~Beacon County Sheriff's Department~
Scott, Stiles, and Stilinski were in Stilinski's office. "Ohhh, I should've got a haircut," Stilinski said looking at himself in the mirror.
"Well, you know, someone your age should be happy you still have hair to cut!" Stiles commented.
Scott smiled at Stilinski, "I think you look great."
"Well, thank you, son-I-should-have-had!" Stilinski replied.
Stiles looked at him with his mouth open. Stilinski started to doubt the entire thing, "Oh, what the hell am I doing? This is a terrible idea." he took his tie off.
"What? Dad. Dad, it's one date, okay? The town of Beacon Hills won't implode while you're out with one woman." Stiles said, "...Or man." he added.
"It's a woman, Stiles," Stilinski told him.
Stiles held up his hands, "Okay..."
"A very beautiful woman."
"What beautiful woman? by the way..." Stiles asked fishing for information on his dad's date.
"None of your business. Either of you."
There was a commotion outside the office. Stilinski, Stiles, and Scott walked out of the office and saw Donovan giving the officers a hard time—again. "Stilinski! STILINSKI! I'm going to kill you!" Donovan threatened.
"Donovan, if you think that shocks me, remember it was all documented in your Anger Expression Inventory." Stilinski calmly replied. "Deputies, escort the prisoner out."
Donovan smirked, "I'm not angry like I'm going to throw a brick through your window— I'm angry like I'm going to find you, I'm going to get a knife, and I'm going to stab you with it until you're dead. And when you look at me and ask me why, remember right now. Because this is why." he described in detail.
Stiles clapped, "Wow, that was awesome. That was awesome. That was great. Can we do one more? Give us another one, maybe like, Christopher Walken this time, you know? Okay, you know what? It's fine. You'll have plenty of time to work on it when you're in your tiny, little cell. You know... just stuck there... forever." Stiles mocked Donovan.
Donovan lunged for Stiles but the deputies hold him back. "Get him out of here!" Stilinski ordered.
Scott looked at Stiles and Stilinski, "What the hells an Anger Expression Inventory?" he asked.
"It's a test you take when you're applying to become deputy," Stiles answered.
"That guy wanted to be a cop?" Scott asked surprised.
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Animagus
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