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0101 : 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

After practice, Stiles headed straight for his bedroom, where he began researching Werewolves on his computer. His online search starts with articles on Lycaon, said to be the first Werewolf, and moves on to articles about wolfsbane.

Aurora entered the room, iced coffee in hand, and paused at the sight of Stiles. With a nonchalant shrug, she closed the door behind her and pulled up a chair beside the boy.

"You look like you're used to it," Stark said.

"Of course I am," Aurora replied with a knowing smile. "Stiles' sudden fixations are practically a daily event. He's been up since 2 AM researching all the werewolf stuff. Honestly, I'm more surprised when he actually gets some sleep."

She peeked at his computer screen, trying to understand what he's doing, but it only left her more confused.

AURORA: Werewolves? What's with the sudden interest? Last time I checked, you weren't exactly Team Jacob.

Turning to Stiles, Lydia raised an eyebrow and questioned, "You're not?"

"Of course not!" Stiles replied in exasperation. "I mean, come on, he imprinted on a baby. A baby! If that's not pedophilia, then I don't know what is."

Stiles looked up from his computer with widened eyes as Aurora looked at him with a raised brow, his eyes held a look of weariness and determination.

STILES: I know this might sound crazy, but hear me out.

AURORA: Go on.

STILES: Lately, I've been noticing some strange things about Scott and you. And the more I dig into werewolf mythology, the more it seems to fit.

AURORA: [laughs incredulously] Werewolves? Really, Stiles? That's your theory?

STILES: [nodding] Think about it. Scott's sudden athleticism, his enhanced senses. And you, you've been oddly intuitive lately, almost like you can sense things before they happen.

AURORA: [raises an eyebrow] You're not serious, are you?

STILES: Dead serious. There's too much that doesn't add up. I think something weird is going on.

Aurora took a sip of her iced coffee, mulling over Stiles' words. Despite her initial skepticism, a seed of curiosity had been planted.

AURORA: Alright. Let's say, hypothetically, that you're right.

Stiles smirked at her admission. Catching sight of this, Aurora quickly added..

AURORA: I'm not saying you are, but what do we do?

Smirking, Stiles looked at everyone in the room and said smugly, "And I was right!"

Stiles grinned, a glint of determination in his eyes. He handed Aurora an old, battered book titled The History of Lycanthropy, before going back to the computer and searching online for articles about silver as a weakness of Werewolves

The both of them are now immersed in their research. Stiles, looking concerned about what he's read so far, prints out an old sketch of a Hunter aiming a crossbow at a transformed Werewolf

Suddenly, the sound of knocking at Stiles' door startles him so badly that he nearly falls out of his chair, revealing that the floor is covered in computer printouts from his research.

Aurora glanced up at the door, then at the boy sprawled on the floor, before returning to her book.

Stiles thinks for a moment on what to do next, ultimately closing his MacBook and walking over to open his bedroom door. When he finds Scott in the doorway, he sighs in relief before allowing Scott entry