The Return (Teen Wolf Fanfic)

In Love With The Coco

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After that I was bombarded with questions.

"Whose their mother?"

"Meanie in a v-neck?"

"How old are they?"

"When can I take them shopping?"

"Are they supernatural?"

"Whose they're mother?"

"OK everyone shut the hell up!! Now how do you expect Stiles to answer your questions if you're all shouting them out at the same damn time?" Melissa walks in and takes control.

"Thank you Mama McCall." I sigh in relief.

"Don't thank me yet buddy because you are far from forgiven for everything, and John look forward to after your recovery because you'll enjoy finally being able to sleep on the couch" she shoots a glare at Dad causing him to wince.

"But I di-"

"No she's right you jackass.  Having not one but TWO nieces I could dress up, take shopping, and teach the wonderful art of hair and makeup but being deprived of them is unacceptable!" Lydia rants poking me in my chest with her perfectly manicured finger.

"Lydia they're like 5 I doubt they're putting on make up anytime soon." Derek reasons.

"Your damn right they're not!" Scott, dad, and I yell out then look at each other smiling.

"Ok we're getting off track here. How exactly did you manage to keep two kids out the media and public knowledge." Malia speaks up for once.

"Well first of all let's get one thing straight so there's no mistake. I am NOT ashamed of my kids and NO ONE in this room or world can make me feel that way." I look everyone in their eyes to get my point across, I receive nods of understanding so I continue. "Okay good, its basically all of my great teams work to be honest. You see being a celebrity has pros and con's. I'm sure you can figure out the pros but a con is your children are never really safe and don't really get that sense of privacy and normalcy." I sigh rubbing my forehead. I go and sit at the chair next to the hospital bed so I can see everyone.

"If you followed me you would know that I'm pretty open about my life and the reason for that is because if I give them what they want they won't actively seek it out. I'm open to a lot of things but compromising my kids is one thing I will not even think about it's not even an option. So when Claudia and Channing were born and I rose to fame I sat down with my team and decided that one thing I would not let happen is my kids life to be disrupted, the paparazzi could follow me all they wanted and mess with me all they wanted but my kids would not get involved and they supported my decision."

"But don't get me wrong now because its not like I keep them locked up in the house or anything. They live their lives and like any normal 5 year old girls they go to ballet, karate, sleepovers and play dates. Hell Blue Ivy and North West seem to be their best friends."

"Then how come we've never seen you out in public with them." Scott asked the unanswered question.

"Easy because I'm part of an organization that basically just protects celebrity babies against paparazzi, fame and all that other jazz. So legally the paparazzi can't take any photographs of me when I'm with my children or they'll be sued for all they're worth unless I consented and as you can see I haven't consented to anything." I smile at that.

"Who's their mother?" Peter is the one that voices the question everyone has.

"I don't think that's important nor do I think its anyone of your business." Well that came out harsher than expected, I feel myself soften at the hurt look Malia let's slip.

"Well okay then are they supern-"

I'm in love with the coco
I got it on th-

Aw shit.

"Hello?"

"Stiles where the fuck are you?" Scar's voice penetrated the silence since mostly everyone in the room had supernatural hearing.

"With my injured father like I'm supposed to be."

"Well duh. Of course you're with your father I would've made your polka dotted skinny white ass be with him anyways. What I meant is where?"

"Beacon Hills"

"Okay there's a director that wants to meet with you about some biopic that might get you a leading actor in a drama Oscar or some shit like that. Do you want to meet them?"

"I don't know you know I'm trying to take a hiatus from acting to focus on my dads recovery."

"Good I've always wanted to meet with the Angelina Jolie-Pitt!!"

"Wait whaatt?!!"

"You know she directs Stiles. And don't raise your voice at me remember last time during strip chess where instead of making you take off your boxers I had you change into a VS lacy tho-" I hit the end  button so fast there could be a dent in my screen. My face flushes as I turn around from the corner.

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                    A/N

The views and votes have been going down so should I just stop now? It's a little discouraging to write with no acknowledgement.  Sorry for the wait I may be able to get in another chapter within a week but  I need inspiration.

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