Somewhere In Nebraska, Saturday Morning

[justlurkinghere]

Drive across the country, they said. It'll be fun, they said. It was lies. Derek had driven across the country with Laura and had it been at any time but too soon after the fire, they would have murdered each other.

Why he thought it would have been a good idea to accompany Stiles back to Beacon Hills after his first year of college was over... it was possibly a good bit of delusion that this would end somewhere other than being terrible.

Case in point, the god awful jeep of Stiles was overheated and needed to sit to cool. In the middle of Nebraska. God, Derek hated the midwest.

"We could go look at the largest tractor in three counties," Derek said, looking at one of the faded pamphlets of local activities he'd found.

[[For the guy, duh]]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed, leaning back in his seat. "I don't even like tractors."

[robinonadderall]

"So you suggested it because...?" He was a cranky lil man right now.

[justlurkinghere]

"Because it's better than sitting here." They were both cranky lil' men.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed. "You're welcome to go for a jog or something."

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe I will." Oh, now he was being stubborn.

[robinonadderall]

"Then go." Two can play the stubborn game.

[justlurkinghere]

"I will." It was the best game.

[robinonadderall]

"Fine." Good lord.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed, throwing his hands up like he couldn't even handle this. Because clearly it was just Stiles being unreasonable. Just him.

"Fine," he replied, opening the door to do just that.

[robinonadderall]

"Have fun," he mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

Clearly they had been in a car together for too long.

But, hey, at least they were fighting again. It was refreshing.

[justlurkinghere]

It was cute, right? Like when they first met and hated each other. Awwww.

Derek paced away from the jeep a little, keeping it in sight and earshot. Which, since he was a werewolf, could get pretty far.

Also, this was the flattest place ever. So, so flat.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles, meanwhile, sat in the driver's seat and grumped. He was tempted to get on his phone to bitch to Scott but the last thing they needed was for their batteries to die.

So being grumpy it was.

[justlurkinghere]

And Derek would have bitched to Cora, but she didn't care. And would tell him so. She was a terrible sister.

Derek glared at the jeep for offending him by overheating. Then glared at the soy field for existing.

Then he stomped back over because this was ridiculous. "There isn't even a town nearby. How isn't there a town nearby?"

[robinonadderall]

"It's the midwest," Stiles said like that was a perfectly reasonable answer.

[justlurkinghere]

It wasn't!

Derek sighed again. Because it was his thing, okay? His thing.

[robinonadderall]

"This might've been a bad idea." No kidding.

[justlurkinghere]

"You think?" Why couldn't they just go to a ridiculously expensive hotel instead?

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "You could have just met me in Beacon Hills, you know."

[justlurkinghere]

"You would have broken down still!" And alone. Which wasn't cool.

Unless it was Derek's added weight that overworked that engine.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah and I've been by myself and dealt with it before," Stiles said. "I told you, it just needs time and she'll start up again."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed, leaning against the side of the car, arms crossed over his chest. "You need a new engine."

Okay, sugar daddy.

[robinonadderall]

"You want me to get a new car entirely."

[justlurkinghere]

"It might help."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "I like my car."

[justlurkinghere]

"The one that won't start?" Derek replied.