Stilinski's Secret (Stiles | Teen Wolf)

Chapter 3: Bonding

Thursday | Afternoon

"You know, this wasn't exactly what I had in mind when you said 'McCall style'." I said monotonously. Scott scowled playfully as I reached over to grab some fake money from the monopoly bank.

"She seems to enjoy it." Scott motioned to my sister.

"She has a name." I almost growled. We both looked at her expectantly and she blinked innocently. I literally felt Scott's mouth pull into a wider grin, more of his pearly whites gleaming. "You have a girlfriend," I thought I'd drop in quietly.

"Aspen." she replied simply, more interested in what number was rolled after her soft and wishful roll. Another six.

"That's like the ninth time in a row, no?" I gawked, Scott nodded.

"She's one heck of a lucky board game player." he commented. She giggled softly as she moved her Bambi counterpart across the board, even landing on a lucky square that gave her piles of money. As if she didn't already have more than mine and Scott's money put together.

I looked at my lacklustre pile of fake money and admitted sulkily, "I don't want to play anymore." Scott looked up along with my sister and suddenly high-fived, I gave a questioning look between the two of them.

"You owe me 5 dollars," I heard my sister say and she grinned sheepishly at Scott. I watched, astonished, as Scott reluctantly pulled out said bill and gave it to the girl. My jaw dropped and brows furrowed.

"Did you guys really bet that I would give in first?" I gaped and the two looked anywhere but at me. My own sister teaming up and making bets with my best friend? I stared incredulously at the duo then focused on Aspen. "You traitor," I scorned playfully and she bit her lip to hide a grin, "What do you need 5 bucks for anyway?"

She shrugged her shoulders carelessly and pocketed the money before starting to pack up the board game.

"So," Scott began, reaching into his bag of prepared McCall fun time. "How about we play a game of..." he narrowed his eyes and I glared slightly, way too bored to continue another game in which we had to sit still for long minutes, my ADHD was kicking in and I felt like doing cartwheels honestly. I adjusted my sitting position, spreading my legs out across my bedroom floor, reaching over and holding Scott's bag shut with a wide grin.

"How about we stop playing games for a while?" I suggested and Scott's brows furrowed.

"What? Why?"

"Yeah why?" my sister chimed in and I gaped.

"Again? Seriously?" I whined while standing up and brushing off my trousers. Just then I happened to glance toward the window and saw that my dad was approaching in his patrol car. "My dad?" I blinked, quickly checking my watch, "O-our dad!" I confirmed, quite unsure why my voice came out in a panic.

I heard a strange noise and then a bleat of a creature. Scott jumped up with a startled, "Stiles?!" and I looked down to find a deer, antlers large and sparse enough to reach at least half a meter either side of the creature's head. I backed up with a gasp and looked at my best friend, "You scared her!" he explained and then tried to reach out and touch her shining antlers.

The deer cried out and jumped on my bed, I widened my eyes and flailed a little, trying to get her down. "Come on, sis, I just made that!" I whined, looking at my ruined bedsheets. I sighed softly and looked at Scott. "Dude, you have to calm her down!"

"Me? Why me?" he stared, as clueless as I was. "She's your sister, you do something!"

"Use your weird red eyes, that calmed down Liam and Derek that one time." I shrugged, panicking a little myself as I heard the door open downstairs. "Hurry! I can't introduce my dad to my... a d-deer?!"