Fic: Beacon Hills Chuck Wagon
For skargasm Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and Happy Swap of Joy :)
Title: Beacon Hills Chuck Wagon
Author : kitmerlot1213
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Summary: Noah Stilinski, the McCall/Hale pack and Christmas traditions
This is a 340 word Teen Wolf drabble for the Swap of Joy at 1_million_words I never watched the show until I binged-watched all of season one and half of season two--Please enjoy this drabble in the spirit it was intended :):)
At first glance, Derek Hale wouldn’t be any father’s first choice as a mate, potential suitor or even a gentleman caller for their child.
Even before he knew the younger man was a werewolf, Noah Stilinski thought Derek exuded an aura of dangerous recklessness that didn’t bode well for anyone in his life.
But then he saw Derek and Stiles interact and he realized his first instinct was wrong.
Yes, the werewolf was dangerous, but he was also insanely protective of those he cared for and Noah’s son was at the very top of the list of people Derek loved.
“Stiles, I swear, if you mention one more Christmas tradition we have to incorporate into the pack Christmas party, I’m going to lose my mind!”
Noah watched in amusement as Stiles smiled playfully at his mate before speaking as though he hadn’t been interrupted. “So, we’ve already started on making the ginger-werewolf ornaments, the homemade potato and cheese pierogis, rye bread and mushroom soup for our Christmas Eve dinner are warming in the oven and the oplatki aka ‘angel bread’ still needs to be opened.”
Stiles turned a critical eye to the scowling were-Scrooge. “Please tell me you aren’t going to be as grouchy as the year you were disqualified from the Beacon Hills Gingerbread competition because you insisted on making your miniature Alpha pack house out of butterscotch peanut butter brownies?”
Scott decided to unwisely pipe in with his own commentary. “Although it was a stroke of genius to make the walls out of pink coconut macaroons and the floors of pecan pie, you still lost.”
Stiles hid his smile at Derek’s disgruntled warning growl which did nothing to deter Erica, Isaac and Boyd from bringing up the age old argument of “What exactly is the difference between flapjacks, pancakes, johnny cake and griddlecakes?”
Noah shook his head in exasperation. “I think every argument this pack has ever had has somehow revolved around food.”
Every member of the pack simultaneously turned to the Sheriff with identically incredulous expressions. “And?”
Title: Beacon Hills Chuck Wagon
Author : kitmerlot1213
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Summary: Noah Stilinski, the McCall/Hale pack and Christmas traditions
This is a 340 word Teen Wolf drabble for the Swap of Joy at 1_million_words I never watched the show until I binged-watched all of season one and half of season two--Please enjoy this drabble in the spirit it was intended :):)
At first glance, Derek Hale wouldn’t be any father’s first choice as a mate, potential suitor or even a gentleman caller for their child.
Even before he knew the younger man was a werewolf, Noah Stilinski thought Derek exuded an aura of dangerous recklessness that didn’t bode well for anyone in his life.
But then he saw Derek and Stiles interact and he realized his first instinct was wrong.
Yes, the werewolf was dangerous, but he was also insanely protective of those he cared for and Noah’s son was at the very top of the list of people Derek loved.
“Stiles, I swear, if you mention one more Christmas tradition we have to incorporate into the pack Christmas party, I’m going to lose my mind!”
Noah watched in amusement as Stiles smiled playfully at his mate before speaking as though he hadn’t been interrupted. “So, we’ve already started on making the ginger-werewolf ornaments, the homemade potato and cheese pierogis, rye bread and mushroom soup for our Christmas Eve dinner are warming in the oven and the oplatki aka ‘angel bread’ still needs to be opened.”
Stiles turned a critical eye to the scowling were-Scrooge. “Please tell me you aren’t going to be as grouchy as the year you were disqualified from the Beacon Hills Gingerbread competition because you insisted on making your miniature Alpha pack house out of butterscotch peanut butter brownies?”
Scott decided to unwisely pipe in with his own commentary. “Although it was a stroke of genius to make the walls out of pink coconut macaroons and the floors of pecan pie, you still lost.”
Stiles hid his smile at Derek’s disgruntled warning growl which did nothing to deter Erica, Isaac and Boyd from bringing up the age old argument of “What exactly is the difference between flapjacks, pancakes, johnny cake and griddlecakes?”
Noah shook his head in exasperation. “I think every argument this pack has ever had has somehow revolved around food.”
Every member of the pack simultaneously turned to the Sheriff with identically incredulous expressions. “And?”