Stiles was positive he was still dreaming. No way in hell was this actually happening. He wouldn't allow it to be. The boy checked his hand and counted his fingers just to be sure; one. Two. Three. Four. Five. Yup this was actually happening.
"You're seeing this too, right?" Derek whispered to his mate.
"Mhmm." Stiles squeaked. The rest of the pack still slept. But... there was an obvious difference.
They. Had. Turned. In. To. Children.
Well, technically. Scott and Allison looked about 13, so it was easy to tell who they were. Malia looked around 11, Kira, 12. And Stiles had grown up with Lydia and Jackson, so they were easy to spot out even if they were 6 and 7. Isaac and Liam though. There was no way they were older than 2. Boyd seemed to be 8ish, and Erica 5.
"I'm kinda... I don't know how to put it. Like I'm not all that upset about it." Stiles murmured. Derek nodded in agreement, kissing Liams forehead (he was still wrapped up on the alphas chest). "I'm gonna get up and make breakfast."
"Have fun with that." Derek snorted. Stiles kissed his mates cheek, and strategically got out of bed. None of his pups woke, and he smiled to himself. Quickly, Stiles snapped a picture with his phone, making sure to remember this for as long as he could. Derek glared at his mate, and he giggled dashing out of the room to the kitchen.
Stiles started going through the cupboards, remembering everything everyone liked and disliked.
Likes Bacon: everyone
Likes toast: everyone but Lydia (still a mystery)
Likes eggs: everyone but Scott, Kira, and Isaac.
Orange juice: Scott, Allison, Erica, Isaac, and Jackson.
Milk: Kira, Malia, Boyd, Liam, and himself.
Water: Derek, and Lydia.
It took Stiles a good fifteen minutes of cooking before the pack woke up. Soon after that, there was a lot of panicked screaming.
"Breakfast is ready!" Stiles yelled, interrupting the screams. One by one, the disgruntled looking 'children' walked into the kitchen. Stiles smirked to himself.
"Morning guys." He said casually. Scott growled and Allison narrowed her eyes. Everyone else watched the three with amusement.
"What. The. Fuck?!" Scott yelled out. Stiles smacked him upside the head.
"Watch your mouth young man!" He snapped. Scott looked at him In shock while Allison laughed at him.
"Sorry, mama." Scott mumbled, as he started to blush. Stiles ruffled his hair and rolled his eyes.
"Whatever kid." Stiles smirked again and laid out everyone's plates. Derek (who was sitting at the head of the table with Liam and Isaac in his lap) was impressed. Stiles had even cut the crust off of the younger kids toast, and cut them into strips so they could dip it into their eggs.
"Derek?" Lydia asked in her cute little voice, her big round eyes looking up at her alpha.
"Yeah Lyds?"
"What will we tell aw pawents? Pwetty much none a dem know we're sup-ah-nat-rul." She said the word slow, like it was her first time saying it.
"We can tell my dad and Allisons dad, and Scott and Kiras parents know about this stuff, and we can tell the rest of your parents that you're going with Deaton to Canada or something for extra curricular... stuff?" Stiles says, but it comes out more of a question.
"Meanwhile you're actually going to stay here with us in the loft. We can figure out living arrangements easily enough." Derek supplied. Isaac giggled and kissed Dereks cheek in thanks. Liam snuggled into his chest and blew a raspberry. Derek smiled fondly and hugged them closer.
"Awweee!" Allison, Scott, and Stiles cooed.
"I want my room to be blue!" Jackson said proudly. Stiles smiled fondly and ruffled his hair.
"Sure thing Jacks." The pack mother assured him.
"Ooh me too!" Boyd squealed.
"Pink!" Lydia, Erica and Allison said.
"Any other recomendations?" Derek sighed.
"Mal, Kira? What would you like?"
"Mu-pleh." Malia said around a mouthful of toast.
"What?" Stiles asked looking at the were coyote. Kira rolled her eyes.
"She said purple. And I'll room with her." Kira explained and Malia nodded her head vigorously, agreeing with the statement.
"You're going to have to room together since we don't have the space right now for everyone to have their own room." Derek said. "Jacks, Boyd, you'll have to share a room as well. Alli, Erica, Lyds you too." The pack meant to protest, but with a sharp look from the Alpha they closed their mouths and nodded.
"W-what about me?" Scott asked, already knowing the answer. Stiles walked over smiling and wrapper an arm around Scott's shoulder.
"Scotty my boy, you have the honor of sharing a room with our youngest." Stiles said and Scott looked woefully at Isaac and Liam, who were having a competition to see who could eat their fist the fastest.
"It's that or you could always sleep with me and Der." Stiles whispered in his ear. Scott paled and chuckled.
"N-nah I'll be ok with- with the kids." Liam and Isaac giggled at him. Derek smiled and winked at Stiles who smirked back. Suddenly his smirk turned into a frown.
"Mama? Stiles, what's wrong?" Allison asked jumping up and holding Stiles' shoulders so he wouldn't fall over.
"How the hell are we going to explain this one to Deaton?" He said before fainting.
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FanfictionStiles and Derek have had their good times, and their not so good times. They've been kidnapped, they've been threatened, and they almost murdered eachother three times (that they remember). But the most interesting by far, would have to have been...