The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

The music was stuck on the best of Hanson at the bar tonight. Because someone wasn't just satisfied with tormenting Derek. Oh no, the DJ needed to psychologically break him beyond repair.

But they were out of luck because was screwed up before he even got there. So, nyah.

In the meantime, enjoy the dulcet tones of the Hanson brothers.

[[Thread with Stiles chronologically last!]]

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The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Where the emotionally broken lurked.

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

"How's it going, Der-bear?" Give him his cherry coke now.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"Don't call me that." And look! A cherry coke doth appear!

Derek was whipped.

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

So whipped. "But it's my adorable pet name for you!"

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Stiles had truly trained him well.

"I'll call you moon-pie if you don't stop."

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

"You're no fun," Stiles said before attacking his straw. "You love my pet names for you, I know you do."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"I really, really don't," Derek assured him, rolling his eyes at the assault on that poor straw.

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

Leave his oral fixation alone, Derek. He couldn't help it.

"So how's it feel to not be a teacher anymore?" Stiles asked. "Are you gonna miss the Pinkie Pie hugs?"

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

"We made it through the semester," Jack said, cheerfully enough. "And the moon's not until tomorrow. So I'm counting today as a good day. Hello."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"If I could get drunk, I'd be set," Derek deadpanned.

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

"Mmmm. I probably have a party hat in my bag if that would help you get into the spirit," Jack returned blandly. "But - just an orange soda for me tonight, please."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"I had to duck enough of those this year," Derek replied, pouring him that soda. Pinkie Pie was insidious.

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

"That's what teaching with a pink pony brings you," Jack said, reaching for the glass. "Are you going to keep doing it this summer?"

He admired Derek's spirit on the whole thing.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"No." Oh, Derek. Like you could escape it.

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

Silly, silly Derek.

"Not teaching, or just not with her?" Jack asked. "I put in a class."

Re: The Bar

[locointhecoco]

Their class was over. It was the saddest day ever. Of course Pinkie went to the bar. She slumped over it melodramatically. "And it'll be whole weeks until the summer sessions start!"

The hard knock life of the pink pony.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"You're teaching again?" YOU MEAN 'WE', DEREK.

Re: The Bar

[locointhecoco]

"Well yeah! This semester was so much fun, how could I not sign us up for another class?"

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"...what."

Re: The Bar

[locointhecoco]

"Don't worry, we won't teach Friendship again. It's way too complicated a topic for a summer session." Pinkie was practically vibrating in excitement, just waiting for him to ask.

Ask her, Derek. Ask!

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

HE DIDNT WANT TO. "...what are we teaching?"

Re: The Bar

[locointhecoco]

"Eeeeeeeeee!" Pinkie cried. She lifted a hoof with a pile of fine-grain gold glitter, which she blew into the air and then licked up with one enormous swipe of her tongue. "ARTS AND CRAFTS!" Her mouth was gold and shiny.

That's right. She just ate glitter.

The Lounge/Dance Floor

[justlurkinghere]

Where the emotionally broken danced.

The VIP Area

[justlurkinghere]

Where the emotionally broken sipped True Blood.

OOC

[justlurkinghere]

I can't tell the Hanson brothers apart. Never could. Though that could be due to sheer apathy.