Streets of Fandom | Sunday Morning

[robinonadderall]

Pregnancy was a very tough thing. You had to pee all the time, the pillow kept falling out of your shirt--er, you had weird cravings. Yes, totally weird cravings. Which is why Stiles had left the safety of his mate's mansion of evil to go to grab a pastry. And grab one he did!

Now he was walking back home, danish in one hand and the other cradling his cubs protectively.

[So open, just forgive any SP when work gets nuts]

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[throughaphase]

Katherine had been wandering around, looking lost and beautiful and trying to figure out just how she could ever get Derek to release his grip on her. Didn't he see, she didn't want to be part of any mafia, let alone a werewolf one!

When she passed Stiles, she slowed to a stop. "Oh. It's you."

Maybe he could help her!

[robinonadderall]

"Oh, hello!" Stiles was always happy to see the strange people that were always hanging around Derek's office. "You look very lost and beautiful."

[throughaphase]

"Thank you," Katherine said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "You're Derek's... friend, aren't you?"

[robinonadderall]

"Mate," Stiles corrected, rubbing his stomach. "He's my mate."

Whatever that meant.

[throughaphase]

"Right, mate," Katherine corrected. Whatever that meant. "I was hoping maybe you could help me."

[robinonadderall]

"With what?" Stiles asked. "Derek doesn't really like me talking with his co-workers."

Because they might slip they all belong to the mafia.

[throughaphase]

"It's just... I don't like what he makes me do," Katherine said, eyes welling up with tears.

Not glycerin.

[robinonadderall]

"...throw parties?" Yeah, Stiles had no idea what Derek did for a living.

[throughaphase]

"I'm a simple Aztec princess turned supermodel. I've never thrown a party in my life," Katherine said.

Apparently those things meant you could never throw parties? Who knew.

[so_hawkward]

Clint... had no idea what was happening this weekend, but after listening to the radio, he was just going to go with it. Thankfully, he was pretty good at keeping a straight face, so he wasn't cracking up too much after coming out of the Perk. It had taken him forever to get his coffee with the baristas not actually talking, but it had been worth it to watch.

[robinonadderall]

Don't you mock him, Clint! Especially after his pillow almost fell to the ground and he had to stuff it up his shirt again. His poor cubs.

[so_hawkward]

Oh wow. Was this amazing? Horrible? Horrimazing? "Uh, hey Stiles," Clint said slowly. "How are you, uh... how's it going?"

[robinonadderall]

"Well my feet hurt, I have to pee all the time and the morning sickness is terrible." He had no morning sickness. He had none of these symptoms. "But it'll be worth it in the end."

[so_hawkward]

"Oh? What's going to happen in the end?" Sure, he had an idea of where this was going, but he'd learned not to assume.

[robinonadderall]

"Well I'm going to have babies, of course." Duh, Clint. Duh. "Derek thinks there'll be at least three cubs."

[so_hawkward]

Okay, yeah, Clint was going to stick with 'amazing' since there was the pillow and all, because seriously, cubs. "I'm glad you're doing okay, all things considered," he said, trying to sound supportive. "Have you two decided on names yet?"

[robinonadderall]

"Derek said we can name them all after my mother," Stiles said, sighing happily. "He's such a good mate. That's why it's completely ridiculous when people say he kills people for a living."

[so_hawkward]

Clint was so glad everyone was clearly crazy so he didn't actually have to hurt Derek. Probably. "You don't think there's any truth to that? I mean, if a lot of people say it..."

[throughaphase]

Katherine Pryde, Aztec princess, supermodel, part of the werewolf mafia, and victim extraordinaire, looked beautifully sad as she ran towards Clint. "There you are!" she said, sadly.

[so_hawkward]

"Yeeeah, here I am," Clint said, trying to sound like he'd been looking for her. "Are you okay?"

[throughaphase]

"It's just been so difficult," she said, clinging to him but turning her head so that the camera could see her face.

[so_hawkward]

"Um, what's been difficult?" Clint said, patting her back comfortingly.

[throughaphase]

Katherine sighed, looking up at him tearfully. "Try as I might, I just can't free myself from the werewolf mafia! It's getting in the way of my supermodel career, among other reasons!"

[so_hawkward]

"The werewolf mafia? Uh, is a terrible problem, yeah," Clint said quickly. "I'm so sorry. I know how important your modeling career is." He was getting so, so many boyfriend points for this. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

[throughaphase]

"Take me away from all this," Katherine said so quickly it was almost like it was scripted or something. "Let's run away. My connections as an Aztec princess should get us far."