[Scott returns Isaac's face with a giggle, taking Isaac's hand and lifting it just a little before offering his own little bow. Rolling his eyes and dropping their hands, he looks out toward the street as they wait.]
[Stiles grins at their antics--seriously, how cute are these kids? They make up for all the energy that their stoic dad lacks. (Or hides.) Keeping a tight grip on Isaac's hand, he makes an exaggerated movement of looking both ways across the large street before taking his first step forward.]
You guys know I can't ignore a challenge like that. Biggest mountains on the street. On the block.
[ Derek rolls his eyes at his sons, though there's a fond twinge to it and the way a muscle in his cheek twitches, as if he's trying not to smile at them. He offers a brief glance both ways as Stiles does, though is observing everything he can as he does, before he steps out along with the honorary dad. ]
[For some reason, Isaac's mischief is ten times better when it's focused on someone else. Especially Derek. Grinning like a bobcat hyena, he squeezes Isaac's hand, turning his attention right onto Derek.]
[ Derek resists the urge to do one of his own full-head eyerolls, jaw working a little as his little mafiosi son schemes more and more against him and Scott becomes his accomplice in giving him grief.
He doesn't need to look at Stiles to know the look on his face. ]
So, now I've just got to win over Isaac. [He already knows that's pretty much an impossible task--Erica will always be his favorite. But Isaac likes him, and Scott adores him. So ha.
As they finish crossing the street, he lets go of Isaac's hand, grinning across the line of werewolves beside him.]
[ At least Scott didn't hop on board the Pick On Dad train this time. Derek looks down at Isaac with a level expression, though there's no bite behind it. His eyes track back to Scott, giving his hand a brief squeeze of praise. Good boy.
Stiles, however, gets an eyeroll before he surveys the neighborhood. ]
Okay, okay, okay. Fiiine. Since you don't trust me, I'm going to entrust you with the almighty map......Isaac! [Looking between them, he grins and then passes the map to Isaac like it's a holy grail. Because it kind of is.]
First we're going up the hill, to hit all those houses. And then we'll meet up with Lydia and Allison at the top. Sound good?
[ Derek's steps visibly falter the moment Isaac pulls out the Daddy Card, but he tries very hard to pass it off as nothing, even if something pulls at the corner of his expression.
Damnit.
But giving Isaac something constructive to do is always the best route to go, so he sends Stiles a slight look of approval before he releases Scott's hand to let him follow his brother and Honorary Dad. ]
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[Scott returns Isaac's face with a giggle, taking Isaac's hand and lifting it just a little before offering his own little bow. Rolling his eyes and dropping their hands, he looks out toward the street as they wait.]
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You guys know I can't ignore a challenge like that. Biggest mountains on the street. On the block.
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In Beacon Hills.
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[Smiling brightly, Isaac looked up at Derek, his mafiosi intentions redirecting.]
You're just happy cos Stiles came with us.
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[Scott giggles, swinging his and Isaac's hands.]
I am.
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bobcathyena, he squeezes Isaac's hand, turning his attention right onto Derek.]Oh, is he?
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He doesn't need to look at Stiles to know the look on his face. ]
Thrilled, Stiles.
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[Isaac gives Stiles a sardonic smile.]
For some reason you're one of his favourites. We haven't figured it out yet.
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[Scott's grin is sincere, at least, and he looks back up at Derek.]
Dad just knows good people now.
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As they finish crossing the street, he lets go of Isaac's hand, grinning across the line of werewolves beside him.]
Alright, let's do this!
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Stiles, however, gets an eyeroll before he surveys the neighborhood. ]
You're the one in charge of the route, Stiles.
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[Isaac snorts, rolling his eyes. Gosh, Derek. Ruining his chances to make fun of Stiles.]
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[At least, if they wanted to win. Jeez.]
Which way are we going first, Stiles?
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First we're going up the hill, to hit all those houses. And then we'll meet up with Lydia and Allison at the top. Sound good?
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Damnit.
But giving Isaac something constructive to do is always the best route to go, so he sends Stiles a slight look of approval before he releases Scott's hand to let him follow his brother and Honorary Dad. ]