Ficlet: What did I do with my keys? || G
Author: goddess47
Title: What did I do with my keys?
Rating: G
Character/s: Stiles, Derek
Summary: "Why is the vault under the high school?"
Warnings: Minor spoiler for current season
Content Notes: Post series
Submission Type: ficlet
Word Count: 425
Prompt: #98 - locked out; #205 - amnesty
Author's Notes: Part 3 of the Vault series
"Who had the bright idea to put the entrance to the vault under the high school, anyway?" Stiles demanded.
He stood with Derek in front of the sign for the high school, where the entrance was. It was the middle of the night, since this was such an open place. Even with the Christmas break, there were sports teams practicing, clubs meeting and just general traffic that made it difficult to use the entrance during waking hours.
"I think part of it was to make you have to think first," Derek said, frowning as he remembered a snatch of conversation among the adults that had been in his life. "Unless it was a dire emergency, you had to make a plan to access the vault when you wouldn't be seen."
"But... the high school?" Stiles persisted.
Derek shrugged. "The vault was here first," he said. "The high school was built a long time after the vault was established."
"And -- let me guess -- there were folk in the know who were part of the construction of the high school," Stiles said.
"That I don't know, but I would assume," Derek replied with a shrug. "Before my time."
"I know, I know," Stiles admitted. "Just... it's weird."
Derek revealed the keypad and entered his code.
Nothing happened.
Derek took a breath and entered his code again. Slowly and deliberately, so that he was sure which buttons he pressed.
Nothing.
"Don't tell me you're locked out!" Stile exclaimed.
Derek sighed.
"Peter had to have changed the code," Derek said. "At least, I hope that's what he did. He has the master code and can do that sort of thing."
"Now that we fixed the tunnels, this is really the only way in," Stiles pointed out the obvious.
"I know that." Derek ground his teeth.
Stiles put a hand on Derek's arm. "Sorry... you know me."
Derek let out a breath. He did know Stiles. Which is why he had wanted to get into the vault.
"I'll have to ask Peter if he set up a new code for me," Derek admitted. He hesitated. "Probably makes sense, since I showed Kate how to..."
"I can text him!" Stiles offered, digging his phone out of his pocket.
"Why do you have Peter's number?" Derek was honestly curious.
Stiles blushed. "After being in Hell together, and he helped us get away from the Hunt, figured he could... use a friend."
Derek looked at Stiles. "Thank you."
"So?" He waggled the phone.
"Sure, see if he'll tell you," Derek decided.
Title: What did I do with my keys?
Rating: G
Character/s: Stiles, Derek
Summary: "Why is the vault under the high school?"
Warnings: Minor spoiler for current season
Content Notes: Post series
Submission Type: ficlet
Word Count: 425
Prompt: #98 - locked out; #205 - amnesty
Author's Notes: Part 3 of the Vault series
"Who had the bright idea to put the entrance to the vault under the high school, anyway?" Stiles demanded.
He stood with Derek in front of the sign for the high school, where the entrance was. It was the middle of the night, since this was such an open place. Even with the Christmas break, there were sports teams practicing, clubs meeting and just general traffic that made it difficult to use the entrance during waking hours.
"I think part of it was to make you have to think first," Derek said, frowning as he remembered a snatch of conversation among the adults that had been in his life. "Unless it was a dire emergency, you had to make a plan to access the vault when you wouldn't be seen."
"But... the high school?" Stiles persisted.
Derek shrugged. "The vault was here first," he said. "The high school was built a long time after the vault was established."
"And -- let me guess -- there were folk in the know who were part of the construction of the high school," Stiles said.
"That I don't know, but I would assume," Derek replied with a shrug. "Before my time."
"I know, I know," Stiles admitted. "Just... it's weird."
Derek revealed the keypad and entered his code.
Nothing happened.
Derek took a breath and entered his code again. Slowly and deliberately, so that he was sure which buttons he pressed.
Nothing.
"Don't tell me you're locked out!" Stile exclaimed.
Derek sighed.
"Peter had to have changed the code," Derek said. "At least, I hope that's what he did. He has the master code and can do that sort of thing."
"Now that we fixed the tunnels, this is really the only way in," Stiles pointed out the obvious.
"I know that." Derek ground his teeth.
Stiles put a hand on Derek's arm. "Sorry... you know me."
Derek let out a breath. He did know Stiles. Which is why he had wanted to get into the vault.
"I'll have to ask Peter if he set up a new code for me," Derek admitted. He hesitated. "Probably makes sense, since I showed Kate how to..."
"I can text him!" Stiles offered, digging his phone out of his pocket.
"Why do you have Peter's number?" Derek was honestly curious.
Stiles blushed. "After being in Hell together, and he helped us get away from the Hunt, figured he could... use a friend."
Derek looked at Stiles. "Thank you."
"So?" He waggled the phone.
"Sure, see if he'll tell you," Derek decided.