Scott- You were in the kitchen taking the roast out of the oven when your daughter came down stairs. She was all dressed up and jittery.
"Why are you all dressed up for?" Scott asked as he leaned against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed.
Your daughter, Allison bit her lip nervously, "I have a date."
"You do?" you smiled. Scott scowled. "With who?"
"cmbnlhey." she mumbled quietly.
"Who?"
"Camden Lahey."
"Isaac's son. He's such a sweet boy." You beamed at your daughter as Scott huffed, he hated that your daughter was well.. a girl. He knew that he would eventually have to scare off boys.
"I don't like him."
You gave Scott a confused look. "He's your godson."
"Well, that was before he decided to pursue my daughter."
Stiles- "Y/N!"
You walked into the living room, your husband stood there, arms crossed, glaring at your daughter, Claudia. "What?"
"Do you know what I found our daughter doing?" Stiles glared.
You looked at your daughter who rolled her eyes. "It's not like we were having sex."
"No. You were just dry humping against his car." Stiles snapped.
They both began to yell at each other. You rolled your eyes. Sometimes it was like Stiles was your second child.
"SHUT UP! WHAT HAPPENED?"
Your daughter sighed. "Dad caught me and DJ Hale making out."
You sighed. Your husband hated Derek's son, with a passion.
Stiles stomped his foot like a tantrum throwing toddler. "You were dry humping!"
Derek- You ran up the stairs after your husband. He shoved your daughters bedroom door open.
Your daughter, Laura jumped in surprise, covering herself with her sheet. Aiden Stilinski, clad in only his boxers stared wide eyed at you and Derek.
"Unncc.. Uncle Derek! We weren't doing anything." Denied Stiles' son.
Derek glared at the Stilinski boy. "Then what do you call what we just walked in on?"
Stiles' son thought for a moment before gesturing with his hands. "Conjoining our bodies in horizontal positions."
"Get the hell outta here." Derek snapped.
"Yeah." Aiden Stilinski dashed out of your daughters bedroom, tripping down the stairs and yelling a faint, "I'm ok." before leaving the house and running back to his, his yellow ducky boxers blinding everyone down the street.
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