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The next day as Derek, Stiles, and the children were eating lunch Stiles got a call.
"Hello. Yes.. Ok... Awesome we'll be right there!" Stiles hung up the phone. "That was Lydia. She says that they've got the reversal spell ready. She's already got Allison, and Kira, so we need to head over there now."
Abandoning lunch the pack hopped in the car and got to the vets office as soon as humanly possible. Once everyone was crowded in the back room and standing where Deaton directed them he started the spell.
There was a blinding light and a loud ripping noise.
Once everyone had blinked the spots from their vision they saw the pack all their right sizes...and naked. The ripping that was heard was the wolves, Kira, and Allison rapidly out growing their clothes. Derek grabbed the bag of clothes he had brought and tossed it to the nude teens who hurriedly dressed themselves. When they were dressed Stiles pounced on Scott and gave him a massive bear hug and started a chain reaction of everyone hugging and shouting with glee.
It was soon broken up by a loud wolf whist from Erica which the attention to Scott and Isaac who were lip locked in the middle of the group.
Now for a few days before the incident Isaac had been thinking about some feelings he had been having towards a certain floppy haired, crooked jawed wolf. This whole incident just showed him that he never knew what was going to happen day to day. So Isaac decided to grab life by the horns and go for it. And by horns I mean Scotts shoulders. And by go for it I mean plant a big kiss right on Scotts lips which was readily and enthusiastically returned.
Erica's whistle snapped the boys out of their kiss. They stepped back from each other with bright red faces. Stiles clapped Isaac on the shoulder and slung his other arm around Scott.
"It's about damn time!" he declared. "I'm not even a wolf and I could smell the tension between you two!"
A couple weeks later the pack was having a barbecue at the Stilinski house when a letter appeared on the table.
To the Hale Pack,
We extend our gratitude to you for ridding us of that nuisance of a coven last month, and would like to reward you. Enclosed we have included a medallion that if kept on a member of the pack will tell others that you are a friend of the American Witches Coven Association and are not to be trifled with.
Sincerely,
Melinda Grisher
Head of AWCA
"Well that was unexpected" stated Erica. "Who knew that those witches were douches to other people too."
"Eh they're dead so they won't be douches to anyone else" replied Scott.
"Unless ghosts are actually real!" exclaimed Stiles. Derek slapped him in the back of the head.
"Burgers are ready!" called John. "Get 'em while they're hot!"