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[studmuffin]

[ The device switches on just as Stiles starts throwing things at the very angry goose in the Anti-Scooby Gang shack's door. The view is obscured by the couch, but his projectiles are pretty obvious. First a shoe, then a book, then his jeep keys. The bird just flaps its wings and hisses--. ]

Did you just freaking hiss at me? C'mon, I've fought the Kanima. You're like - like a weirdly sinister Big Bird. [ Snapping at Stiles' keys with its beak. ] Can't you smell danger you big ugly jewelry laying freak? [ Mimicing an accent. ] Can't stop here, this is wolf country.

[ Ugh, his life is just full of hideous and egotistical animals. ]

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[studmuffin]

[ Catching it badly. ]

Pop culture references are lost on you. Are you sure you're not a vampire?

[lupusalpha]

Not a vampire.

[He nods to the egg]

What are you planning on doing with that?

[studmuffin]

I don't know.

[ Because he didn't want it. Bending down to get his device and - huh. ]

[lupusalpha]

What is it?

[He's moving to check what Stiles sees]

[studmuffin]

Nothing.

[ Spinning around, device behind his back. Freaking werewolf senses. ]

[lupusalpha]

[Derek's eyes narrow and he extends his hand. HE wants to see it.]

[studmuffin]

[ Nope.

Stepping back. ]

[lupusalpha]

I'll tackle you to the ground.

[studmuffin]

Uh, no.

[ YOU WOULDN'T. ]

[lupusalpha]

Give me the device.

[studmuffin]

No.

Do you wanna hear it in Russian? Nyet.

[lupusalpha]

[FLYING LEAP.]

[studmuffin]

Holy crap.

[ Ow. Derek, fuck you. ]

[lupusalpha]

[It only takes him a moment to wrestle that device from Stiles' hand and then-

And then-]

Stiles.

[And then he crushes it. Well, sort of. The screen breaks, at least.]

[studmuffin]

Hey.

[ OH GOD IS HE GOING TO DIE HE'S GOING TO DIE AND NO ONE WILL EVER FIND HIS BODY OH FUCK. ]

It's not my fault.

[lupusalpha]

[Derek looks like he is very close to killing Stiles, and considering he's pinning Stiles with one hand, it wouldn't be hard, but he narrows his eyes]

You fought a kanima. It's from some game you play. On the internet. With your loser friends.

[studmuffin]

[ He's probably going to have a heart attack. ]

Fuck you. [ Trying to like - free himself. ] Nobody's going to ask anyway.

[lupusalpha]

If they do.

[And he gets up, all casual like, as if nothing happened.]

[studmuffin]

[ There's a cold rush of air as Derek pushes away and Stiles feels his stomach twist. ]

I have to go. [ Scrambling to his feet and clutching the egg under his arm. Maybe he can go and drive his car into the City and pretend he's not THINKING WHAT HE'S THINKING. ]

[lupusalpha]

[Derek scowls and is about to say something but Stiles is already at the door. Okay then.]