☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ this isn't just a scarf, alright? y'know, it also doubles up as a super awesome cape. ❜
lois was waiting for superman -
not a teenage beta with a bad
attitude and a habit of wearing
...
Stiles nodded his head, tugging Lois into the janitor's closet behind him — Scott, Luna and Allison already there and ready for them to shut the door.
Lois stared at them in shock, then waved her hands frantically.
"That is so gross—!"
"Derek's outside waiting for Lydia," Scott informed, ignoring the way that Lois cringed and stirred at the thought of digesting the kanima venom that was put onto the crystal. He was rather glad that hers had smashed — while it was unlikely that anything would have happened, but he didn't want to risk it. Not with Lois.
"Waiting to kill her?" Allison bit her lip, when he nodded.
"If he thinks she's the kanima, then yeah—!" He stressed, staring at the four in front of him. He was trying to form some sort kind of plan in his head. "Especially after what happened at the pool,"
"It's not her," Lois stated abruptly, shaking her head when they looked up at her. All of them seemed doubtful, afraid to speak.
She was confident that Lydia couldn't have been the kanima, not after that night at the pools; Lydia would never have tried to kill her — no way — whether she had been a deranged beast, or not. Come on! After all, this was Lydia: the girl that had been one of Lois' closest friends since they were nine, that had held her on the nights that she cried. It was the same girl that hadn't allowed her popularity to ruin their friendship.
