Just another Cinderella story

Ch 3: Fatal Attraction

After Stiles dropped Scott and Isaac off, he drove as slowly as possible without getting pulled over for causing traffic on the way home.

He was absolutely petrified that Jackson or Theo has already told Peter about him talking to Lydia. If there was anything more scary than those devil twins, it was definitely the wrath of Peter Hale. The dude totally had anger issues.

Once he pulled up to his house, he just sat there for a while looking at door. Maybe he doesn't know. Maybe Jackson and Theo didn't even see me converse with her. Maybe you're just being paranoid again. Stiles kept trying to think positive.

Stiles finally got out of his car and walked to the front door. Once he opened, he saw Peter sitting in his special chair. Stiles calls it "The Stepfather Chair" since he looked so much like Al Pacino sitting in it. Whenever he was in that chair, it meant something was wrong or somebody's in trouble. Stiles gulped.

"Sit down boy." Peter said. Stiles put his stuff down on the side and sat down on the couch. Stiles was thinking of all the possible things he was in trouble for this time. "A little birdie told me that you had brought your little ukulele to school today." Peter said with a straight expression.

Stiles began to panic internally. I thought he was gonna talk about Lydia. Stiles thought. Stiles heard snickering from upstairs and looked up. He saw Theo laughing at him from above; he waved down at him. That little bastard told. Stiles thought.

"Well is that true?" Peter asked calmly. Stiles looked to the floor in shame. He nodded his head. Peter sighed in annoyance. "Didn't I tell you to stop bringing that thing to school?" Peter asked. Stiles nodded again. "You know what that means right?" Peter said. Stiles hoped he wasn't implying what he thought he was implying.

"No sir I don't." Stiles said. Peter scooted his chair closer to him and rested his elbows on his legs. "It means that you'll never see that ukulele ever again." Peter said so quietly. Stiles eyes widened. "What? You can't do that! I didn't even do anything wrong!" Stiles said. Stiles rarely lifts his voice at Peter unless he was pissed. "Yes I can and yes I will. Now hand it over." Peter said lifting his hand out. Stiles hesitated before walking over to get his ukulele. Peter snatched it from his grip.

"Now we won't be having any problems around here anymore. Will we Mr. Stilinski?" Peter said. Peter grinned smugly at Stiles' torn face.

Stiles looked at him sadly. "No we won't Peter." He answered. Peter nodded slowly. "Good boy. Now go outside and get some fire wood by the lake. It's getting chilly in here." Peter said while walking off with one of his prized possessions.

Jackson and Theo watched the entire time. They both came downstairs and walked in front of him. "I saw you today with Lydia; you're just lucky I didn't tell him about that. He would've been way more pissed." Jackson said. Theo nodded.

"Yeah instead I just told him you were walking around with that stupid ukulele again." Theo said crossing his arms. "We're trying to impress her so we can start modeling too, so we don't need you around ruining it for us." Theo said.

"We'll make a deal with you. If you stay away from Lydia Martin as far as possible, we won't tell our dad about what happened today." Jackson said.

Stiles nodded his head yes. Jackson and Theo smiled. "Good, now go back to doing your chores. The fire isn't gonna light itself you know." Jackson said. The stepbrothers from hell walked away and left Stiles to his job.