Video - Day 398

[teenyoda]

[Hey, Asgard. Have a Stiles popping up on the screen, grinning a bit wider than usual.]

Okay, normally I'm not all cute kittens and cuddly fluffy things or talking baby talk to animals, because that's kind of dumb -- except when Rachel does it and then it's oddly endearing.

[He looks like he's actually trying to rationalize why that's a thing for a second, but it's only a second before he's back to paying attention to the screen again.]

Anyway, yeah, well, fluffy advocate or not, I figured there might be some people who'd find this amusing and maybe a little entertaining.

[The screen shifts, showing the center of what is Stiles' bedroom. There's a wolf cub sitting there, looking up at him with its little tail wagging. The screen shifts a little to show the bed, Hale sitting there looking up at him as well, giving a tiny chirp. After about three seconds, Stiles yells, "KAMIKAZEE!" and Hale screeches, jumping from the bed onto the cub -- who happens to be jumping for the dragon at the same time.

There's a tussle of fur and scales, wings flapping and yips, growls, chirps, and squawks sounding before the cub stands, pinning the dragon down by his wings and tipping her head up, giving a tiny little baby howl in victory before flopping down on top of her defeated foe.

A wing curled over the cub and they both just sort of cuddled up, little huffs and sounds leaving them like they were having some kind of private conversation.

The screen went back to Stiles.]

Okay, I'm secure in my masculinity and all that, but come on... how adorable was that?

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[doggedly]

It ought to have been a proud moment. Hell, I'm proud of you, and I don't even know you.

[teenyoda]

Well, I didn't feel so bad later when I got to 'know' him, because he's a dick.

[doggedly]

That's putting it lightly. He's famous for being a dick, where we're from. They've written poems about it. The whole look-it-up-in-the-dictionary, picture-of-his-face thing? It's actually true.

[teenyoda]

I'm not surprised. He reminds me of a teacher I used to have. Total smug dick.

[doggedly]

Ah, there's one in every universe. Loads in mine, actually, but he's the worst of them. You didn't actually sign up for his school, did you?

[teenyoda]

Yeah, I did. Not for math and all that, I get enough of that crap back home, but come on, how often am I going to get a chance to learn how to make potions and do magic?

[doggedly]

Except neither of those things work, here. It's all these new abilities. Unless one of the gods gave you the gift of potions?

[teenyoda]

Yeah, right. No, because that might be useful. Look, maybe I'll get some osmosis learning and can take it back home and use it for...

Things.

[And stuff. Stuff and things, Sirius.]

[doggedly]

Things.

[And stuff. His eyebrows raise a little.]

Well, good luck, in that case. I'm fairly certain I'm barred from the school myself, but I can at least wish you well with your osmosis potioneering.

[teenyoda]

Oh, I'm pretty sure I'll get kicked out sooner or later. Probably for roasting that stupid bird. But I'll try what I can.

[doggedly]

Well, do keep us updated. This is the sort of thing I'd like to keep track of the progress of.

[teenyoda]

Which part? My education or how often I set Snape and his bird on fire?

[doggedly]

Well, the latter more than the former, obviously. But I think the latter could happen during the former, yeah? And there's so many hilarious things that could go on during an education.

So both, I s'ppose.

[teenyoda]

[Snorting laugh.]

Yeah, sure. Okay. If I set him on fire, again, I'll keep you updated.

[doggedly]

And record it. We'll watch it at Christmastime and feel all the warmer for it.

I'm Sirius Black, mate. Always good to meet a fellow friend of Snape's.

[teenyoda]

[A short laugh.]

Yeah, well, if I know it's coming, I'll slip the video on.

Stiles Stilinski. I guess I'll keep an eye out for you.