Still Stiles' POV
"Calm your tits, sourwolf!" Derek says, really dragging out that sourwolf thing. I realise this must be what he feels like with me, but I just can't bring myself to care.
"My baby! Where's my baby?!" I screech, panickyly. *that's totally a word*
"Stiles, it's fine! Look, he/she's here!" He says, turning his head and using his hand that's not occupied with my hand to scoop something out if his hood. He brings it to me and shows me Alfred sleeping on his hand, cute as can be. I sigh in relief.
"Oh, thank god!" I say. "Who's a good little hedgehog? You are! You are!" While I'm cooing over Alfred, I realise why I relaxed so quickly and I blush. Derek's thumb was rubbing small circles on my hand while they were intertwined. I shiver again and involuntarily sigh, but again, he doesn't stop.
"I'm going to call Deaton to find out about looking after hedgehogs."
"You may want to ask how you tell it's gender."
"Will do sour- oh." Damnit. I find Deaton's number and call it. After a few rings he picks up.
"Hello?"
"Yo! Deaton! How do you tell the gender of a hedgehog?"
"Aren't you supposed to be on a romantic getaway right now?"
"Yeah, Derek says hi." He glares at me.
"Ok. You probably won't be able to tell, you need a vet."
"Gotcha."
"But, Stiles, don't go to anyone else, remember, it's illegal to take hedgehogs out the forest."
"Even if they're ill?"
"Even if they're ill. Just give it a big box with a old blanket in, some cat food and some water, it should be fine for a couple of days until you get back."
"Ok, thanks, see you when we get back then."
"Goodbye Stiles." And he hangs up.
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Would you look at that! Two chapters in... Time? Two chapters without an apocalypse happening between them. You're welcome.
DISCLAIMER
I don't actually know how to look after hedgehogs, I may look it up and correct it later, but right now, it may be factually incorrect.
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