Finding Stiles

Chapter Four: Red Mesh Shirt?

**Adriana Lima as Valencia Rameriz**

Shopping with women is pure hell, nothing Stiles' has ever experienced could measure up to the pure horror Alex and Val have caused him. Standing in the middle of one of the thirty shops they've been in during the last two hours he regretted every decision he ever made leading up to him agreeing to this. He never knew his sister was such a beast when it came to shopping, Val was even worse. How was this his life?!

"Try the red one cariño [darling], it brings out your eyes". Val held up a silky red button up with mesh fabric covering the chest area. 

 Stiles blushed, "So everyone can see my chest? No thanks." Alex laughed slinging an arm around her brothers shoulders. "Genim, the whole point is to look sexy as hell, you should WANT them to see your chest silly," She giggled. She held up a tight pair of leather pants, that looked like if he even put them on he would lose blood circulation and die. "Way too tight, Alex, I want to actually live believe it or not," Stiles rolled his eyes. So far his sister had bought at least ten outfits for him, and even more for herself. "How an you even afford this shit Alex?! You're a college student for gods sake!" Alex looked at him confusedly. 

"You mean you don't know? When Dziadek [Grandfather] died last year he left the entire Sztyliński (the Stilinski's original Polish name for stories sake) fortune to us, Mama [read as: Ma-Ma] was the last of his heirs so everything went to her children, Dad would have control over your money since you're not eighteen yet. Dad never fucking told you?!" She exclaimed. The Sztyliński name was big in Poland, their grandfather owned several businesses and left more than two million in inheritance, split equally between both of his grandchildren. 

Stiles took a moment to process what she'd told him. Dad had never said anything about the money, but he never seemed worried about sending him to college or anything.  "I guess he didn't want me to get a big head or something? I can't believe this...I COULD'VE GOTTEN ROSCOE FIXED AGES AGO WITH THAT MONEY!" Stiles groaned. His poor baby has been held together with duct tape meanwhile he has money in some bank account somewhere just waiting to be used! 

"Of course i tell you we're rich and instead of buying a new car you immediately start thinking of how to fix Roscoe," Alex shook her head. Roscoe was her car before she left Beacon Hills, she knew just how run down it was, but it was Mama's Jeep and they both loved it dearly. It was like having her with you sometimes, when she drove sometimes it was like she could hear Mama, singing her Polish songs and yelling at other drivers even though she was a terrible one herself. Roscoe felt like home. 

"Sorry to cut your history lesson short but I'm dying here putas [whores], Let's go get food before i decide to just eat up Genim here because he certainly looks delicious," Val grinned lecherously. Stiles bit his lip uncertainly. "Okay you heathen we're leaving, we can go back to my place and order Thai. Besides I wanted to call over Daniel to see if he'd come with us tonight," Alex shrugged, grabbing their things and heading out to the parking garage. "Who's Daniel?" Both Alex and Val turned and grinned at him, creepily in sync. "Daniel is the best person you will ever meet, he's going to doll you up baby bro turn you into a queen."

Stiles got the distinct feeling tonight was going to be one of the longest in his life. 

**A/N: Chapter Five will feature Lilly Cox the drag queen a.k.a Daniel, Supernatural events of the hilarious and hella gay variety, a sexy Spanish ex-boyfriend who isn't all that bright  and a clueless ragtag pack and certain Sourwolf realizing that their resident human is gone.