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Chapter 1
Stiles walks behind Scott into the Derek’s loft right as Derek walks past the door.
“What’s up sour wolf,” says Stiles. Derek stops walking, turns around, and glares at him. Stiles closes his eyes and sticks his tongue out at Derek. With his eyes closed he didn’t hear Derek grab a lamp and swipe the dusty bottom across his tongue.
“Pfffft! Pffft!” Stiles opens his eyes and sees the look of amusement cross Derek’s face. “That’s just unsanitary Derek. If I get tetanus, I will personally shoot you up with wolfsbane bullets”
“We would like to get this pack meeting started if you guys are done flirting in there,” says Lydia as she sits down onto the arm of the couch closets to Jackson.
Stiles and Derek turn around and walks into the living room.
“We need a plan on how to take out the alpha pack that is getting to close to our territory. Now I have a pla….”
“Yes but we all know how your plans always work,” Stiles exclaims with amusement.” And I would like not to spend another weekend in the hospital.” Derek raises his left eye brow and glares.
“You are always in the hospital because you never follow the plan Stiles. Maybe if you did what I planned you wouldn’t get hurt all the time.”
“That’s never going to happen sour wolf, so how about I come up with the plan this time. I was thinking about…..”
“Stiles shut up.” Derek yells.
“….. maybe Scott can be bait…”
“STILES!” Derek yells frustrated.
Stiles continues to plan without paying any attention to Derek. Only Erica sees when Derek leaves the living room and heads upstairs. About a minute later Derek comes back into the living room with something white in his hand, walks up to Stiles and stuffs what’s in his hand into Stiles mouth. Stiles, caught off guard flails until he realize what is in his mouth, taking it out.
“A sock Derek!!! REALLY!” Stiles freaks out and starts to spit and rub his hand across his tongue to get the taste out of his mouth. “What is up with you putting things in my mouth?”
Erica and Cora look across the room at each other and smirk. Stiles and Derek have been doing this banter/flirting thing for the past 3 months. The pack was getting tired of it. Erica knew how to fix it.
“Hey I have an idea oh mighty alpha.” Derek stops smirking at Stiles and turns around to glare at Erica.
“What?”
“How about we do secret Santa this year for Christmas.” Erica says looking around the room at the pack as everyone starts chatting excitably and nodding their head yes.
“No.” Derek says grumpily.
“Come on Derek. Don’t be such a sour wolf.” Stiles said with a smirk at Derek.
“Derek this could be a pack bonding experience. You’re always complaining about how the pack never works together.” Cora explains. “If you don’t I’m going to tell everyone about the time you…”
“FINE.” Derek screams. Erica pulls out a bowl from off the table and places everyone’s name in it.
“If you pick your name put it back into the bowl and pick another.” She starts the bowl around the pack until Stiles and Derek are the only ones left to pick. As she makes her way over to Stiles Cora trips her and the bowl is sent into the air and behind the couch. Erica goes to pick up the bowl all the while glaring at Cora. She picks up the bowl and continues on to Stiles.
“Pick a name batman.” Stiles puts his hand into the bowl and pulls out a name, frowns, and puts the paper in his pocket. With Derek picking the last name, everyone starts to chatter about school and other things. Isaac notices that Derek is still looking at his secret Santa pick.
“Derek?” Isaac exclaims questioningly.
Derek looks up to realize that everyone is staring at him. “What?”
“I just hope I’m not your pick. You were staring at that the paper like it personally wounded you.” says Scott.