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asgardmeridiem2013-09-10 05:22 pm
teenyoda) wrote in asgardmeridiem2013-09-10 05:22 pm
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Who: Stiles and Derek
What: A little pie and coffee
When: 324
Where: Derek's place
Rating: Possible language if they get into an argument - PG-13
He closed the screen on his bracelet before getting up and going over to put his shoes on. Then he grabbed the pie. Pumpkin. Who didn't love pumpkin pie? He even had a container of whipped cream Ryan had mixed up for him and he popped that in a pack along with a thermos of coffee and a couple mugs. No milk, but he had whitener and sugar. That's all a guy needed, right? Right. The pie got the seat of honor, meaning it got carried carefully instead of being shoved in the dark confines of his pack before he decided he was ready to head over to Derek's.
Why was he heading over to Derek's with pie? Because maybe he felt bad for what a dick he'd been before and maybe he realized that it wasn't like Derek got invited to do a lot of stuff here. He had Isaac and Erica coming to him for all the bad stuff and even Scott didn't hang with the Alpha much in Asgard. Since it was just them against the world (or really, all of Asgard against crazy ice giant queens), Stiles thought maybe trying to keep them a little more closely knit together might be a good idea.
Besides, the answer he got from the text showed him it hadn't gotten any better since he'd left.
He was outside Derek's room and knocking on it twenty minutes later, bouncing just a bit nervously on the balls of his feet because he was remembering the last few times he'd tried this. But that was before and things had changed between them, right? Well, they had at home. He could only hope that meant he could do that here, too.
What: A little pie and coffee
When: 324
Where: Derek's place
Rating: Possible language if they get into an argument - PG-13
He closed the screen on his bracelet before getting up and going over to put his shoes on. Then he grabbed the pie. Pumpkin. Who didn't love pumpkin pie? He even had a container of whipped cream Ryan had mixed up for him and he popped that in a pack along with a thermos of coffee and a couple mugs. No milk, but he had whitener and sugar. That's all a guy needed, right? Right. The pie got the seat of honor, meaning it got carried carefully instead of being shoved in the dark confines of his pack before he decided he was ready to head over to Derek's.
Why was he heading over to Derek's with pie? Because maybe he felt bad for what a dick he'd been before and maybe he realized that it wasn't like Derek got invited to do a lot of stuff here. He had Isaac and Erica coming to him for all the bad stuff and even Scott didn't hang with the Alpha much in Asgard. Since it was just them against the world (or really, all of Asgard against crazy ice giant queens), Stiles thought maybe trying to keep them a little more closely knit together might be a good idea.
Besides, the answer he got from the text showed him it hadn't gotten any better since he'd left.
He was outside Derek's room and knocking on it twenty minutes later, bouncing just a bit nervously on the balls of his feet because he was remembering the last few times he'd tried this. But that was before and things had changed between them, right? Well, they had at home. He could only hope that meant he could do that here, too.
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He reached for his coffee, sipping while he gave Derek a roll of his eyes. "How does that serve us right? We had a party for everyone. They all had a good time, except for you. I think you're just intent on being a grump."