[ Maybe the fact that Laura had smiled at him (rather maniacally, in his opinion) when she came around mid-afternoon to ask him if he could pick Talia up after school should've clued him in. Derek had just raised an eyebrow at his sister, though, and confirmed that he could. She'd clapped him on the arm, smiled some more, and then dragged John out of the apartment complex for a day of misadventures, or something. Something to do with looking at houses (haunted, she'd promised). So he passed the time by doing some work in the kitchen, and intermittently texting Stiles despite the fact he knew that he would still be in class for most of the day.
Still, he usually texted back during recess breaks and lunch, so it was worth shooting him a couple of texts in between them.
But then comes the time of going to pick up his niece, and he pockets his phone while making sure nothing is going to catch fire if he leaves. He knows that Talia will wait however long it takes for him to get there with her teacher, but thankfully he doesn't take long to grab his jacket and head out to take the Cruiser to her school.
Where she waits, most patiently, with the best teacher in the world. Rather obliviously, much like both of them. Her mother is pretty scheming, and Derek already hopes she doesn't pick up the habit from Laura. ]
it workscause youre a chef and totally hot and like i didnt tell him ur name for ike a month bc i was like HOT CHEF GUUYYYYS TALKING TO ME AGAINNN it was awesome
I am absolutely not married. I absolutely haven't had a s/o in a couple years, either. The women of my life are my sisters, my niece, and my army of housewives. How would that be less weird?
You absolutely are. x2 Being a nerd isn't bad though. What if we whisper. Stiles, I am whispering. What's the secret?
Is that actually a good idea with how inebriated you are.
[ Derek is, of course, a spoilsport and is going to ask before he starts packing up. (He's going to pretend he's not sliding over to where his jacket and shoes are over by the entry closet.) ]
Are too. You are also incredibly, /incredibly/ drunk right now. But I'm going to come over, and I'm going to make you food. And then I am going to make you go to bed. And you can see if you still want to do that in the morning.
[ It's March, and after a cold winter, Stiles' kids are super antsy. Honestly, they're antsy most of the time, but they behave for Stiles, enough that by storytime, snack time and the bus route, most of them are happy and willing to go out to the carpool lot in a neat, single file order. Some days, he has to chase the kids around.
Today is one of the latter.
So cue one frazzled kindergarten teacher, who scoops up Greenberg's kid (seriously, always) under his arm and deposits him safely in the lap of his father before he can run off and pick dandelions again. Stiles returns to his little outpost with one of his stragglers, who'd told him that her mom was gonna be late today, so he's sitting with Talia and playing Miss Mary Mack with her until her parent rolls up.
And when a FJ Cruiser pulls into the lot and Talia perks up, he definitely lets her win the clapping game and looks over his shoulder. The car's not the usual sleek Camaro belonging to his mom, so he looks at Talia, making sure. ] Is that one for you, kiddo?
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