Video - Day 446

[teenyoda]

[When the feed clicks on, it shows a dark room with very little light. Anyone who peers a little more closely can see via the light from the screen that the caller, Stiles, is in a bathroom. With the lights off. He appears to be a bit stressed out and is on the floor, looking almost fearfully over behind the screen. There's a clawing noise and little squawks and chirps coming from it.]

Okay. Okay. Um... Okay. Would, ah, would someone mind telling me what the hell a dragon is doing in my house? Like, a real dragon? Oh god... it was trying to eat my feet. I think I'm bleeding. Am I bleeding? I might be. It was chewing on my toes. What the hell... How did a dragon get in my room?

[To anyone that knows Stiles and the aforementioned dragon, something might seem a little... off. Like why Stiles doesn't know said dragon is his.]

Scott? Rachel? Do not come in the house. Seriously. I... it might eat your faces off. I happen to like your faces right where they are. Please don't lose them.

[The fact that Stiles is whispering, sort of, and sounding stressed has Hale scratching a bit more intently at the door, little snout trying to fit in under it as he chirps at 'daddy'.]

Oh god. Oh god, it's going to come in and chew off all my favorite parts. If I don't make it out alive, Rachel, I love you. Scott, please take care of her. Derek... somehow this is Peter's fault. Kick his ass.

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[calloused]

Peter didn't send you a dragon after you, Stiles. I doubt he'd even know how.

[Derek feels worse for Hale than he does for Stiles in this situation. Seriously. Poor thing. Still - he's not going to tell Stiles the little guy is harmless. Derek's had a pretty rough couple of days, and this is the closest thing to entertainment he's had. Gonna just... let this one ride out for a while.]

Want me to come catch it?

[teenyoda]

[Clearly Derek was a dick and Stiles was going to set certain tender parts of him on fire. Later. And he'd let Hale poop in his shoes. But for now, Derek's face was a welcome sight and he let out a nervous sigh.]

I don't know... should you? What if it tries to eat you? What if it tries to melt your face off with dragon fire?

[He'd forgotten that Hale couldn't breathe fire, just like he'd forgotten that Hale was his.]

[calloused]

[Sure, Stiles. Traumatize Derek Hale's tender parts with fire just because he's innocently enjoying your pain. God.

But Derek nods, putting way too much effort into making himself seem nervous and hesitant. He tries hard to keep his face set in the bravest, most self-sacrificing expression he has, but it's pretty hard not to crack a smile. Which is weird, given that he last smiled in, like, 1997. Probably.]

You should have more faith in me. I'll be there soon. Stay safe.

[And he cuts the feed off. He takes his sweet ass time to get to Stiles's place, but he lets himself in through the front door when he gets there. Hale's still clawing at the bathroom when he gets there, unsurprisingly. Man, he should have brought Cora with him. The small, fluffy Cora, that is.]

Stiles? It looks rough out here.

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[thealphaaaaa]

I give up.

I literally give up.

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[teenyoda]

[Switching to voice was just easier.]

What? What... you jerk. What did you do? I didn't even do anything.

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[thealphaaaaa]

I DON'T KNOW! You're the one accusing me of putting dragons in your home.

Do you want me to come over and kill it for you? I could always do that.

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[mccallmemaybe]

[ Where is Scott's "I love you" message? ]

What size dragon?

[ He asks because maybe a dragon who isn't Hale invaded their house, but the chirps sound a lot like they belong to Stiles' pet. ]

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[teenyoda]

What size? I don't know... dragon size? I was a little too busy trying not to lose any of my toes. God. Can you like... disney princess at it?

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[mccallmemaybe]

Dude, dragons come in different sizes. [ Well, not that he's seen more than one in real life but there must be big ones and small ones... Would Hale grow any bigger? Was he going to outgrow the house? ]

If he's small enough to perch on your shoulder, that has to be Hale. You don't remember Hale?

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[hisstrength]

[Why Tris is out hiking at an important time like this, the world may never know. Here she could've helped save someone from an actual dragon. Oh well.]

Stiles? ...Isn't that your dragon?

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[teenyoda]

... What? What the hell are you talking about? I don't have a dragon? Who has a dragon? Why would I own something that's trying to eat me?

[madcuriosity]

That's your dragon, Mr. Stiles. Miss Rachel made him for you.

[teenyoda]

Is not. I think I would remember if Rachel made me a mythological creature, dude. Especially a dragon creature. That's not exactly something you forget.

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[truesight]

Ah, um- [ if Rachel looks a t i n y bit wary, it's because she's been staring at the feed for like, ten minutes, trying to think of what could have made Stiles think that now was a good time to tell her that he loves her. like maybe she knew, maybe they reached that point a long time ago, but she didn't really imagine the first time he told her that would be over the network, when he was fearing for his own life.

but, that's a clue, isn't it? that she's just.. forgotten something again. she's fussing with the ring around her finger, trying to place the first time, or any time, she's heard him actually tell her that. but it's not coming and it freaks her out almost as much as the idea of someone coming over and freaking Hale out even worse than he probably already is ]

It's okay. He's harmless, I promise. He- He was only chewing on your feet because he likes your socks. I'm going to come over, okay? [ and hopefully remember what she's forgotten before then. she remembered her art club meetings eventually, so.. this should be the same, right? ]

[teenyoda]

No, no. Rachel, don't. It'll eat you. Or flame you. Or... something. You just stay wherever you are. Safe, okay?

[Because he was misremembering the face he'd seen when he'd woken, turning into something bigger and scarier and scalier and with more teeth and oh god, was that one of his toes stuck between its teeth?]

You'd still love me if I was missing toes, right?

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[bratking]

A dragon? How big is it?

[teenyoda]

I didn't exactly stop to take its measurements. I don't know... dragon sized?

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[runningstart]

Pet the dragon!

Do it for the Vine!

[teenyoda]

... Why the hell would I risk losing an arm for a plant?

[Sorry, bro. He's from 2011. Pre-Vine craze.]

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[justacough]

My my darling, you really need to relax. Everyone seems to be telling you the same thing.

Though I'll admit, it's quite interesting you would forget your own pet.

[teenyoda]

Considering I've been turned into a fox, married to my best friend, and shipped off home and brought back? I'm not really surprised at anything that happens here anymore.

[emulation]

A dragon? That is so cool. Can I see it?

[teenyoda]

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I'm hiding in the bathroom from it and you want me to just poke my head out and take a selfie?

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[recorders]

I doubt your own dragon would eat your feet. You would hardly be able to play with it if it did that.

[ Improper response? Maybe, but also a completely valid one. ]

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[teenyoda]

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Why does everyone keep telling me it's mine?