Teenwolf oneshots (Mainly about Stiles)

I thought you were scared of needles!?

Ok look Stiles wasn't avoiding the pack on purpose.... Ok maybe he was, but that's not the point.

The point is that they're all perfectly ok ignoring me (mainly cause I don't know when to shut up but still) yet the minute I'm TRYING not to speak to them, I'm suddenly important?

Usually this much attention would make me ecstatic however, I kinda did, something.

Soooo I might of gotten a little bit drunk (only a little) and may have slightly, possibly, kinda gotten a piercing... Or two... Or three. Look the amount I got does not matter what matters is that I can't let the pack find out.

You're probably thinking 'why Stiles? Why can't the pack find out? It's just piercings nothing drastic'

Oh no, no no. They're not "just piercings". I have managed to stop myself from being the bait for TWO years, do you wanna know how I done that? By pretending that I'm scared of well, everything.

Scott has believed that I have a fear of needles for ten flipping years, and I am not putting up with his stupid little puppy dog face when he finds out. No not when if, if he finds out which he won't.

*Ping*

"You mother fu-"

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So I'm currently on my way to the pack house, no shut your mouth and don't even start. I'm not going voluntarily ok?

Apparently there's a new threat and I'm needed for research. I'm not religious person but oh dear God save me please.

As I get out the jeep I can't help but notice that it's strangely quiet so without thinking I grab my bat and slowing make my way into the house.

"RAAAAAAWWWWRRRR"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH"

*BANG*

Yep... I just knocked my best friend out.

"What the actual fuck stilinski"

I look up in a hurry just incase any of the other furry bastards decide to jump me, "oh hi jackass, didn't see you there"

I hear Scott groan and help him up ( damn Wolfy powers, why couldn't he stay down longer).

Scott is just a dopey puppy so of course he gives them that stupid fucking grin, "sorry dude, just wanted to scare you a little"

...........

We walk into the main room on the house and everyone's sat down, "what is this, an intervention?" I WAS laughing till the looked at me seriously.

Ohhh shit, I'm in big trouble, "oh would you look at the time, *yawn*, I'm really tired guys. I think it's my bed time so I'm gonna head ou-"

"Stiles it's 12pm, you're not escaping this", and there's sourwolf looking.... Sourwolfy. Is that even a word? No I don't think it is, then again is sourwolf a word? Yeah it's gotta be, how else is Derek gonna be described. I mean hes sour and hes a wolf so yeah sourwolf. It's gotta be a word, I'll look it up later.

"Why have you been avoiding us stiles?" Thank god for lydia cutting straight to the chase.

"Well. I. You see. What happened is. And the raccoon. But the gate. And yeah", honestly just kill me. What the hell was that, was it even English? Probably not with the way they're all looking at me. I panicked okay, don't judge me.

"Uh stiles what's that in your mouth?" Malia leans in closer to get a better look but I back away from her likes she's a giant spider.

"back. Back I say"

"Stiles-"

"What it is, is a-"

And I'm gone. I ran out of the pack meeting like a little bitch. Ah good bye cruel world. It wont take long till lydia clicks on and then I have to face the wrath of mama McCall..... If she can catch me.

(Yes this is the end of this one shot. It's a bit chaotic, I started writing it last year and finished it well tonight. I honestly have no clue what the fuck I just wrote but I hope you enjoy. Adios gay children)