When Stiles approached Theo outside of school, the intention was to be subtle and not make a scene, but...
"I know who you really are. Give up the act, psycho." Stiles demanded.
"Is that so? And who am I...Stiles?" Theo asked with a smirk.
"Not the person you pretend to be. That's for damn sure." Stiles said, shoving a folder against his chest.
"What is this? Hmm. Oh yeah...my former families. I liked them.
Too bad they weren't mentally strong enough to handle me." Theo said.
"You mentally and physically tortured them." Stiles said.
"That's quite the accusation...Little bitch." Theo said with a smile.
"You're calling me names, dickhead?"
Stiles said. It came out so naturally but it made him pause.
"You know mother hampster kill their sick babies to spare them further suffering?" Theo asked.
"Yeah yeah. It was creepy even back...then...Theo?' Stiles asked confused. Squinting at him.
"You always were slow, weren't you?
Little brother." Theo said with a devious smile. After a moment of shock, Stiles punched Theo in the face and Theo hit back.
"Delinquent asshole!" Stiles yelled punched his shoulder.
"You still hit like a girl." Theo said.
They hugged.
"Where have you been? It's been 10 years. How are you here?"
Stiles asked.
"I missed my little brother so I came to find you." Theo said.
"What's the real reason you're here?"
Stiles asked, not buying his story.
"I need my partner in crime back."
Stiles knew his brother well enough to know that this couldn't end well.
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Brothers: Up To No Good
FanfictionThere's always that one person that brings out the worst in you. That was Theo for Stiles. That darkness. Stiles thought he'd seen the last of his brother when social services split them up after their parents died in a tragic house fire 10 years ag...
