Preperation

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Stiles

I'm freaking out so much. Seriously, I there's chance I will kill my friends tonight. I hope all that exhausting training yesterday will pay off.   
     We all slept at Derek's last night. Derek slept on the floor, Lydia slept on the sofa, Scott slept on the chair and Derek let me sleep in his bed because I was so tired.
  I was being taught how to cook scrambled eggs by Lydia, when I heard Scott snort - he was finally awake.
"Pancakes!" He ran in and shouted, "Allison, I love these pancakes!"
Ok maybe he wasn't awake... I felt bad for him, all he's been through in the past month, yet he still wants to help me? True brothers.
     Derek walked in and kicked Scott in it he ankle. "Ooooowwwww" Scott screamed.

Lydia

We all sat down at the table to eat our breakfast - one of the only normal things we do. I was really worried about the blue moon. Was Stiles going to survive it? We're we going to survive it?
"Hey Lydia!" Stiles spluttered from across the table, with his mouth full, "This is gooood!"
I beamed at him. I don't know what it was between us. Were we friends? Or was our relationship something more?
Derek stood up and said, "right, Stiles I need to talk to you."

Derek

Stiles and I walked into the kitchen.
"Are you ready?" I asked him.
"Yeh... I guess."
"Stiles, I'm not sure that 'training' yesterday was enough. What do you think?"
We agreed to keep him in the animal clinic's basement, to keep him - and us - safe.

3 hours later

We grabbed the chains and handcuffs from the sheriff's desk and jumped in Stiles' battered jeep.
"You sure about this Stiles?" I heard Scott say.
"As sure as I'll ever be, dude," Stiles replied.

We arrived at the Animal Clinic and Dr. Deaton was waiting at the door.
"Quick, come in," he said.
He examined Stiles and asked him to become the Nogitson. To my surprise, he controlled it really well.
Scott, Lydia and I ran down to the basement to set out the chains and handcuffs. We also used electric handcuffs too, just in case. I hoped it would go as planned...

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