In the midst of a world wide pandemic, three best friends decide that they'll break the quarantine just once because they missed one another. After all, nothing bad could happen in just one night? All they wanted to do was hang out, maybe binge a sh...
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Zelda sat inside of a bus, leaning her head against one of the seats. She looked out the window only to see that it was night time. As she turned over on her side, she suddenly saw blood all over the ground of the bus. Getting up, she saw her reflection in the window of the bus. Her eyes were glowing bright gold and she had canines as large as fangs protruding from her mouth. Her head shooting forward, she saw Scott, blood dripping down his hands and off of his claws. Then she looked at her own to see she was covered in blood as well. But not just her hands, over her face and clothes.
Ronald jumped up when he suddenly felt something in bed with him, he rubbed his eyes to see that Zelda had crawled in, "What's up?"
"I think I had a nightmare..." Zelda wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled into him, "I think Scott and I killed someone."
"Mm..." Ronald shifted a little bit in the bed so he was comfortable, not even bothering to open his eyes, "Just get some sleep." He shivered a bit in bed, feeling as though it was oddly cold in the room but he just decided to ignore it.
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"Let me get this straight-" Stiles pushed the doors open to the school so the four could cut through, "You guys both had dreams about being in a bus? But in Scott's he killed Allison?"
"I don't know." Scott answers him truthfully, a little freaked out that Zelda had a relatively similar dream, "I just woke up. And I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."
"Really?" Stiles chimes curiously, adding in with amusement riddled in his voice, "I have. Usually ends a little differently."
Zelda scrunched her nose, "Ew."
"A, I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real, and B, never give me that much information about you in bed again."
Stiles saw the bemused expressions on his three friends and nodded, "Noted. Let me take a guess here-"
"No, I know, you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow, like I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out."
"No, of course, not." Stiles stretched his mouth out in a wince before he caved, "Yeah, that's totally it. But it doesn't explain Zelda's dream as well." He watches as Zelda and Scott go downcast, "Hey, come on, it's gonna be fine, all right?"
Ronald notices Stiles looking at him for help so he adds in, "Personally, I think you two are handling this pretty well. You know, it's not like there's a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take."
"You realize you talk really loud?" Briella pops up, freaking Stiles out that he jerks away from the group to gasp, "Are you really talking about a lycanthropy class?"
"Yeah." Scott admits to her, wondering where she had come from but was glad to see that Jackson just wasn't near, "Well, not a class, maybe a teacher."
