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The Perk | Thursday Afternoon

Nothing helped with Druid-y research like a giant cups of coffee given to you by a creepy barista and a danish the size of your face. If he had been researching something else his order might have been a bit different. Like vampires would be espresso and cake pops. But since it was Druids, giant coffees and danishes were it.

He hoped the librarian wouldn't mind bits of flaky pastry in the books. It could be snacks for the next person who checked it out!

[I have a few hours before work so, sure, open before I get my SP on]

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A redheaded girl a bit younger than Stiles came rushing up to him like he was her long-lost best friend. (Only without the proposal of sexing in the wine cellar.)

"No way," Kelsi said. "I mean, I wanted to meet you while I was here, but I didn't think I actually would. This is so, so, so, amazing."

Nobody in their right mind would actually want to meet Stiles or think meeting him was amazing so naturally he thought Kelsi was talking to somebody else. He turned around to see if there was a more interesting person behind him but...nope.

He gave Kelsi a confused looked and pointed at himself in a "Who, me?" gesture. He would have said it but his mouth was filled. With danish, pervert.

It was okay. Kelsi wasn't in her right mind.

She took the gesture as an invitation and sat in another chair at Stiles' table.

"It's so weird I met you here because my best fic ever was you and Derk working together at the Perk," she burbled. "You're totally my favorite pairing right now, even if you need to make out, like, way more."

Stiles made a weird choking noise and his only survival options were to spit the danish out or chew frantically to swallow it. Naturally he went with the second option since it'd be sad to waste a pastry.

After he narrowly avoided death he replied to Kelsi with a squeaky sounding, "Excuse me?"

"Oh, right, gosh, I mean, only if it serves the story," Kelsi prattled, mistaking the reason for his concern. "I'm not one of those fangirls who wants to see guys kiss just to see guys kiss. But you have such a bond."

Spoiler: She was totally one of those fangirls.

She added, "Was it rude to sit down with you? I can let you eat or whatever, I just ... wanted you to know how important you are to me."

"I'm just really confused right now." So, so confused.

"Okay ..." Kelsi said carefully, sounding a bit deflated. It was like he didn't appreciate her love. "I'm Kelsi. My friends and I are really huge Gremlins, so we took a road trip to see the set. And I've just been kind of walking around saying hi to people. So" -- she waved a little -- "hi."

"Hello," he said, offering a little wave back. Wait--what the hell? "You don't look like a gremlin."

Kelsi shook her head, blushing a tiny bit. (His eyes were so pretty up close.)

"It's what the Fandom High people on Tumblr call ourselves," she explained. "Cute, right? Like how Lady Gaga calls her fans Monsters?"

"We have Tumblr fans?" he asked. "How?"

Kelsi pursed her lips. "I'm not great at the history stuff," she admitted. "But I think it's a pretty old fandom? Like, there's a ton of Arthur/Merlin stuff in the tags and they haven't been around in foreeeeeever. You don't read it at all?"

"I didn't even know it existed," he said honestly. "I just--I wasn't aware people were actually, uh, paying attention to all that. I didn't even know it was possible."

He was gonna go curl up and die now. So embarrassing.

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"Oh, yeah, you're totally famous," Kelsi said, oblivious to his embarrassment. "I can show you if you want. I have the Sterek tag bookmarked on my phone."

"Sterek?" Oh god, Stiles, don't.

"Stiles plus Derek?" Kelsi said slowly, as if she thought Stiles really shouldn't have needed to ask. "Some people use WolfBoy, but I think that's kinda speciesist."

"Um." How was this even his life? "We're not like that. There's no plus'ing with us."

Okay, even if he was ready to acknowledge the fact that he had thought about Stiles plus Derek (and he so wasn't ready) he most certainly would not let a teenage creeper be the first to know that information.

"Right," Kelsi said dubiously, and looked at her buzzing phone. "Oh, hey, my friend says to ask you (http://fh-im.livejournal.com/9843.html?thread=597363#t597363) what Stiles' real name is. If it's not a spoiler."

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"Um it's totally a spoiler," Stiles lied. "You won't get to know until...the finale."

It will be written on his gravestone.

Kelsi nodded, tried to wink. "No problem. I would say I can't wait but I never want you to have a finale, ever."

