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Melissa watched as the boys ran around the backyard, their laughter carrying to her through the open window. "You'd think they wouldn't have any energy left after running around at school for most of the day," she mumbled to herself before going back to work.
"Tag, got you Isaac," Scott laughed, running away from his new brother.
Isaac threw his arms up in the air, he was It again… he was always It. He couldn't wait for a growth spurt like Miss Melissa was telling him he was going to get, then he'd be able to catch Scott and Stiles. As it was, the only reason he'd catch Scott is because he'd get winded and would slow down to catch his breath. Stiles though, they almost never caught Stiles- it totally wasn't fair. But Isaac ran after him anyways, wanting to give Scott a break from being It. Scott caught onto his plan and ran over to Stiles, easily catching up with him; when he was close enough, he grabbed onto Stiles's shirt and slowed down.
"Scott, hurry, Isaac is coming," Stiles urged, not knowing his friend was betraying him.
With Scott slowing Stiles down, Isaac finally caught up and held his hand out to tag Stiles. Just before his hand connected, Scott let go of Stiles's sleeve and dashed away, not wanting to get tagged so soon.
"You're It Stiles, I finally got you," Isaac laughed before collapsing onto the grass.
"Scott, you traitor! No fair!" Stiles whined.
"It's –pant- totally fair –pant- you're so much faster –pant- than me," Isaac complained from his spot on the grass.
Stiles looked down at Isaac, then over at Scott who was also wheezing a little bit, "Sorry, I forget that I'm really really fast. We can play hide and seek instead if you want?"
"Sure, that sounds like fun," Scott answered. "Just let us catch our breath so our huffing and puffing don't give us away."
They managed to get a few rounds of hiding in before Melissa called them in to wash up and get started on their homework. Melissa smiled as the boys all ran to the bathroom; she had heard the boys discussing how unfair it was that Stiles was faster. She couldn't help but be a little proud that Isaac and Scott came up with an idea together, and that Stiles realized his advantaged and willingly suggested a different game for all of them to play.