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[studmuffin]

BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH 8DDDDDD

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[lupusalpha]

[He grabs him from behind and drags him out of the store]

Stabbing isn't fun, you know.

[studmuffin]

[ Hey Derek.

Hey Derek's fantastic body. ] It depends on if you're the stabber or the stabee.

[lupusalpha]

Either, but the one you're likely to be is especially not fun.

[studmuffin]

Are you protecting my body because you want a piece of it?

[lupusalpha]

[He is not answering that.

Instead he is toting Stiles away, fireman-style]

[studmuffin]

[ Flailing. ]

What are you doing?

[lupusalpha]

Taking you home.

[studmuffin]

By carrying me.

[lupusalpha]

Yes.

[studmuffin]

[ Now is not the time to get aroused, Stilinski. ]

I can walk.

[lupusalpha]

[He feels that]

That's the rumor.

[studmuffin]

You're a jerk.

[lupusalpha]

Yes.

[studmuffin]

Where are we going?

[ And can he look at your ass until then? ]

[lupusalpha]

Your jeep.

[Which is parked outside]

[studmuffin]

What if my jeep stabs me?

[lupusalpha]

[He's already setting Stiles down in front of his jeep]

[studmuffin]

Uh, thanks?

[lupusalpha]

Get in the jeep, Stiles.

[studmuffin]

[ He scrambles to get in. ]

So. Are you wanting me to drive you anywhere?

[lupusalpha]

The cabin.

[Because it's a cabin, not a shack.]

[studmuffin]

[ Starting the jeep. ]

Get in then.

[lupusalpha]

[He slides in]

[studmuffin]

[ Zooming off. ]

I got a job.

[lupusalpha]

At the supermarket?