asgardeventide | video; eight full moons

[ 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. ]

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[ She can't help but grin at his response. ] That's only part of why I'd wear it. It's a really pretty bracelet, Scott. [ She would've told him that when she first found it, too, had she known it was from him.

Allison's eyebrows lift in question when Scott mentions the present, though they pull together when he says that second part. She, honestly, had mostly forgotten about her own locket, if only because it felt like Stiles was unintentionally (or intentionally, considering their conversation about the whole thing) trying to pressure her into making a decision she wasn't yet ready to make. But when Scott pulls the locket out and shows it to her, she can't help but laugh, even as she reaches out to take it. ] Oh, god. [ She looks at the pictures and feels a rather faint blush settling on her cheeks. One of these days, she really needs to kick Stiles' ass. ] He got me the same thing. Just with a picture of you and Isaac. Do you think--? [ She lifts her gaze to meet Scott's. ] Do you think he gave one to Isaac, too?

[ Scott's glad (and pleased with himself) for picking something she thought was pretty. ]

Isaac must have got one, too. [ It wouldn't make sense if he didn't get one. ] He's probably just been too embarrassed to mention it. [ Like Scott has been, but it feels okay to talk about it now, now they can laugh about it. ] I know it might have seemed like Stiles was making fun of us with the lockets but his intentions were good, I think.

Yeah. [ She nods a little, though to be honest, she didn't feel like he was making fun of her. After their conversation regarding all of this, Allison felt like he was trying to push her into making a decision she wasn't ready yet and butting in on something he had no right to be butting in on. But she doesn't want to say that to Scott, not when the moment seems to be going so well, so she smiles and hands the locket back to him. ] I think mine's probably going to stay tucked away, though, either way.

[ Scott nods understandably, taking the locket from her to put back in the drawer. ] I think you should probably go before I feel like wanting to kiss you again. But it's been really good seeing you and talking. [ And kissing... ]

[ Allison considers saying that the urge hasn't gone away for her, and she doubts it has for him, but figures he's right; it's best to split up now rather than lingering around and risking this good conversation ending on a potentially awkward note. ] It really has, [ she says as she stands up. ] I've missed this. [ With a smile, she leans down to press a kiss on his cheek. ] We'll talk again soon, okay?

[ He smiles at the warmth Allison's kiss leaves behind on his cheek. ] Okay.

...I love you. [ And he hopes it's okay for that to be the last thing he says to her in this conversation because he's missed saying "I love you" instead of saying goodbye to her. ]

[ Allison hesitates for a moment when he says that, simply because it's been so long since she's heard it, before she stands up straight again. There's a soft smile on her face, which will hopefully negate the pause. ] I love you, too. [ It feels both really, really strange and completely and totally right to be saying that.

She gives him a little wave before she turns to head for the door. Before she actually leaves, though, Allison turns back to face him. ] You'll figure out a way to get out of those, right?

[ Scott doesn't look nearly as concerned about being handcuffed as he was before Allison saw him. That's the effect she has on him. She makes him forget all his worries. ]

If Stiles wants to stay my best friend, he'll get me out. Don't worry.

[ That gets a quiet laugh out of her and she nods. ] Okay. Bye, then. [ After another moment's hesitation, Allison turns to leave, feeling far more hopeful and far lighter than she has in quite some time. She actually feels like she can breathe again, like things just might be okay in her life in the not too distant future. ]

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