Denny's On the Mainland, Saturday Night

[justlurkinghere]

Laura was once again gone. And Derek was totally fine about that. Yeah, totally fine. He was just glaring down at his coffee cup like it offended him on every level possible and would set it on fire with the power of his hatred.

And he was apparently talking to Stiles again.

Well, it had really been more of a kidnapping because the kid had his jeep available to drive them to Denny's while the Camaro was still in Beacon Hills. But, you know, whatever got him a Grand Slam of sadness.

[[NFB, and for the kidnappee!]]

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[robinonadderall]

"Yes." Didn't they just establish that?

[justlurkinghere]

Derek, narrative. This was Derek here.

"Why are you still here?"

Aaaaand boom goes the emotionally stunted dynamite.

[robinonadderall]

"Why wouldn't I still be here?" he asked. "Or are you kicking me out of Denny's right now?"

Your emotional issues and lack of conversational skills were confusing him, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Yes, yes they were. And he wasn't even having those alpha mood swings! Which is totally what they were. Like a flowering girl. See how easily the menstration analogy worked on werewolves? See?

Derek gave him a look like he was possibly touched in the head. "You know I got them all killed, Stiles," he ground out like this was more painful than digging a bullet out of himself with a pair of pliers. "Why the hell are you still here?"

[robinonadderall]

Derek shared feelings about as much as Stiles shared feelings which is to say never, so needless to say that outburst was a little shocking. Why couldn't they have a nice trip to Denny's for once?

"That wasn't your fault," Stiles said after a momentary loss for words. "You didn't know any better."

[justlurkinghere]

Because Jeff Davis is an evil man. That's why.

Derek just gave him a look of disbelief, curling both hands around his coffee cup for lack of something to do with them. His eyes went back down to the table as well, not caring to look at Stiles anymore. Ugh, you are such a sack of emo, Derek.

Go buy a loft to express you manpain in with exposed brick walls and a giant random hole.

[robinonadderall]

Excuse you, that loft was to express Derek's romantic side. It was a love nest!

"The great thing about this werewolf stuff is that you can tell that I really believe it's not your fault. Which it's not. Kate's a sick bitch who took advantage of you," Stiles said, having no trouble handling the conversation himself. "And I'm not leaving you either. You're pretty much stuck with me forever."

[justlurkinghere]

That loft would be the Wolf Cave! Sheriff Stilinski would get a spotlight with a wolf on it to summon Derek to... make bad choices and punch things. Add in a few whores and its straight out of Frank Miller.

Also, that was a terrifying thought, Stiles. Terrifying. And stop making him have feelings. Sure, they were mostly annoyance and exasperation, but there they were. All feeling-like.

"You're a kid, Stiles. There's no such thing as forever." Hey, a topic he was comfortable with! Yelling at his past self through confused teens.

[robinonadderall]

"It's called hyperbole, Derek," Stiles said, withholding the urge to roll his eyes this time. "Obviously I wouldn't hesitate to bring out the wolfsbane if you did something to really hurt me. The point is I think you won't."

[justlurkinghere]

Stop ~*~believing~*~ in him, Stiles. It filled him hope for his terrible future. And forced him to give you that 'Scott finally agreed to be in my pack' look. You know the one.

[robinonadderall]

Believing was Stiles' thing, okay? It was part of the whole spark deal!

"So are you gonna eat the pancake bites I so generously offered you or what?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pushed them back at him with a quiet little huff. You're never getting rid of him now, Stiles. Never. "Order the blueberry ones when the waitress comes back."

So that he may provide you with food. BECAUSE YOU BELIEVE IN HIIIIIIIM.

[robinonadderall]

Oh god what has he done? At least it's not a dead deer at his door again.

"Well if you insist." Like Stiles was going to turn down more pancake bites. "Don't tell Mike, but I like these better than the pancakes he made. It might be the fact I can eat these with my hands making the difference though."

[justlurkinghere]

"What happens at Denny's stays at Denny's."

That was totally the new rule.

[robinonadderall]

"Wise words." And almost kind of a joke. Which was...weird and unsettling. "Scott still thinks Denny's is code for something. I almost want to ask what he means but then I figure it's just best to leave it."

[justlurkinghere]

TAKE IT LIKE A MAN, STILES.

"He thinks the Argents are the nicest family." Derek held little hope for that kid.

[robinonadderall]

"He'll change his mind about that soon enough," Stiles assured him. "Except for Allison, of course. But Allison really is nice."

[justlurkinghere]

"She doesn't know what they do." Obviously.

[robinonadderall]

"That...might change a little bit." Yeah, no, it'll change a lot. "A little bit."

[justlurkinghere]

"And he's still alive?"

[robinonadderall]

"They love each other, dude." Stiles shrugged like he didn't understand it either. "They've got this whole Romeo and Juliet thing going on. Hopefully without the whole double suicide thing in the end."

"Actually let's scratch that analogy 'cause I'd be Mercutio and I'm really not looking to be killed by one of Allison's family members."

[justlurkinghere]

"Does that make me Tybalt?" Look, everyone had to read that freakin' play.

[robinonadderall]

"Tybalt was related to Juliet," Stiles said. "And he's the one that killed Mercutio."

Yeah Stiles was totally going to be a Lit minor in college, don't judge.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek just smiled at him for the last part. "And they all ended up dead."

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, definitely a bad analogy," Stiles decided. "Let's avoid everyone dying."