justlurkinghere | Creepy Old Mansion on Phoenix Way, Saturday Evening (Reply)

Derek had repaired the hole in his house since the last time it had been the full moon, and had attempted to make one of the rooms more secure for a new werewolf. Which amounted to more chains and a few pieces of wood.

Look, he was a werewolf and tended to scare off the This Old House style shows at the hardware store on the mainland. This was the best you were going to get.

Derek	"There are too many people on island to risk you getting loose," Derek said. Because that wasn't oh so clear. Thanks, Derek.
Jack	"You would think," Jack said through gritted teeth, as he rolled his eyes and held out his arms for Derek, "they would know better than to schedule this for a full moon weekend. If I worked at the school I'd be in their new principal's office about now."
Derek	"Luckily you don't work at the school," Derek replied, carefully locking the chains around Jack's wrists.
Jack	Jack gave him a dirty look. "At least I wouldn't get fired for stalking the students if I did." Sorry, Derek. You did not have Jack at his best right now. "And anyhow, I meant I'd be in there before the change started."
Derek	Derek was going to be the better person and not call him out on the full moon PMS there. He might have just tightened the chains a little more than strictly necessary instead. "At least you won't need to deal with people this way." There was a pause like a dog who had just head a squirrel down the way as Derek cocked his head to the side to listen.
Jack	Jack winced but didn't give Derek the satisfaction of complaining about the chain-tightening. "I won't," he said. "Probably for the --" He was going to say for the best, but then he scented something and froze as well.
Stiles	"--oh look, he lives in the biggest piece of crap place in town," Stiles said as he pushed open the door to creep manor. "I'm shocked, really."
Scott	"Dude, he can probably hear you right now," Scott said as he trailed behind Stiles. He sniffed the air. "He's here, and not alone."
Derek	Derek might have actually growled at that, fixing Jack with a look that clearly suggested staying put as he stalked out to find the morons. "Real expert on werewolves there, Stiles."
Jack	Jack didn't have much choice but to stay in place, but he growled a bit as he stretched his chains, trying to see outside and get a look at the wolf he was almost certain had come to visit. The moon was rising fast now, tugging at his chest.
Stiles	"Derek, hi! You're looking especially grumpy this evening." What was with Stiles and baiting werewolves during the full moon? "No glitter tonight?" Seriously, Stiles, seriously.
Scott	Scott, as per usual, looked confused. "Glitter?"
Derek	Derek responded to that with all the maturity he possessed. And also with more glaring. And then an appraising look for Scott. "How much control does he have?"
Stiles	"Uh." That was not a very confident sounding noise. "Pretty much none."
Scott	"Oh come on dude, I have some!" No, no he didn't. "I'm getting better." Again, no.
Derek	"I have enough chains," Derek said with a greatly put upon sigh. "He'll need to be separate from Jack." Derek so did not trust good things to happen there.
Stiles	"I knew I could count on you to have plenty of bondage tools around." Stiles put an arm around Scott. "Let's tie you up, buddy!"
Scott	Scott rolled his eyes and shrugged off Stiles' arm. "Let's just get this over with." Despite what he said, Scott was starting to feel jumpy and out of sorts. He didn't want to be chained up anywhere near Derek, but it didn't seem like he had any other choice.
Derek	Derek shot Stiles a look as though to assign all responsibility for this to him. Because Derek wasn't a nice person. "I feel so much better about my future," he deadpanned, leading them toward the room next to Jack. Awesome thing about an abandoned mansion, right?
Stiles	"Did you purposely pick the ugliest place in town or...?"
Jack	Jack swallowed, worked on remembering how human conversations went. "He likes that it's free," he said, and nodded a strained greeting to the two boys. "Hi. Usually I get to know somebody better before I let them see me tied me up."
Scott	"Whoa!" Despite smelling and being warned that there was someone else here, Scott was still surprised. Which...well that was a normal reaction for Scott. What wasn't normal was the sudden flood of aggression he felt when he spotted the unfamiliar werewolf.
Derek	"Scott," Derek snapped, so not in the mood to play referee tonight. Maybe a little manly hissing was thrown in there for good measure. "He doesn't change like us."
Jack	"Don't do this," Jack snapped back at both of them. "Hard enough to hold it together without you lot working me up." He paced a few steps, drawing ragged breaths, and looked at Scott. "I have to go full wolf."
Stiles	"Full wolf, what?" Poor, confused Stiles. "Should I cover my eyes?" It was full wolf, not full monty, Stiles.
Scott	"Shut up, Stiles," Scott hissed. He was trying to take in some deep breaths to keep in control but he could feel his heart rate going up and he knew any second now his eyes would turn yellow.
jDerek	"It's time to leave now, Stiles," Derek said, moving for the spare chains before Scott got it into his head to do something like maul the one human in the room. Or push him in Jack's maul-y direction.
Stiles	"What? No way!" Derek, you were just dumb if you thought Stiles would just leave.
Jack	"Go," Jack echoed in a growl. He stared at his hands; they were starting to hurt in the way they always did just before a change. He would have said more, some explanation, but all his mental energy was focused on not changing while anybody in the room was still human. His chains were stronger this month, but not that strong.
Scott	And there came the yellow eyes. Scott growled lowly and his claws started to emerge. Did he randomly mumble something that sounded like "Allison"? Yes, yes he did. For no reason whatsoever it seemed.
Derek	Because he was Scott. God love him. "You want to be in a room with two uncontrolled werewolves?"
Stiles	"Well, no, not really," Stiles admitted, at least having the good sense to back away from Scott. "But I can't just ditch Scott, look at him!"
Derek	Which Derek did. And was wondering who the hell Allison was. "Go, Stiles." There was even a shove in there in case Stiles didn't know where the door was.
Scott	You know who else was looking for an exit? Scott. Now fully wolfed out, he managed to turn his focus away from Jack and towards getting the hell out of there. He ran for the door, eager to have the excuse to throw someone out of the way if they tried to stop him. Maybe one day Derek and Stiles would learn the lesson that there was a time and place for bickering and clearly this wasn't it.
Jack	Oh, hey, you know who else had completed his transition during the bickering? Jack. He was chained, so all he could do was tug hard at the links in an attempt to follow Scott, baring his teeth in a snarl at his failure to do so.
Derek	WHY COULD NOTHING GO RIGHT? Derek made a frustrated noise, starting after Scott for a moment before switching gears to attempt snarling Jack into submission. "Stay here," he told Stiles in a complete reversal of previous stances. Only then did he give chase to Scott.
Stiles	"What?" Stiles didn't want to be left alone with furry chained up werewolf guy! Stiles turned turned slowly to look around at Jack. "You...you gonna be okay there, buddy?"
Jack	Jack roared at Stiles, snapping his jaws as he tried to come within biting range. Stupid chains. No, he was not going to be okay.
Stiles	Stiles jumped back, quite possibly making what was a totally masculine squeaking sound. "DEREK!" Stiles shouted as he ran out of the house. "Waiiiiiiit!"