hang on, little tomato

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[It's really, really cool to be Stiles Stilinski sometimes. Actually, it's really cool to be Stiles all the time, but particularly in kindergarten class. Besides from sharing the class with his favorite kid in the neighborhood, Scott McCall, his mom is his teacher. Which means he's her favorite.

It's around Mother's Day and they're celebrating at Beacon Hills Elementary School with style. The classroom is covered in paper flowers and the kids are all sitting around with construction paper and finger paint, instructed by Mrs. Stilinski on how to make flowers with their thumbprints to write on the card. Stiles' card is covered in them, so many flowers it's almost hard to distinguish them from each other. On the inside, he's currently writing his name, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth as he starts to write a card.]

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[By the time he's finished with his card, the day's just about ending. It's grown a lot of glitter, a house with a bright green, grassy yard, and traced over white letters in blue, so the whole card is Mets colored. Stiles is proud of his work, and he hides it behind his back as he jostles over to say goodbye to his best friend and his mom before the day ends.

But he's still hiding the card behind his back, and Stiles trots back across the classroom and swings his backpack over his shoulders.]

Is dad gonna be home?

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[ Once the day is over, Selena stands by the door, gently herding the kindergarteners out of the classroom and to waiting parents and buses beyond. She knows that when Stiles is done talking to Scott and getting his things, he'll be ready to go without any prompting. So she takes a moment to straighten a few things out, making sure that as much of the glitter as possible is cleaned from the work tables-- but that doesn't mean she escapes its wrath, glitter dusting her hair and clothes as always-- and getting her own bag. ]

He should be home before you go to bed, if not by dinner.

[ She strings her bag over her shoulder and picks up a crate of crafts that needs restocked, coming over towards him. ]

Sweetheart, can you get my keys out for me?

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Good. [Okay good. Because Stiles and Jona had been working on a surprise for mother's day--namely, that mom didn't have to cook at all. Even if her food was pretty much the best in the whole world, Stiles had been learning with her for a little while and he's totally prepared to take on the kitchen. Definitely.

At least his dad's sort of a good helper anyway.

As Selena asks him to help, Stiles immediately hurries over and digs around in her bag, locating the keys way too quickly for any five year old, and jingles them for her, grinning.]

Ready mom!

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Very. [ Selena's a little suspicious, but she doesn't voice it. Every year on mother's day they're always up to something, so if she went home to find Jona already there, or having already set something up? She wouldn't be surprised by the idea. Just by whatever it was they've been scheming.

Laughing softly, she stands still to let Stiles dig the keys out-- the frequency with which she winds up having to do this leaves her accepting that her five-year-old knows how to navigate her bag better than she does. ]

Off we go, then. What do you want to listen to in the car? [ She steps through the door, trusting that her little helper will close and lock it. ]