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[studmuffin]

Sandwiches. They take less time and I'm hungry. [ But he grins as he follows Scott towards the kitchen. ]

So, you don't have a leftover peg leg or anything, right?

[affectioning]

[ Scott pulls open the bottom drawer, grabbing some lunch meat (it's a double meat kind of day), some cheese, lettuce, mustard (two kinds, just in case!) before grabbing the bread from above the fridge. ]

No peg leg.

[ He pulls down two plates from the cabinet. ]

I wasn't that kind of pirate.

[studmuffin]

I kind of wish I'd gotten cursed. [ Mostly he just hung out with Isaac, which was doubly weird. ]

I mean I'd have made a great pirate. Did you see Chase though? And his hair, oh my god.

[affectioning]

Why? [ Boring weekend? Because hanging out with Isaac is weirder than hanging out with Derek. ]

I did. And I didn't like him. He was in the Navy. [ As Scott assembles sandwiches. ] Weird that I haven't met him in person, yet. [ Really, really weird. ] What kind of pirate do you think you would've been?

[studmuffin]

[ He gets to make out with Derek, okay? There's a bonus. ]

A cool pirate. Maybe with an eye patch. That would be great.

[affectioning]

Maybe next time you'll get an eyepatch. Mustard?

[studmuffin]

Yep.

[ He opens his backpack because he brought soda! and chips! Just setting them on the table. ] So you guys are okay right? Nobody got run through with a cutlass or anything?

[affectioning]

[ He opens the mustard, squeezing some out. ]

My mom wasn't a pirate. And I'm fine. She said she was worried but she saw me on the network. [ He puts everything back in the fridge. ] No cutlass accidents. [ A beat. ] Cutlass?

[studmuffin]

Pirate sword. [ He'd thought the whole curse was cool. Everyone looked so different and it was less horror this time.

I'm glad you didn't stab yourself, bro.

[affectioning]

Me too.

[ Bringing the plates avec sandwiches over to the table. He'll take a seat, opening the bag of chips and taking a handful out. Yes, he has manners. What are you talking about? ]

[studmuffin]

[ Mm. Sandwiches. Stiles happily tucks in to his sandwich and taps his foot under the table, licking mustard from his thumb. ]

I wanted Isaac to steal me a boat but he said no.

[affectioning]

Really. He said no to stealing you a boat. [ Surprising. ] He takes a bite of his sandwich, puts it down and grabs a can of soda. ]

i swore i had tagged this back

[studmuffin]

[ Pulling a face. ] Yeah, totally not cool.

alas

[affectioning]

[ Opening the tab, the coke lets out a fizzy sound. ] Maybe next pirate curse.

[studmuffin]

It probably won't repeat itself. I mean the only ones that do are seasonal?

[affectioning]

Like, Christmas curses?

[studmuffin]

Yeah, like mistletoe happens every year. [ A shudder. ]

[affectioning]

... Kissing. [ That's all he says. He picks up his sandwich. Oh, this is totally a delicate way of getting into it. ] Have you and Derek ever kissed? [ Taking a bite. ]

[studmuffin]

[ He literally chokes on his food, swallowing down hastily and looking up at Scott so fast it's like whiplash. ] What?

[affectioning]

[ Question is, is this joking from his complete shock and, how could you ever, or, hey how did you just hit the nail on the head? ] Curses. That's what mistletoe does. You lived with him. It had to have happened?

[studmuffin]

You make leaps in your head that make no sense to anyone else, ever. [ It's not an answer, he knows it's not an answer. But his best friend is a werewolf and he can't lie outright. So he needs to stay calm, to not think about how this is actually the opposite of what he wants.

If he makes him answer, he'll say yes. Curses, right? ]

[affectioning]

[ He evaluates that response and maybe, maybe he listens to Stiles' heart beat. ]

Is it that big of a leap? [ Besides. ] Why would it be a big deal? It's a curse, right?

[studmuffin]

[ Fuck. ]

You had everyone out of the entire City and you chose Derek. [ But there's a way he can get around this, right? ] Yeah, we did. It wasn't a big deal. Christmas was ages ago. [ Blah, blah, black. ]

[affectioning]

[ He considers this, too. ]

Because you're living with him. Accidents happen close to home, right? So, he'll be involved in a lot of curses with you.

[studmuffin]

Yeah? [ He's not lying so his heartbeat, though erratic, just implies his usual level of spazzy. ]