A Place to Hide Away- Sterek

Melissa, Memories, and Merriment

"Stiles, stop messing with that, you're going to break it!" Derek scolded harshly as he turned into the store parking lot. The young werefox ignored him and continued messing with the air controls in the back. Isaac tried to make him stop but the young werefox kept reaching for the controls and after ten minutes, the blond was exhausted of defending Derek's car. In the end, the pack decided to split up. Scott, Allison, Boyd, and Jackson would go scout out their places while Isaac, Peter, and Erica stayed with Stiles. Lydia said she would stay at the Hale House and see if she could find anything about werefoxes and age spells.

"But I'm bored! Why do you live so far away from the town?" Stiles whined as he squirmed in Isaac's lap.

"We're practically here, and if you break anything in the car, I will turn around and go back home." Derek growled and Stiles let out a pained whine, tilting his head in submission as he put his hands in his lap. His tail continued to slide against the door, moving the window up and down. Derek frowned and pulled into a parking space and all the werewolves scrambled out of the car where the smell of frustration was heavy.

"Finally." Isaac sighed in relief and he put Stiles down who surprisingly went up to Peter and tugged on his pants for him to pick him up. The older werewolf obliged and picked up the young cub with a sly smirk directed towards the Alpha. Derek wasn't amused in the slightest and glared at their uncle as they headed into the grocery shop.

"Isaac and I can go get the peanut butter-"

"No!" Stiles yelled with a frown. "You don't know my favorite. There's nasty peanut butters in the store, like the ones with nuts. Those are disgusting."

Erica raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes.

"Fine then what are we supposed to get?" the blond turned to Derek who took out a folded list from his jacket pocket and threw it to her. She caught it and began reading it with Isaac over her shoulder skimming.

"Why are we getting so many toys?" Erica asked incredulously.

"And we have blankets at the house. We don't need to buy new ones just because they have superheroes on them." Isaac added.

Peter laughed as Derek glared at them with a blush on his cheeks.

"Just get it. It's for Stiles." Derek said. "Peter and I will go with Stiles for the peanut butter then find you."

"I don't want you to come." Stiles huffed with a frown as he looked away. Derek's head snapped to the young werefox and everyone flinched.

"Why not?"

"Because you're a meanie head."

"I'm going with you and that's final." Derek's eyes flashed red and Stiles growled as he tilted his head minimally.

"Derek, calm down. We're in public and anyone could see you." Peter took a step towards Derek and Stiles tightly wrapped his arms around Peter's neck and began crying. The older werewolf held the young boy closer to him and took a step away from Derek with a confused look on his face. The Alpha was about to shoot himself at Peter when his uncle winced and held a hand to his forehead while the other tightened its grip on Stiles.

"Hey, what's happening?" Derek frowned, reaching out an arm towards the beta who was frowning in concentration. Stiles stopped crying and leaned back to look at Peter, nearly jumping out of his arms when Peter opened his eyes and they were a bright blue.

"Peter?"

His uncle frowned and shook his head a bit then turned to Derek.

"Sorry, just have some...headaches." Peter smiled cockily then turned around. "So, Stiles, let's go find that peanut butter and get away from the mean old Alpha, and maybe on our way back we can find some candy."