Of course not. If I was a wolf, maybe I'd know that. Maybe I'd also know how to do that thing where you can lift your leg and lick your-- Hale!
[The dragon in question had decided no, dad, not being left behind again, so had flown up and landed on Stiles' shoulder, claws pricking through his shirt and a wing smacking him in the face. WTG, Hale.]
Dumb dragon.
[Said with so much affection as he reaches up to scratch behind his ears, Cora hustling out after the leaving trio because screw you guys.
He heads down to the kitchen and opens the fridge, looking in with that all-consuming gaze teenagers have.]
We have roast beef or lasagna, both have to be reheated. And yes, they are. Scott lost his bracelet for a bit and had himself a little nappy time too, but he's back and we're all good. Lydia's back and doesn't remember being here either time.
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[The dragon in question had decided no, dad, not being left behind again, so had flown up and landed on Stiles' shoulder, claws pricking through his shirt and a wing smacking him in the face. WTG, Hale.]
Dumb dragon.
[Said with so much affection as he reaches up to scratch behind his ears, Cora hustling out after the leaving trio because screw you guys.
He heads down to the kitchen and opens the fridge, looking in with that all-consuming gaze teenagers have.]
We have roast beef or lasagna, both have to be reheated. And yes, they are. Scott lost his bracelet for a bit and had himself a little nappy time too, but he's back and we're all good. Lydia's back and doesn't remember being here either time.