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Stiles fumbled with the costume, frustration bubbling up inside of him. “Oh, my god .” He sighed and threw his hands up in the air. “This can't be this hard!”
Elijah looked from his costume, up to his daddy, and back again. “It’s okay daddy. Maybe dad can put it on for me.”
“Derek!” Stiles called out, running a hand over his face. “I’m sorry little man. Apparently, my fingers aren't working with this costume.”
“Are you ready?” Derek asked, coming into the room. Stiles looked up at him and grinned at Derek’s costume.
“What?” Derek asked, looking down at himself and then at Stiles.
“You’re a sexy pirate,” Stiles said with a chuckle.
“Ew.” Elijah scrunched his face up and looked at his fathers. “That’s gross.”
Stiles laughed and looked back to their son. “One day you won't think it’s gross. I promise you!” He reached out to tickle him and Elijah burst into laughter. Once he was done, he shrugged at Derek. “I can't get the dang pumpkin on him. The zipper is stuck.”
“Let me try.” Derek moved down to look at Elijah’s costume, gripped the zipper, and pulled. An audible rip tore through the room. Derek looked at Stiles, shock showing on his face. “I tore it.”
“Really?!” Stiles sighed and buried his face into his hands. “You know what, take the pumpkin off,” he said and reached for Elijah, pulling the pumpkin off of him. “New plan. Wolf out, wolf boy.” Stiles said as he stood up. “You’re going as a wolf tonight.”
“Yay!” Elijah shouted, easily wolfing out and growling at Stiles before jumping up and latching to his side. Stiles laughed and held Elijah against his hip as Elijah wrapped his arms and legs around him.
“Situation solved.” Stiles shrugged when Derek gave him an annoyed look.
“Just this once,” Derek agreed. “Next year, we’ll buy something with velcro and no zippers.”
“Deal!” Stiles jiggled Elijah, who laughed and growled happily at him. “Let’s go get some candy!”