Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Extraterrestrial

You sat on Stiles' desk chair. Legs swinging as you spun yourself as fast as you could with your powers. You honestly felt a little sick due to the spinning but you'd grown bored of listening to Stiles and you had nothing else to do.

"Do you believe in the existence of extraterrestrials?" Stiles asked suddenly. You stopped spinning and took a minute to steady yourself. Once the room was no longer swirling you fixed Stiles with a ridiculing look.

"Stiles. Aliens?" You said with a sarcastic emphasis. He looked up from the newspaper he'd been reading and frowned.

"You don't believe in them?" He asked you. You stooped up as you rolled your eyes and grabbed at another paper that was sitting on the pile he had been going through.

"Stiles, we are literally surrounded by supernatural beings and I'm a witch." You pointed out and he shrugged. "Of course I believe in aliens." You insisted and he grinned.

"You know Scott said that he didn't think it was aliens." Stiles muttered.

"What! But the abductions, the creepy little creatures that look like aliens... wait. It could be like goblins or something like that." You offered up as you sat next to him on his bed and started to flick through the newspaper.

"Wait. Goblins and fairies?" He asked as if you'd said something ludicrous.

"You live in Beacon Hills and you're dating a witch and you don't believe in goblins and fairies!" You said loudly. Stiles scoffed and pushed himself up on his elbows.

"I've seen a witch and a werewolf and a banshee. But I've never seen a goblin." Stiles defended. You laughed and crossed your legs. Stiles glanced back at you as he got up to go over to his desk and grab his drink.

"Um. What about Theo?" You said in a patronising tone. He laughed and sprayed water everywhere as he sputtered out a laugh.

"I think that goblins might find that offensive." He wheezed out as he tried to get his breath back.

"But you know. If we're considering aliens we should consider fay. In the bestiary it says that they can take humans. I've never looked into the lore though." You muttered as you looked at Stiles' list of potential creatures.

"Weren't you obsessed with fairies when you were younger?" Stiles asked as he tried together the papers that had been spread across the floor, covering almost every inch of it.

"Flower fairies from a book. Not real ones!" You pointed out and he shrugged.

"Maybe we'll get lucky and meet fairies who are nice and flower fairies and... it'll turn out whoever made that book was onto something!" Stiles said eagerly.

"That's about as likely as you making up a book about Scott." When he didn't answer you looked up from the paper at him. He had a calculating look on his face. "Stiles! No."

"I could change all the names!" He said as if you'd inspired a brilliant idea.