The Lost Boy

Chapter 2 Alarm

"Lydia?" Scott was coming out of the bathroom. "Stiles, buddy are you done watching lion king. Do you want to watch that movie with Thor in it I told you about? Or guardians of the galaxy, oh man you should see spiderman or iron man! I think you'll anything marvel right now! " Scott thought to himself, those were the only reasons you learned to read so soon.

Derek, Cora, Laura,  Erica followed by Peter came in behind Lydia, Isaac, Boyd and Jackson everyone carrying shopping bags. Derek had gone to the grocery store with Cora, they had tried to keep to a strict list of food the Sheriff had texted out, and added other fresh fruits and vegetables on top of what was listed. Not only was it Stiles they needed to shop for but the loft, today happened to be Stiles' shopping day. He usually went with Cora and Isaac but Stiles and Cora did make quick work of it. He needed a list from Cora of what they needed, she whined that she really didn't know Stiles usually did this all from memory.

They ended up buying up half the candy aisle because Cora was stressed and she couldn't remember what snacks went with who in the pack.

Next up was Laura and Erica who had gone overboard at the local kid's clothing store. From socks to cute little boxer briefs with the hulk on them and various sizes of shoes not knowing what size little Stiles would be.

Peter and Lydia went straight to Deaton's, Peter raided his own private library before stopping in at the local book store where he bought several bags of books, and god help him comic books. When he heard that Stiles had been turned into a helpless child something in him beyond curiosity made him need to go to the loft and see it for himself. Deaton didn't have any answers without the cause, he promised to meet up at the loft he would put something together to narrow the spell down.

As for Isaac and Jackson they took it upon themselves to hit up the toystore and the video game store. They remembered with growing nostalgia what games and toys they loved at that age. A very frowny store manager had kicked the two out almost immediately when they took it upon themselves to try out the nurf guns and it turned into a nurf war that spanned five aisle and drafted several young pups that had been there with their mothers shopping. Once they flashed the Hale credit card the manager was happy to charge for any damaged items and kick the rowdy twenty somethings out of his store.

Boyd had gone straight to the furniture store, where he purchased bedding as well as a bed for the seven year old Stiles to feel comfortable in. The beta Boyd knew instinctively that the young Stiles would feel lost in such a large king sized bed that occupied his normal room. He would be careful to keep the comforter older Stiles slept in knowing the scent would calm the anxious young boy. Boyd  wanted the pup to be able to nest comfortably without the feeling of being alone. He picked out bedding matching up with Stiles' favorite superheros and anime characters. He picked up some posters for the walls, adult Stiles wouldn't mind if the concert posters were covered with superman, batman and Thor. He decided it wouldn't hurt the boy if he left pictures of smiling packmates and adult stiles on the walls.

The delivery guys would be showing up soon, he made them expedite the order and didn't care about the extra cost. Stiles had always made sure they were all comfortable and taken care of, this was a great way to pay him back.  He had bought bedding of all kinds, knowing from years of hearing his friend and packmate discuss his favorite superheros helped him decide on the what prints to get.

"Lydia. Help us with this stuff, we have to put the groceries away." Allison called the speechless banshee into the kitchen. The hunter had stayed behind with Scott to Stiles sit, but the little guy had yet to warm up to her. Much like the adult Stiles, she tried not to take it personally.