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.

[[Open, of course!]]

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[robinonadderall]

Once Stiles realized the dorms had been filled with children of course he stopped by the mansion. If Derek wasn't a kid, fine, Stiles could use the mansion to hide in. If he was a kid Stiles could get cute pictures. Win-win.

"Helloooo?" Of course he just let himself in. "Is everybody normal?"

[justlurkinghere]

Rude!

"Hi, Stiles!" Derek called from the kitchen. Oh god, the mess he was making with this 'sandwich making' was epic.

[robinonadderall]

Yes! Tiny Derek! Stiles made his way into the kitchen and even he was impressed with the level of mess. "Aww adorable."

[justlurkinghere]

Look, that bottle of mustard was a bomb waiting to go off before Derek even got there. That was his story, at least.

"The sandwich?"

It was really more of a vague pile of food on a plate.

[robinonadderall]

"No, your face." It was so tiny and adorable! "Is that my shirt you're getting mustard on?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sniffed at it as he gave the dog a slice of ham. "Smells like mine too."

[robinonadderall]

"Well it's mine," Stiles said, though he didn't look that bothered by it. "Is the dog in my shirt too?"

That was the strangest habit, tiny Derek.

[throughaphase]

Kitty (and her tutu) had made it all the way here in her roller skates, and debated stopping at the mansion, which was bigger and creepier than anything she ever saw at home. So naturally she went up to the front door and knocked to see if anyone was home.

[justlurkinghere]

"He doesn't like walking." FOR SOME REASON. STILES.

[justlurkinghere]

Naturally!

Which meant there was a fluffy dog at the door, staring at her through the thin windows on the sides before Derek appeared to check it out. "Hello?"

[robinonadderall]

HE HAD NO IDEA WHAT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT, NARRATIVE. "You're gonna do my laundry later."

What with the mustard and dog hair now.

[throughaphase]

"Hi! Cool house oh my gosh a puppy!" Kitty greeted him.

[justlurkinghere]

"Am not." He didn't even know how it worked, Stiles! "Do we have more bread?"

[justlurkinghere]

"He's mine." You can't have him. So, nyah.

[throughaphase]

"He's so cute!" she squeed. "Can I pet him? Does he like pets?"

[robinonadderall]

"How much bread do you possibly need to make a sandwich?" he asked.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh hey." Stiles didn't want to assume who the kid was but she did look familiar. "Don't fall on your face."

[justlurkinghere]

"It's a big sandwich." Because tomorrow was the full moon, you know.

[justlurkinghere]

"Sure?" You'd think with two sisters he'd be a pro at handling this kind of thing, but nope. "If you want."

[throughaphase]

"I won't," Kitty assured him. "I'm a really good skater. One day I'll learn how to stop, too!"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles stared at Derek for a moment and wondered if this was worth fighting on. He also wished he was better with kids. "Whatever, just get more mustard on the bread than on my shirt."

[throughaphase]

"Thanks! Here, doggie," Kitty said, holding onto the doorway so she wouldn't fall over.

[robinonadderall]

"So how do you stop now?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"That was an accident." A clawy, clawy accident. "Didn't do it on purpose."

Oh yeah, now he was sulky.

[throughaphase]

"I grab onto something and don't fall down," she said. "It's a good method for now."