you know. assets like burned and empty property or locker stock or something. derek doesn’t just hang out on school property for no reason right? there’s gotta be some at legal reason for that.
"No," Stiles interrupted. "It’s not like he exactly ‘sired’ you.""He bit me. That’s the entire reason our lives are different now!”"Okay, maybe, alright, fair enough. Maybe werewolves operate on sires," Stiles admitted. Admitted that it was only when it convenienced them privately. "Yet you absolutely rejected his sudden, twisted, paternal bond he decided to impose on you this morning. You never even joined his pack when all of this started anyway, so why is he coming to you now after he’s become more of a creepy old man just by being broke besides unloved?"Fair point, and it wasn’t as if Scott was raring to be inducted into the Hale Hall of Fail in the first place, but it was an issue of priorities. Whatever suspect spontaneous feelings of responsibility an opportunistic werewolf had in mind could take a backseat to the obvious problem."Malia I understand, because," lowering his voice to a nearly absent whisper, "she’s his you know what." Making sure he couldn’t hear her stalking nearby, Scott continued. "Peter didn’t say anything about taking care of Derek."========Brothers, and any corresponding ‘family values’ held little meaning to her. Malia had family of course, but pretending that extended beyond Dad and Stiles made no sense. Sure, Peter fucked her mom, but he sure didn’t stay as hell behind to raise her or claim her. She knew he wasn’t aware of their relationship for whatever reason, and she didn’t care to know about his choice to be ignorant of it. Why should their imaginary bond hold him back from being the imaginary cool guy he thinks he is? And since when did kin not recognize pack?Whatever ‘DEE EN, EH?” testing meant, she never remembered a single moment where any of Peter’s comatose calls reached out to her. Scott maybe. He McCalled him, heh.But they never reached her.