Save Them All: Stiles Stilinski's Rebirth

""Hey"

Scott pushes his way past me looking desperately unhappy as he stepped into the house.

Moving swiftly into the living room.

"Why do you look like somebody just drop kicked a puppy in front of you?"

He winces at my words, as I seemingly hit a nerve I didn't know he had. Slumping on the couch he exhales, "I might have… messed up."

Allison and I, immediately perk up.

"What did you ?" We both as simultaneously

"I was…uhm… ballsy enough to try mouthing off to Lydia only to get reamed for it" He exhales clearly with a clear wave of frustration.

"That's what you'd expect when you deal with a girl with a 167 IQ."

Scott looks slightly betrayed by my comment, "I was defending you Jackass!"

Allison too slaps me in the back as punishment for being insensitive. But what did you expect? In a battle between my wife and my friends. My wife is right 100/100 times. Even when she's wrong. if I didn't get that through my head early. I would never lasted long.

Pretending to squirm at Allison's ȧssault, I grimace " So what happened?"

"Why did you have to such a Lydia maniac. How do you even know her favourite pizza toppings." He gives me a look as If I somehow wronged him,

"She … called you a stalker, you know. And even I must admit. It's kinda scary how much you know about a girl to you haven't spoken to since middle school. And even the you could bȧrėly hold a conversation"

"Since when did you get so opinionated? You better join the debate team this year, might just win our school some prize money" I shake my head surprised by his mouthy-ness today.

"See!" He exclaims, clearing his throat,

"You guys are really perfect for each other. Are all geniuses ȧssholes?" He scowls as he looks to Allison for confirmation, or back up.

"Not sure, if I can speak on behalf of Mensa. But high schoolers tend to dɨċkish in general. Although I have to agree with you. Stiles and Lydia are definitely in the top 1%" She says with some confidence. As I'm about to retort, she cuts me off teasingly using my own words against " It's a compliment. I promise."

Hmph.

"Well you suck at giving compliment's. Argent"

"Anyway what did you say after she called me a stalker. You better not have mentioned my undying love and devotion to strawberry blonde goddess who gives purpose to my life. Because if you did …"

"He would totally look like a stalker" Allison finishes my sentence

Surprised by the fact that we are on the same wavelength, I give her a special high five that I taught her earlier. Missing up top but connecting down low. While not looking. It's pretty cool. If you ask me.

A/N: It's not really though.

Seeing this Scott sourly says "You… Two? How… does she know our thing?"

"Weird time to get jealous Scotty boy. Continue the story"

He looks like he wants to say more but our bffnisms, inform him that I don't care about anything else. Rubbing his hands like a kindergartner who was called to the principles office, he speaks slowly

"So I snapped and told her that you weren't, and that maybe she needed to hang out with better people. I called Jackson a dog…. She just laughed and told me without telling me that I was the one acting like a dog"

"Can you blame her? I mean look at your haircut. Do you need me to get you a collar for your birthday?"

He snarls, "You guys really are perfect for one another." He's nodding his head in a condescending manner, "I can't believe you even say the same things… And you don't have the right to speak about haircuts. I mean with your.."

Just as he is about to comment on my buzzcut which I sported for the most of my youth her looks up and notices that I've let it grow out recently. It's still not quite medium length but its fuller and really adds to my overall attractiveness as it's in type of angular fringe.

"You grew out your hair!?" He shouts surprised

"Yeah… Geez you don't have to get that excited"

"But you… never change…" He pauses "Actually. You've changed a lot huh." I see him recline back a bit. I know that feeling. It's how I felt when Scott first became Alpha and I was relegated to the side-lines. It's a feeling one only gets when you see those around you all grow up into better people while you are standing still in time.

Grabbing him by his shoulders, I force him to look at me "No matter how much the container has changed. We will always be your brothers. You know that right."

He nods as his complexion regains a bit of color, "I'm really sorry about Lydia though. I feel like an ȧss. I let my temper get the better of me. And made both of us look like morons in front of her"

"Nah. You really didn't do any major damage. In fact I should be thanking you."

"What do you mean?" looking slightly lost he asks

"You really don't know Lydia Martin, do you?"

"And you do?" Scotty boy fires back sharply

"Obviously…. I'm her #1 stalker!" I reply with the happiest of expressions. I swear someone

would think I just won the lotto. Allison and Scott just watch on as I can see that in their the both of them thinking the same thing. The both can't bear to look at the cringe inducing figure any longer.

'He's just a..... love struck idiot'