fool for you ;; stydia

15.2.16

And then there was screaming. Right in her ear.

Why does Lydia always wake up in the weirdest ways? What is it that makes her so vulnerable to out of the ordinary wakings?

Anyway, there was a scream. And it was the most high pitched scream she had ever heard. And it definitely sounded like it was coming from a female.

Which would have been fine, except for the fact that Lydia hadn't gone to bed with a female (nor would she have hoped to, considering she was in a relationship), and that realisation only ended in the screams from Lydia herself.

Lydia jumped out of the bed, grabbing a bottle of body spray from the chest of drawers and held it in front of her (which was pretty pointless; with her voice she could literally throw this person across the room).

She took a while to examine the girl in front of her; kind of tall (compared to Lydia), or average height, and quite petit. She had pale skin and a button nose, with freckles dusted across her face and bright hazel eyes, filled with confusion. Her hair was the colour of chestnut and wavy, just past her chest. Her lips were soft and pink, in a cupid's bow form.

Lydia had to admit; she was definitely cute, and somewhat familiar. "Who are you?"

"Lydia! It's me! Stiles!" Her voice was smooth. "What happened to me?"

"Stiles?" Lydia asked. So that's why she'd seemed familiar, "This cannot be happening right now."

"Well it is, and we need to figure out how to change me back." She yelled, sitting on Lydia's bed and looking down at her body.

"How do I know you're Stiles?" Lydia narrowed her eyes at her.

The chick rolled her eyes, "You're a banshee, your best friend is Allison, you're part of Scott's pack."

Lydia held her stance, "Say something Stiles would say."

She sighed deeply, "Lyds, we don't have time for this. And plus, as much as I like being a female, I miss my male self; I feel like I'm missing out by being so small."

Lydia lowered the body spray, "Alright, I believe you." She sat down next to Stiles. "What are we going to do?"

"Magnus?" Lydia suggested, "Magnus could turn you back; but the only way to get on to Magnus is through Sam and Dean."

"What are we waiting for?" Stiles pressed.

Lydia grabbed her phone from her bedside table and quickly dialled Sam's number, "Hey, Moose."

"Hey, Lydia," There was a scream from the background, "Would it be okay if I called you back?" A range of swear words rang out from behind him, "Calm down!"

"Sam? What's going on?" Lydia must've sounded panicky because Sam was quick to answer.

"Oh nothing, don't worry," He paused, waiting for another scream, "Dean's just managed to somehow turn himself into a woman." Another yell sounded.

"I didn't turn myself into a woman, Sammy. Someone else did!"

Before Sam could reply, Lydia cut him off, "You're experiencing the same problem as us then."

"What?" Sam asked, "Shut up, Dean, this is important!"

"Stiles is a chick as well." A crash sounded from downstairs, followed by yells from..."Kira?"

"Lydia? What's going on?" Sam's voice echoed through the phone.

"Uh, can I actually call you back?" Lydia stood up as the footsteps got closer to her door, "Also, try and get on to Magnus."