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"Are you insane!" Eli shouted at Stiles early that morning. "I'm not gonna just abandoned Malia on a full moon."
"Eli, you will die in mexico, okay?" Stiles patted his chest, walking past him toward the kitchen and sighing in disbelief at the sight of Liam. "Oh! Liam, go home. You're not coming with us."
"Why not?" Liam whined.
"Because it's a full moon." Stiles pointed out.
"Exactly!" Eli announced as he waved his hands in Malias direction. "Last full moon she tried to kill you. She needs me, I was the only one to stop her."
"Oh, now you're just trying to gloat." Stiles waved him off immediately.
"You're coming." Malia nodded. "I need you to make sure I don't kill anyone."
"I know you need me, babe." Eli gushed, putting a piece of hair behind her ear, sending a teasing smirk Stiles way just to prove a point.
"See! This is why I don't-" Stiles began before waving him off immediately. "Not worth arguing about."
"This is why he does that, he wants under your skin." Malia laughed as she jabbed a finger into Stiles arm.
"Works every time." Eli nodded with a wink over to the Stilinki boy.
"Chain me down to the back seat or something." Liam tried as Eli reached past him, grabbing his bag in confirmation.
"You tore through the last chains, remember?" Malia gave him a minor frown.
"Yeah, we would have to freeze you in carbonite to get you down there." Stiles pointed out dramatically.
"Okay, then where do we get carbonate?" Liam asked. Eli gushed slightly at his words with a hand to his heart.
"Seriously, you haven't seen it either?" Stiles asked him in disbelief before turning to go.
"Just let him come with us." Eli protested, circling around the counter with his navy hat on backwards, pulling the bag up on his arm.
"You're cool with getting your throat ripped out?" Stiles asked in disbelief.
"What if we put me in the trunk?" Liam suggested as he got infront of Stiles again.
"Liam, you've been a werewolf all of five minutes. You don't have to do this." Stiles shook his head at him. Eli stood next to Malia, she gave a grin and adjusted his backwards hat a bit better, poking his ear.
"I know I don't but I want to." Liam sighed as he looked up into Stiles eyes. "There's gotta be bigger chains, a bigger trunk, or something. There has to be.
Stiles hesitated. "Maybe there is."
"This feels like a major drug deal." Eli said as he crawled out of the jeep, looking at the large van that pulled up in an empty garage.
