𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏]

𝐢𝐢𝐢. galvanize

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒  ⋅ ∙ ∘ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟰

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 | 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑒

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒,
𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐅 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. Mischief night was a night celebrated at Beacon hills high, as they did pranks around the school and on Coach as the day of mischief night was also Coach's birthday. It was late at night, as Stiles walked around the pitch black locker room, with a flashlight in his hand as he called Scott and Harlow.

"Get your asses down here now, we have a job to do." Stiles said, as he was a joined called with Scott and Harlow.

"𝑫𝒖𝒅𝒆, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔?" Scott asked over the phone.

"𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆." Harlow said, over the phone. Stiles scoffs at his two friends.

"We do this for Coach." Stiles said, making Harlow laugh over the phone.

"𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒄𝒉." Scott said, making Stiles sigh.

"Whatever okay? You know he needs this. He lives for this stuff. He loves it." Stiles said, as he confided to walk deeper into the locker room.

"𝑩𝒖𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕." Scott said. Stiles holds the flashlight in his mouth as he opens his locker.

"12:15 actually." Stiles said." Which means it's after midnight and officially mischief night/day. And by perfectly awesome coincidence, it also happens to be Coach birthday. So if you two are not down here in five seconds, I will destroy you. Okay and I mean five, four, three, two......" stiles turns around to see Scott and Harlow behind him making him scream and fall to the floor. Scott and Harlow walk closer out as Scott's eyes glowed red, as him and Harlow smiled stupidly.

"One." Scott and Harlow said, as they smile down at Stiles who laid flat on the ground.

"I hate you." Stiles said, making Harlow laugh.

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 up to school on his bike, as he takes his helmet off as he looks over to see Ethan and Aiden doing the exact same thing, as Scott makes his way over to the twins.