Mooby Land, Monday Afternoon

[justlurkinghere]

Derek had spent too much time on the mainland attempting to find tools to, ah, deal with the problem concerning Peter and his weird resurrection. Which was why he had an ax in a plastic bag.

And for some reason he felt this was a perfectly acceptable thing to bring with him into the restaurant while he waited on his massive food order.

In his defense... there really was no defense for this. But he was waiting patiently for his food. Which was odd because this place wasn't busy. What was the hold up?

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Comments

[robinonadderall]

It was probably right in front of them and they didn't notice because of awkward conversation.

"You do that and my dad will think we eloped."

[justlurkinghere]

...accurate.

"He would not." Because Derek would totally ask permission to propose, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh he would too," Stiles said. "He can be a very suspicious man."

[justlurkinghere]

"I wonder why that is," Derek replied dryly.

[robinonadderall]

"It's a mystery," he said with a shrug. "I think those multiple bags of heart attack inducing food are yours."

[justlurkinghere]

The ones that were now cold? Yes.

"I'm hungry a lot more."

To build up that sexy alpha body.

[robinonadderall]

"Uh huh." You were a pig before, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes. "Order your fries," he snapped, grabbing his bag to go eat and sulk.