"Love, Greenberg."

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Chapter Three

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Chapter Three

Stiles and Dakota are in the locker room of the school at like 12 in the morning.

She's buzzing with excitement because according to Stiles and Scott today was Beacon Hills High School Mischief Day. Stiles was on the phone with Scott trying to figure out why the hell he isn't here like they were at the moment.

"Get your ass down here now. We have a job to do." Stiles threatens him

"Dude, I'm already in bed. And aren't we getting too old for this?" Scott says through the receiver.

"We do this for Coach." Stiles exclaims

"I thought we did this to Coach." Scott replies

"Whatever, okay? You know he needs this. He lives for this stuff. He loves it." Stiles replies

"But it's the middle of the night." Scott says

Stiles opens the locker, Dakota shines her flashlight inside, "So? Dakota's here with me, she's not complaining. And it's 12:15, actually." Stiles grabs a drill and turns it on making Dakota raise an eyebrow as he shoves it into his duffle.

"Which means it's after midnight and officially Mischief Night/Day, and by perfectly awesome coincidence, it's also Coach's birthday. So if you are not down here in five seconds, I will destroy you." he threatens

Dakota looks up and sees Scott walking into the room, he puts a finger to his lips and she nods as she steps back. "Okay? And I mean five, four, three, two—" Stiles turns around, sees Scott standing there with his red Alpha eyes and hits the ground with a loud grunt and the clanging of a wrench that fell out of his duffel.

"One." Scott smirks

"I hate you." Stiles mumbles

Dakota is crying from how hard she's laughing, "That...was fucking amazing. Good job, Scotty."

Scott smiles, "Thanks, Kota."

"You were in on this?" Stiles whines from the ground

"Actually no, I just saw him coming and stepped out of his way." She says as she wipes her tears away.

Stiles gets up from the floor, "You're my girlfriend, you're supposed to be on my side, Kota."

She crosses her arms with a grin, "All bets are off when it comes to pranks or someone scaring you, sorry Sti."

Stiles huffs, "I hate you both, so much."

Dakota wraps her arms around him from behind, "You couldn't hate us if you tried, baby." She pecks his cheek and perches her head on his shoulder. "So what now?"

"Now? Now I pull the greatest prank this school has ever seen." Stiles replies

Scott scoffs, "Okay, getting a little cocky there."

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