge, I've got a new thing of butter here.
[Stiles' house might actually be the worst place to try baking. Worse than trying to climb in Scott's window to ask to use his, which says a lot considering how much Scott hates when he appears in his room.
Derek nods and pulls out the box to glance down at the directions on the back, first moving to turn the oven on then to the fridge to get things out of it.] Where are the bowls?
Half an hour later, he realized just how much of a mistake that was when he found himself in a grocery store, standing in the center of the baking aisle with a basket half full of premade cookies and donuts at his feet as he looked over the boxed cake and brownie mixes.]
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[Stiles groans, bagging up Derek's items.] Me and my dad are on a diet. I have no idea how to justify the brownies.
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[He finishes up and pays for his things then collects the bags that Stiles filled for him.]
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[He cuts himself off when he sees the curtains flurry in the window, realizing it's a little late to leave since the Sheriff has already seen him.]
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[Getting past his dad is awkward and difficult, but Derek was acquitted so...well Stiles invited him in, it's not like he's trespassing. Though that's exactly how his dad is looking at him.] C'mon. We'll be in the kitchen.
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Derek nods and pulls out the box to glance down at the directions on the back, first moving to turn the oven on then to the fridge to get things out of it.] Where are the bowls?
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