Helpful Hand (2)

Chapter 6

Author's Note:

I was rereading some of the old chapters and I was assessing some weak points.

So... I've never been in a relationship. If Stiles and Klaus are not being "coupley" enough, I'm trying to build to it. Though I am writing in a supernatural world, there's too much shit going on for them to just date. Trust me, the fluff will happen. Writing from an outside point of view instead of personal experience limits me in a few areas of romance.

All I've learned from my immature guy friends is that being a dick and teasing is a form of flirting. *shrugs* so if any experienced individuals are reading this!!!!, share some stories. I might just make Stiles and Klaus do it.

BUT what I CAN write is friendships. I honestly love this chapter so much you don't even know!

P.S is it just me or is Elizabeth Gillies(Jade) what I imagined to look like a teenage version of Derek's sister, Laura? I just imagine his whole family in dark leather.

Enjoy the chapter :)

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Episode 3 (1/2)

To say Ester Mikaelson didn't waste time was an understatement. The morning after Stiles had his breakdown, both he and Klaus walked down the stairs to find a table full of breakfast food. Derek and Hayley soon came and looked at the table curiously. Hayley plops a grape in her mouth before asking, "So, which restaurant is missing a compelled chef?"

Klaus shrugs while he adjusts his hold around Stiles' waist before deviously replying, "This is certainly a card I've played in the past, but I had no hand in this," He looked to Stiles with a knowing smirk, "I was too busy waking a certain someone up."

Stiles blushes at the innuendo and lightly slaps Klaus' chest. Hayley and Derek roll their eyes at their antics, but chose not to comment. They noticed Stiles had calmed down considerably since yesterday night. Derek decided to comment with a sigh, "Well then Elijah it is. At least I don't have to buy breakfast again."

Elijah walks into the room and replies, "This wasn't my doing."

Stiles looks between Klaus and Elijah, pointing at the table and cautiously asking, "Then were did this all come from?"

Out of nowhere, a covered silver plate started rumbling and Stiles squeaked in surprise. Not that he would ever admit that. "Oh!" Hayley gasped at the unexpected movement.

Klaus reluctantly let go of his grip on Stiles, shoots a quick glance to Elijah before slowly opening the cover. Two birds fly out and everybody takes a step back. He grabs the note left behind and says, "It's an invitation from our mother."

"And I thought Peter was dramatic," Stiles mumbles which gained him a quiet snort from Derek. He looks across to see the werewolf containing his amusement.

Elijah walks off for fresh air and the rest of them make their way into Hayley's room. Klaus walks out into the balcony to think for a bit, but when he comes back inside, Hayley sits up from her bed and says, "In times like this, I am really glad I didn't know my mother."

Klaus stands behind a chair and tightly grips the wood, it creaks under the pressure. He shakes his head and comments, "We have enough enemies here. And now the war for our home is to be fought against my own family."

Hayley rolls her eyes as she seethes, "Your wretched mother and her disciples tried to put a knife through our baby's heart. Your father also effectively 'killing' Stiles in the process. I will happily add to the body count."