Scisaac Shots

we Never Signed Up For This

By: codesandhearts

This was bound to happen. Seriously, they're werewolves and they've been through hell, it's only likely that the next thing that they were bound for was some other kind of paranormal shit. Scott doesn't actually know what happened. Honestly, the last thing he remembers is that he and Isaac were out getting the weekly supplies because it was their turn that week (well, technically it was Stiles and Derek's turn but they were off gallivanting in the woods or whatever it is Stiles and Derek do in their free time besides make out; Scott really does know want to know) and when they come back to the Hale house, there are kids.

Like real, proper kids, no more than five years old just running around the house and tugging on each other's hair and the thing is, Scott knows these children. They're the entire pack. There's Erica twisting her curly blonde hair in the corner with Allison next to her and there's Lydia telling Jackson off and Danny defending him and Boyd's just sitting there on the couch like he doesn't know what to do with this life anymore why is he surrounded by idiots?

"What the fu-"

"No cursing!" Scott smacks him on the chest. "There are kids!"

"I can see that, Scott. And why exactly is our entire pack little toddlers?" Isaac just throws up his hands.

"I don't know!" Scott yells. "But we have to take care of them somehow. Stiles and Derek won't be back for hours and I really do not wanna call Peter on this, I don't trust him with the microwave let alone children."

Isaac's shoulders slump as he looks as his sisters now banding together with Jackson to draw on the walls. Oh god and they just painted that. Stiles is going to be furious when he gets back.

"So what do we do?" Isaac asks.

"I don't know, they're probably hungry. We need food and I'm sure that our usual crap isn't growing sustenance for five-year-olds."

"I'll cook."

"You'll…cook?"

"Well, you look surprised," Isaac says with a laugh. Scott loves Isaac's laugh, it's big and unashamed unlike everything else Isaac tends to show. He wants him to laugh and smile forever sometimes because he shouldn't hide like that. "Don't worry; I won't burn the house down. It's already suffered enough."

Scott manages a shaky smile as Isaac goes into the kitchen and he accomplishes his first task of the day by taking the crayons away from the girls even if they're telling him it's going to be their masterpiece. He scoops Boyd up from the corner and places him on the couch, switching the television on to Phineas and Ferb, putting Erica –who is thrashing and yelling all over the place jesus Erica we know you can yell- next to him because that's the safer bet. They calm each other when they're teenagers, anyways. Allison and Danny are civil, thank the Lord, but Allison still has that slingshot in her hand that Scott thinks is extremely dangerous.

Lydia and Jackson are a bit harder, though. They're already hard enough to manage when they're teenagers.

"No, get away from me!"

"Jackson!"

"He's weird-looking, I don't like him."

"I know he's weird-looking but he's taking care of us."

"Hey, what do you mean I'm weird-looking?"