"I feel the same way." Probably because a finale resulted in his death. "I'm flattered that you're a fan. I think. You a fan of anybody else?"

"Derek," Kelsi said definitively, because duh. "Jim Kirk, Cade, Ben and Ender, Kitty, Atton ... and Mike seems so incredibly sweet, I even ship Derek with him a teeeeeny bit. No offense."

"Why would I be offended?" he asked. "That'd be hot."

Stiles. Stiles please.

"I know, right?" Kelsi agreed, then lowered her voice and bent toward Stiles. "There's this one fic where Mike has a construction accident and Derek nurses him back to health and -- my ovaries pretty much exploded reading it."

"That's really graphic imagery." Well she was a writer, Stiles. It was her craft.

"... it kind of is," Kelsi said, burying her face in her hands. "Sorry. People say it so much online I sort of forget what it's literally saying." A pause. "Nothing on me actually exploded. Promise."

"Thank god for that," he said, offering a smile. Hey he was an Internet dwelling, WoW playing fanboy himself so he understood. "Just a suggestion? Derek really doesn't understand that sort of stuff so you might want to tread lightly around him."

For a moment, Kelsi looked blank. Then it clicked.

"You mean he might freak out if I interrupt his process or whatever?" she asked. "Okay, yeah, I can leave him alone. But don't tell Nonny that, she'd totally go out of her way to freak him out on purpose."

"What the hell is a Nonny?" he asked.

"She's this girl who came with my group," Kelsi explained. "I mean, we're friends, and she's pretty much awesome, but she totally likes doing stuff just to get a reaction."

"So there's a group of you guys here to--" How to word this nicely... "--show your enthusiasm for your favorite...characters. From a story or show or whatever you think this is. Wait, did any of you cosplay?"

"Not that I saw today, but I bet Astrid packed her sexy Derek look," Kelsi said thoughtfully. Because that wasn't horrifying at all. "And yeah, we all know each other on Tumblr and the road trip just sort of came together. But I'm surprised you guys don't get fans of the show all the time. You don't have guards or anything."

Edited 2013-07-25 21:00 (UTC)

Don't ask what a sexy Derek look is, don't ask what a sexy Derek look is...

"No offense but I don't find you exceptionally threatening." This was probably because she wasn't the one that brought up mpreg.

"Oh, no, totally not," Kelsi agreed. "But some people are scary."

As opposed to the girl who had gone halfway across the country with people she didn't know just to see Fandom. Yes.

"I'll keep that in mind," Stiles said. "I guess it would be scary if people went to extreme measures to make this Sterek thing happen...I can't believe we have a Brangelina smush name."

Kelsi smiled. "Are you gonna tell him at least that part?"

"Only if I want him to freak out on me and run," Stiles said. "He's really not good at handling that stuff. I assume you know what happened after the whole class reunion thing."

Attempted naked fleeing because the thought of being with Stiles was just that unappealing. Still an ego crusher for Stiles.

"Oh god I felt so bad for you," Kelsi said instantly. "The parts where you were older were, like, superromantic and then when you were back to normal he just turned into a total ass. I was really mad about it. People were talking boycott."

"That's actually pretty flattering? In a really strange way," he said. "This whole thing is weird. But harmless, I guess."

Oh just wait until tomorrow.

"We're just really excited to be here," Kelsi said. "Oh, can I take your picture? And then I wanna go buy coffee. We can really buy coffee here, right?"

She hoped so. The barista on duty was the cute one.

"Uh yeah of course you can buy coffee here," Stiles said. "I guess a picture is fine too though I don't really know why you'd want one."

"Because -- you're STILES," Kelsi said, in caps you could hear. "And you're really funny and smart and your eyes are amazing, and you just talked to me like it was a normal conversation for like 10 minutes, which rocked."

A pause. "And also so I can convince Tumblr I really came here and met you. 'Cause people are gonna say we're lying."

Yeah it had been a normal conversation until three seconds ago.

"Well if it's to convince Tumblr," he said, using his fingers to fluff up his hair. "Okay, I think I'm photo ready."

Yeah, Kelsi could only feign sanity for so long.

"You are so cute with the longer hair," Kelsi told him, and clicked the picture. It was a tiny bit out of focus because she was vibrating with excitement now. "Okay, thanks."

"No problem." He carefully did not say 'any time' because he did have some sort of sense of self-preservation.

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