Stiles' POV
Klaus, Stefan, and Stiles are in a clothing store sitting on a sofa. Stefan and Klaus are on either end of the sofa with Stiles sitting in the middle but closer to Klaus than Stefan. Klaus and Stefan are drinking champagne as they wait for Rebekah who is trying on clothes.
"There has to be more to this dress." Rebekah says with slight exasperation.
"There's not." Klaus states matter of factly.
Rebekah walks out of the fitting room and shows off the short, black dress she's wearing. "So, women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes, then. You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers."
"You wore trousers so women today could wear nothing." Hearing this Stiles rolls his eyes causing Rebekah to smirk momentarily.
"And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident." Stiles can't help but agree with the blonde, the music in here is horrendous.
"It's dance music." Stefan states.
"People dance to this?" Rebekah asks incredulous.
"Hmm" Stefan simply hums nodding his head.
Getting fed up Klaus asks, "Are we done?"
"And why are you so grumpy" Rebekah asks while looking at herself in the mirror.
"I needed one thing from you for my witch to find out why my hybrids are dying, one thing. Your necklace. And you lost it." Klaus replies snidely. Which Stiles thinks is honestly a bit unfair.
"I didn't lose it. It's just been missing for 90 years." Hearing her reply Stiles can't help but smile. Seeing this Rebekah smiles back.
"Are you going to introduce me to your new pet Nik or am I going to have to do that for you?" Rebekah asks snottily causing the smile to be wiped from Stiles' face.
With a smirk spreading on his face at his sisters' words Klaus says, "This is Stiles, but in the supernatural world he is most commonly known as Little Red and if his little hypothesis about why my hybrids are dying and how to fix them is correct then he gets the honour of being my researcher."
This makes Stiles shift in his seat. He really doesn't like the sound of that. "Does that mean I will get to go home? Because I do in fact have a life outside of all the supernatural bullshit. Like ya know college." Stiles asks trying desperately to seem calm as if he isn't surrounded by three deadly people that could kill him at any second.
Klaus just answers with a smile like he knows that Stiles is just putting on false bravado.
Stiles turns his head towards Rebekah as he hears her chuckling, "I can't believe it Nik, you really did find a Little Red to your Big Bad Wolf." This statement causes Stefan to smirk into his champagne glass, while Klaus and Stiles' faces go stony.
Eventually she stops laughing and looks towards Stefan. "So, what do you think?" Rebekah does a little twirl to show off the dress.
"I like it." Stefan says very unenthusiastically.
This leaves Rebekah looking visibly unsatisfied. She turns to go back toward the fitting room.
"What? I said I liked it." Stiles can tell he's never been shopping with a girl before.
"I can always tell when you're lying Stefan." With that said she enters the changing room again.
Klaus looks over toward Stefan, "Nice one, good work." Sarcasm dry in his voice, while Stiles just shows Stefan two thumbs up.
"You're the one that pulled the dagger out of her." Stefan states feeling put out.
"I heard that" Rebekah calls from the changing room.
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Stiles goes to Chicago
FanfictionStiles was having a good day...until he was hit in the back of his head. I suck at descriptions. Cross posting on Wattpad and AO3. Book 1