video; eight full moons

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott probably should have checked the network before appearing on it so he’d know why he's in the situation he is right now, but he’s somewhat disorientated from waking up handcuffed to his freaking bed, so the first thing he does is make a video broadcast asking for answers instead. The fact that they’re comfy, padded handcuffs is more confusing, but all his clothes are on so this can't be sex-related (he can think of two people he wouldn't mind it being a sex thing with but they're nowhere to be seen plus he can't remember how he got here). Little does Scott know, he lost his bracelet and was grey for a while, but Stiles managed to finally find the damn necessary jewellery to survival here, putting it on Scott while his grey self was sleeping.

But Scott’s back to his old self now and the most confused he's ever been. ]

Can someone explain to me why I’m cuffed to a bed right now?

[ Scott looks around the room - which he recognizes as his room, and it’s pink. Thanks for redecorating while he was grey, Rue. ]

In my pink room? [ Scott looks down at the two creatures watching him at the bottom of his bed. ] Guarded by a wolf cub and baby dragon?

[ When the dragon gets closer, Scott sees it’s holding keys in its mouth. What look a lot like handcuff keys. Yes. Scott beckons the dragon over to him. ]

Here - come here, boy! Come closer, come on… [ Except the dragon doesn’t. It tosses the keys into the air and the wolf cub catches it in her mouth. And then there’s an audible swallow. Goodbye, keys. Scott just… stares, and then thumps his head back against the wall behind him with a groan. ]

This can’t be happening.

[ To make matters worse, the wolf cub and the dragon jump on him for cuddles. ]

No way. I’m not cuddling you guys.

[ Except he totally is. He’s Scott McCall, unable to resist cute animals wanting to cuddle him. ]

You both suck. [ The video ends on Scott's sulky, pouty face. ]

Comments

[mccallmemaybe]

You're lucky your room isn't next to his...

[ Except Scott's is. He groans when he realizes this. ]

If you love me, you won't have loud sex. You love me, right?

[teenyoda]

Dude... We don't... I mean, it's not porn, god.

[GOD, SCOTT. They weren't trying to win competitions on noise making.]

Besides, loud sex would just mean my dad would come see and... yeah. We're trying to avoid that.

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott looks relieved to hear they're not into loud vocal sex. ]

I think every teenager having sex tries to avoid their parent walking in on them.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, well, that's new for me. It wasn't a thing before. Besides, if her dad had walked in on you guys, you'd both be dead, so that's sort of more of a reason to avoid it. I don't think dad would kill us, he'd just...

Get her a chastity belt and fuse my pants shut?

[mccallmemaybe]

Wait, what are you talking about? Is her dad here?

Your dad's not stupid. He must have figured out you have a sex life by now and is waiting for the right moment to talk to you about it... or he's in denial. And there's no way he'd do that. [ Don't be a drama queen, Stiles. ]

[teenyoda]

No. I'm just saying, back when we were at home. If Allison's dad had just strolled in and seen your wolfy ass pumping away on top of his daughter, code or not, you'd be a dead wolf, bro.

Hey, this is the guy who thinks I can actually play lacrosse. Hah... We've had 'the talk' way back when I told him about my first, uh... hair. I think that's as open as we're going to get about my sex life.

[mccallmemaybe]

Stiles. [ He's totally getting a disapproving face right now for talking about his wolfy ass pumping away, my god... ]

You can play lacrosse. And you actually told your dad about that? [ Scott can't imagine talking about that with his own father... but then he can't imagine talking to him about most things because of his douchey ways. ]

[teenyoda]

[And he's getting a 'what?' face back. Come on, bro. Your ass pumped and you know it.]

Well, yeah. I was a man, right? Or, at least showing signs of becoming one. I had to go talk to dad about it. I mean, I had the talk about where babies came from before that, but the whole 'first pube' thing opened up the door for the actual sex talk. That was fun.

[No, it wasn't.]

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott might be a little jealous of how easy it is for Stiles to talk about that stuff with his dad, even if it sounds like oversharing. ]

Maybe steer clear of telling your dad about your first orgasm. [ There's a pause and he adds: ] With a girl. [ Scott never talked about his first orgasm with Allison to his mom and he's pretty sure that's normal. ]

[teenyoda]

[Sheriff Stilinski is more than used to the oversharing that happens with his son. Whether he likes it or not is another story.]

Um, yeah. I don't think I'm going to be doing that, thanks. [Scott... really? REALLY, SCOTT?]

[mccallmemaybe]

...I just remembered something. [ Scott picks up a pillow and swings at Stiles' face. ] That was for being the reason why I could only put one hand on Allison earlier.

[teenyoda]

[Face, meet Scott's pillow. Pillow, Stiles' face.]

Hey! You mean 'thank you, Stiles, for making sure I was safe and taken care of instead of possibly waking up in someone's toilet. Gee, that sure was nice of you to do things that no bro should have to do for another bro', right?

[Then he looked at the bed.]

Dude, am I lying in like, Scott juice?

[mccallmemaybe]

Thank you, Stiles. [ For being the reason Scott could only make out with Allison with one hand.

Scott deliberately takes a while to answer to make Stiles assume he is indeed lying on a dirty bed, before he shakes his head. ]

No, we just talked and kissed a little. [ For two people who are supposed to be broken up, they kiss a lot. Hell, they were even kissing during their break up conversation. ]

[teenyoda]

Yeah? So... what does that mean? Are there going to be 'who can be the loudest and make my dad go crazy' competitions? What about Isaac?

[Because no, he hadn't forgotten about the beta.]

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott guesses Stiles is being sarcastic about sex competitions. He grabs his cuddly toy dog from Isaac at Christmas and holds it against his chest. ] She told me her and Isaac kissed. I think she felt guilty about it but I told her it was okay. She still loves me and I think she's only just realizing here that she like-likes Isaac... I think she just needs time. And she's worth the wait, so me and Isaac will just... wait it out, I guess.

[teenyoda]

Are you telling me I'm the only one of us getting any?

Well, well, how the tides have turned. Stiles Stilinski, nookie master, versus Scott McCall, born again virgin.

[mccallmemaybe]

Remind me again why I talk to you about anything?

[teenyoda]

Because you love me and your life would be utterly miserable without me. That and you'd wind up becoming one of those people that supplemented social interaction with people with dogs and I'd find you in ten years walking around with a coat with giant pockets filled with puppies that you tried to just hand off to people.

[mccallmemaybe]

A puppy pockets coat sounds awesome. [ Scott wants one. ]

[teenyoda]

No, Scott. You cannot walk around like a crazy cat lady with puppy substitutes. That's now how this works. I'm your link to sanity. Keep up.

[mccallmemaybe]

I dunno, being a crazy puppy guy sounds appealing to me.

[teenyoda]

This is why you're friends with me. So I can tell you "No, Scott. Bad puppy butt-face."

[mccallmemaybe]

We're still not letting that nickname go, huh?

[teenyoda]

But it suits you so well.

[He turned and jutted out his lower lip, widening his eyes to give him his best puppy dog look.]

Scott McPuppybuttface.

[mccallmemaybe]

Speaking of puppies... [ Scott hauls his butt out of bed. ] I should check on my store.