What does the fox say?

[teenyoda]

Who: Stiles and Derek and Isaac and Scott (And anyone else who'd like to join in)
What: Special delivery
When: 338
Where: At people's places and all in between the city
Rating: Soft R for possible language and fire discussions.

Just because he'd been transformed into a small fox by some asshole god (yeah, he called you an asshole, god) didn't mean he was useless. In fact, he'd decided to prove that by showing just how helpful he could be. Everyone was so busy with the fallout from Thiazi's attack or this weird influx of personal drama that people weren't taking care of themselves.

Or not well enough for Stiles. Add that up with the fact that he'd essentially been called useless and helpless like this and Stiles was in a mood to prove himself. He was neither useless nor helpless and when one of the house maids opened his door for a little cleaning, Stiles bolted out between her legs, giving a trill laugh at the sound she made when he escaped.

GLORIOUS FREEDOM!! And totally a chance for redemption. Natives and travelers alike might see a black and white furred form darting around a few of the districts. They might also see a slower version of him burdened down with a wrapped pie, trying to carry it to where it had to go. The truly stupid might try to take it from him. Go on, he dares you.

{ooc: So Stiles is free and delivering pies to his friends. Anyone's welcome to come across him and either be a jerk and try to take his pies (NOOO) and wind up getting more than they bargained for or trying to follow him to see what he's doing. If he knows you, he might take a moment to say hi, but he is a fox with a mission. There will be headers for a few pre-determined people (the ones on the list) but that doesn't mean you can't start your own and give his bushy tail a tug.}

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[teenyoda]

Oh? He stills, turning to look at Derek curiously. Was he actually not kicking him out?

He turned and moved to slink past the scowling man, staying close to the frame just in case it was a joke and he got a boot to the face.

WHAT WERE YOU DOING?

This is flamed up when he's safely inside and not in danger of being tossed out.

[predators]

Admittedly kicking Stiles like this would probably be all sorts of pleasing, but only if he actually deserved it. Which he doesn't, for once. Instead Derek simply huffs.

"Nothing." That Stiles needs to know about, anyway. Probably just brooding. Fun times with Derek.

"Don't you have anything better to do than to drag around pies? Now that you're a fox." You'd think there'd be something more interesting out there than this.

[teenyoda]

THE WORLD IS LIMITED WHEN YOU HAVE NO HANDS

But hey, he'd actually gotten Derek to let him in. He was going to take advantage by snooping around his room before finding something to jump up and curl up on.

HOW COME YOU DONT GO OUT MUCH?

NOT GOOD TO STAY IN ALL THE TIME

MIGHT CAUSE BLINDNESS

[predators]

He almost snorts at that. Almost. Instead Derek raises a brow but doesn't say anything. Not like he knows what life would be like without hands. It's an...amusing thought though, when it comes to Stiles.

"How did you get out?" Since he'd left you locked up and whining last time they'd talked.

And ignoring the rest.

[teenyoda]

CAN STILL TEXT

ASKED PEOPLE THAT WERENT BEING DICKS TO LET ME OUT

That was totally directed at you, Derek. Dick. Dickrek.

[predators]

"You mean morons. You asked morons to let you out." But whatever, if Stiles get trampled or something while out like this, it's not Derek's problem. He does cross his arms though.

[teenyoda]

Stiles had keen survival instincts in any form. He'd kept himself alive all this time, hadn't he. And Derek, if his memory served him. Multiple times. Suck it, wolfy.

Y DONT YOU GO OUT?

[predators]

"What makes you think I don't go out."

A pointed look. He just doesn't invite you or anyone to go with him, is all. Or something.

[teenyoda]

BECAUSE I NEVER SEE YOU? EVER

YOU CAN COME OVER YOU KNOW

His tail swished slowly as he looked hopefully up at Derek. God, he missed having all his friends remember they were actually his friends. Even Derek. It made him feel more like an ass for being the way he'd been when he first got here.

[predators]

Derek sighs. He's not entirely sure what it is with Stiles these days, why he bothers him this much. It's not the worst thing on the planet, but he's not...equipped to deal with it. He doesn't hang out, not even with his betas.

"I'll pass." Maybe one day, Stiles, maybe one day. Still, the way he says it isn't... as harshly as he might have before. If anything, it's just a default answer.

"I can't visit you anyway, not when you can't open the door."

[teenyoda]

I CAN GET A NEW DOOR

I WONT BE LIKE THIS FOREVER

God, he hoped he wouldn't be like this forever. People's feet were really gross and he was at nose level with them all day. But he might have detected a small bit of a break in that grumpy barrier and his tail wagged a little faster.

[predators]

As amusing as Stiles' new state is, not even Derek wants him to stay that way forever. He's useless in a fight like this, even with his fire power, and he's sooner likely to get killed than anything else.

"Unless you piss off another god. Not very hard, knowing you."

[teenyoda]

I DIDNT PISS ONE OFF THIS TIME

ID BARELY BEEN BACK

He still didn't know which god had done it. When he found out, he was going to make it his life's mission to screw with them.

CAN STILL COME OVER

[predators]

"It doesn't take you much effort or time to piss people off." Namely him. And the gods seem... petty at most, and bored when not fighting ice giants and such.

"Just keep your head down for a while."

[teenyoda]

Yeah, yeah, dad. He wasn't going to intentionally cause any trouble. But Derek was purposefully avoiding his question.

COME OVER TOMORROW

NO PIE

JUST HANG OUT?

[predators]

Maybe a little bit. He doesn't look too pleased about Stiles just going on about him coming over.

"I have other things to attend to."

[teenyoda]

LATER?

DAY AFTER?

He jumped down and came over to sit by Derek's feet, tail swishing behind him as he looked at him. Yes, he was using puppy eyes.

[predators]

"I'm not making you any promises." Not even with the weird tail swishing and look. This...hanging out is already weird and more than enough.

[teenyoda]

HOW ABOUT WHEN IM BACK TO HUMAN?

[predators]

"You really don't know when to stop, do you." Don't make him kick you out.

[teenyoda]

He gave a foxy sigh and moved to lay down, head resting on Derek's shoe. He was just lonely, bro. Scott had Allison and Stiles had been brought back here knowing just how messed up all of that was going to get. And Derek... well, he felt kind of bad he wasn't an alpha anymore. And that Scott was. And maybe he felt a little bummed on his behalf about the daroch thing since it seemed they'd both lost someone over it.

JUST WANT TO HANG OUT

[predators]

Don't do that, Stiles. Derek just sort of stills, but at least he doesn't nudge your head off his shoe. It's a simple enough reason, and yet he can't quite just give into it. Mostly because how the fuck do you even hang out with someone in the first place.

"Right."

[teenyoda]

DID YOU FORGET HOW TO HUMAN?

The way Derek acted sometimes, it was like he'd forgotten the basics of just hanging out. Of not having to run around almost dying every minute of every day.