Kid Friendly Mansion of Moderate Creep Levels, Saturday Morning

[justlurkinghere]

The house Derek woke up this time wasn't as dilapidated or creepy as the last one. Which was a definite plus.

And there was still the puff ball dog! Another plus.

The biggest plus, however? Fully stocked fridge.

So, with the puff ball dog tucked carefully into one of the flannel shirts he'd found upstairs, Derek was digging through the stuff to make himself a sandwich. Sorry about stealing all the lunch meat, Mike.

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[justlurkinghere]

And of course Puppy Joe wandered over for the attention and love that was his due in life.

"What's your name?"

[throughaphase]

"Kitty," she said, managing not to topple over as she started petting Puppy Joe in all his fluffiness. "What's yours?"

[robinonadderall]

Oh god, what has he done? "I wasn't, like, accusing you of doing it on purpose or anything. Just be careful."

[justlurkinghere]

He'd wandered into the world of moody pre-teen werewolves. Run away, Stiles. Run away.

"You can have some of the sandwich if you want."

Yeah, try to figure out how to eat it.

[justlurkinghere]

"Derek."

Puppy Joe, don't fall over. She wasn't going to draw you like one of her French girls.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm familiar with that method," he said. "Uh...what's your name?"

He had a guess, but he didn't want to freak a kid out by knowing her name and everything. Stranger danger and all that.

[throughaphase]

"Nice to meet ya," Kitty said. "What's your dog's name?"

[throughaphase]

"Kitty. What's yours?" She was making all the new friends today.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh...no thanks." That sandwich looked disgusting. "Appreciate the offer, but that sandwich is all yours."

[justlurkinghere]

"You sure?" Derek asked, peeling off another layer to eat. Yeah, it did indeed look disgusting. But there was a ton of protein on it.

[justlurkinghere]

"It's, uh, Joe." Because adding 'Puppy' made him seem like a little kid.

[robinonadderall]

"Positive." So very positive. "So what are your plans for the day after eating said sandwich and doing my laundry?"

[robinonadderall]

"Stiles," he answered. "Nice tutu."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm not doing your laundry," Derek replied, rolling his eyes in wee-tiny exasperation. It was a Hale trait. It just was.

[throughaphase]

"He's so cute. I wish I could have a pet," Kitty said, standing up straight again.

[throughaphase]

"Thanks. I'm a ballerina, you know," she said, because he totally wanted to know that.

[robinonadderall]

"Yes you are." Either now or when you're an adult, it was gonna happen, Derek. "And hey, did you stumble across a red hoodie when you were going through my clothes?"

The red hoodie that had been held hostage for months now.

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe if you ask enough." Derek was assuming that was how he got this fluff ball.

[justlurkinghere]

"...no?" Yes, he had.

[robinonadderall]

"Are you now?" he asked, looking amused. "Professional or just a hobby?"

[robinonadderall]

Derek, you were a terrible liar as a child. Just terrible. "Are you sure?"

[throughaphase]

"I tried asking a lot but my parents say we don't have time for a pet," Kitty sighed. "I'd take care of it and everything! I'm super responsible."

[justlurkinghere]

HE WAS AN AMAZING LIAR. HUMANS SHOULDN'T KNOW HOW TO READ HIM SO WELL.

UGH.

"It was in the closet," he said with a sigh.

[throughaphase]

"I'm gonna go pro when I'm big. I'm gonna be a ballerina and a teacher and a scientist." She paused. "I'm gonna be really busy."

[justlurkinghere]

"My sister got a fish when she said that." That poor, poor fish.