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.

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.

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

[justlurkinghere]

"Do you really think I can escape that?"

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

"True," he said with a nod. "I'm glad you've accepted your fate."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"I can kick you out of here." No he couldn't.

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

"I'd like to see you try." He was on to you, Derek.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

He could always hope!

"Really?"

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded. "Go ahead."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

And Derek totally would have. Totally. Except, you know, he no longer had thumbs.

And was tiny.

Also, he was a cat. A very, very angry cat. So...

Re: The Bar

[robinonadderall]

"What." You'd think after this very thing happened to Stiles he'd be less surprised by this, but no. "Derek?"

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Derek meowed angrily, clearly blaming Stiles for his current predicament. Because that totally made sense.

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

[robinonadderall]

"Ohhhh my god." Stiles tried to keep a straight face, he really did. It lasted all of two seconds. "You are adorable! Look at your widdle grumpy face!"

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

He was not adorable! He was manly as hell!

And hissing at Stiles. Yes, even that ended up being kind of adorable.

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."