Morningstar

27

Sheriff Stilinski studied himself in a small mirror and muttered, "Oh, I should've gotten a haircut."

Stiles moved closer to his dad. "Well, you know, someone your age should be happy you still have hair to cut."

Luci smirked lightly. Scott, who was standing to her left, said, "Well, I think you look great."

Luci nodded. "Yes, he's right, Sheriff."

Sheriff Stilinski gave him a nod. "Well, thank you son I should have had. Thank you, Luci. Oh, what the hell am I doing? This is a terrible idea." He tugged at his tie and started loosening it.

Stiles fixed his dad's tie. "What, Dad... Dad, it's one date, okay? The town of Beacon Hills won't implode while you're out with one woman. Or man."

Luci sighed before smiling at the sheriff. "Ignore your son. Stiles, be nice to your father. Whoever you're going on a date with is lucky."

Sheriff Stilinski returned her a smile. "Thank you, Luci." He turned to his son. "It's a woman, Stiles."

Stiles grinned goofily. "Okay."

"A very beautiful woman."

Luci tilted her head. "Who?"

Stiles nodded and asked, "Who is she?"

The sheriff shook his head. "None of your business. Either of you."

Luci sighed again and Stiles narrowed his eyes and demanded, "I want to know. She does too."

"Stilinski!" a boy in handcuffs yelled. He was being escorted by a couple deputies. "Stilinski!"

They walked into the hallway and saw the boy standing in the middle of the room.

"I'm gonna kill you," the boy said.

Sheriff Stilinski was unfazed by the boy's word as the former said, "Donovan, if you think that shocks me, remember it was well documented in your Anger Expression Inventory. Deputies, escort the prisoner out."

The deputies walked toward Donovan, who kept his eyes on the sheriff. "I'm not angry like I'm gonna throw a brick in 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 you ask me why, remember now." Donovan's lawyer was warning him to stop talking, but he wasn't listening. "Because this is why."

There was a moment of silence before Stiles spoke up. "Wow, that was awesome."

Luci laughed sarcastically. "And I thought I had anger issues. Oh, my Dad."

Stiles continued. "That was awesome. That was great. We do one more? Give us another one, maybe like Christopher Walken this time, you know?" Donovan looked at him blankly. "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."

Luci shot him a look. "Stiles, shut up."

Donovan smirked, looking Luci up and down. "What are you gonna do?"

Luci smiled sarcastically, staring into Donovan's eyes. "What is your desire?"

Donovan met her eyes, entranced. "To destroy those who hurt me." He came back to his senses with a frown. "What the hell was that?"

"Just a little superpower."

Donovan attempted to lunge at them. Luci stared him down as Parrish tightened his grip on Donovan.

As he was taken away, the sheriff turned to the teens and Scott asked, "What the hell's an Anger Expression Inventory?"

Stiles looked at his friend and sighed. "It's a test you take when you're applying to become a deputy."