Teen Wolf Preferences & Imagines

Food Fight

  You jabbed your fork in the spaghetti, giving Scott and Stiles an odd look as they ate with actual manners.

  You, Scott and Stiles all decided to by an apartment together and ever since you moved in the boys had been acting odd. Like, washing their own clothes, doing the dishes and having actual manners.

  "Ok. You guys can stop. I know I'm a girl, but you don't have to act all sophisticated. I know your not like that and neither am I." You snapped.

Scott was wearing an actual suit and Stiles had on a sweater and it was summer time. Stiles raised an eyebrow, "You don't think we've ever lived with a girl before?"

  "Other than your mothers, no. Actually living with you two is actually like living with my mother." You groaned.

  "Well, manners are very important." Scott scooped up one noodle, struggling to get it in his mouth.

  "Manners, huh." You raised your eyebrow, picking up a meatball, smearing it all over Stiles's face.

Stiles licked his lips. "Apparently I have meatball on my face."

You smirked and threw your feet up on the table, wiggling your toes in Stiles' spaghetti before rubbing your feet all over his white sweater. "Momma always told to never put my feet on the table... Unless there was pasta sauce!"

"Well, I guess this changes things." Scott quickly threw some spaghetti at you, hitting you in the face. You screamed and jumped up, grabbing some spaghetti throwing it.

  Stiles picked ul some pie, scrubbing it in your hair. You yelped grabbing some bread, beating him with it.

Stiles slipped, picking up a pie. You hid behind Scott. "Yeah! Don't treat me any different just because I'm a girl. Now Stiles, hit Scott with the pie."

  "Ok." Stiles slammed the pie in Scott's face.

  You flicked some spaghetti off of your nose. "Now I'm gonna go get a shower and when I get out this place better be spotless." You pointed the food covered kitchen.

  Scott and Stiles watched as you walked to the bathroom and replied in unison. "Yes, mommy!"