🍒003; Acts of Horror

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"Oh! I should have gotten a haircut." Stilinski looked at his self in a mirror as he judged his own expression.

"Well, you know, a man your age should be happy that you still have hair to cut." Stiles smirks.

Stilinski looks at his son, who winked at him.

"I think you look great." Scott complimented.

"Well, thank you, son, i should've had." Stilinski says.

Stiles gaped at his father in offense.

"Oh, don't worry, Stiles, i'm sure Derek would be more than happy to adopt you." Skylar assures.

"But, then again...he doesn't like you and Cora really doesn't like you, they might kill you." Skylar adds, a thoughtful look on her face.

"Thank you, Skye, for putting that into consideration." Stiles sarcastically smiles.

Skylar happily smiles. "Anytime!"

Stilinski groans, messing up his clothes. "Ugh! What the hell am i doing? This is a terrible idea!"

"Dad, hey, come on, it's okay, it's just one date, the town of Beacon Hills isn't going to implode while you're out with one woman." Stiles says.

"...or man."

Stilinski glares at his son. "It's a woman, Stiles, a very beautiful woman." He then smiles.

Stiles curiously looks at his father. "What beautiful woman, by the way?"

"None of your business." Stilinski says, looking in between both boys.

"If she's beautiful as your father is saying then she must be." Skylar smiles.

Stiles gaped at her. "You know, don't you? How do you know?"

"That's because, he loves me more." Skylar teased.

"Stilinski! Stilinski! I'm gonna kill you!" A younger teen shouted angrily.

"Come on, man, at least put a cap on it." Skylar boredly looks at the younger teen.

Donovan ignores her, his eyes angrily glaring at the Sheriff. "Donovan." Sheriff calmly says. "If you think that shocks me, remember it was well-documented in your Anger Expressive Inventory."

"Deputies, escort the prisoner out." Stilinski orders.

"I'm not angry, like, i'm gonna throw a brick through your window, i'm angry, like i'm gonna find you, gonna get a knife and i'm gonna stab you with it until you're dead and when you look at me and ask 'why', remember, right now, because this is why." Donovan looked enraged.

Skylar frowns, looking at Donovan, her not exactly happy that this kid had the audacity to threaten someone she cares about right in front of her.

Stiles chuckles sarcastically, slapping his hands together, earning the hateful gaze of Donovan. "Wow, that was awesome, that was great, can we do one more? Give us another one, maybe like Christopher Walken this time, you know?"

"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." Stiles taunts.

"I'll kill you too, i'll kill all of you!" Donovan angrily shouts.

Donovan laughs out in anger, seeing Skylar stepping next to Stiles. "And, there's nothing your little bitch can do to stop me! Are you listening to me?"

"Get him out of here, right now!" Stilinski commanded.

"Think nothing of it." Stilinski softly says to the brunette girl.

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