Fic: How on Earth? (Derek/Stiles)
Author: hellbells101
Title: How on Earth?
Rating: Nc-13
Pairing/s: Derek/Stiles
Character/s: Derek, Stiles, OC, Pack
Summary: Derek heard the laughter and went to investigate. He had no idea what his mate could have done to have his grandfather subject him to this punishment?
Warnings: Temporary Gender change.
Submission Type: ficlet
Word Count: 570
Prompt: Laughter
Author's Notes: Part of the When you Howl 'verse.
Prompt: Laughter
Derek had at one point felt that he would never laugh again. Just after the fire - he thought he would drown in all the bitter emotions of guilt, and recriminations. Not anymore - he had a mate, a daughter and an entire pack that would not let him brood. He could honestly so that the truly dark days were now few and far between.
He heard the raucous laughter outside and went out to investigate. Little Talia bounded over hugging his knees, “Daddy. You should come Paw-paw is here and he has turned Papa into a lady.”
Huh. That was new. He wondered what Stiles could have done to his grandfather to irritate him enough to enact that style of retribution. He would love Stiles no matter what but he was curious. He stopped short seeing his mate. He was never one to get tied up by gender and as it turns out Stiles was breath-taking no matter what form he took. In truth he wasn’t too much different just a softening of the facial features and a tapering of his silhouette.
Derek smirked, “When you apologize he will reverse it?”
Stiles was pouting which did nothing to relieve the arousal, “It is true though.”
Derek was probably going to regret this as he turned to ask his second, “Brian what did he say?”
“Faeries were too pretty to be real and that ...”
Stiles guffawed, “Hey genetically they rock out ... It is not like I’m lying!”
Derek did roll his eyes at that. A side-effect of being Fae, even part Fae, was that they did not lie, but they did learn very quickly how to bend and prevaricate the truth.
Stiles was related to not just any old Fae. He was Royal and as such was held to certain behaviours. Once he’d met his grandfather Stiles was schooled on what to expect. He had certainly never expected to have his behaviour corrected through inventive magic spells of course. It had provided no source of amusement for the Sheriff. Derek was kind enough not to mention this and his mate would owe him huge. “I’m sure that Stiles deserves it. However his father will not like being reminded of Claudia in such a startling way.”
Stiles turned around pleading, “He is right I will gladly spend a week as a woman, just don’t let my Dad see me like this.”
His grandfather was not a cold man and could see that his family had a point but Stiles would be bound by the promise. “You will spend one week as a woman or until I deem you have learnt your lesson.”
Stiles nodded eager to agree. He felt his body change and set off another round of laughter as he vigorously checked to make sure that all the changes had been reversed.
The pack knew it was not over though as a promise was a promise. They couldn’t wait for the week where he was a chick. They could get back so many digs that had been made to them. Although they hadn’t thought it through entirely; they had all smelt Derek’s arousal and that had just been present in standing by him for a few minutes. What would they be like when they had to deal with it a week.
I’ll give you hint three months later they would be welcoming a new pack member.
Authors Note 2: I'm debating on whether to write a 7 chaptered story which will chronicle said week. Thoughts?
Title: How on Earth?
Rating: Nc-13
Pairing/s: Derek/Stiles
Character/s: Derek, Stiles, OC, Pack
Summary: Derek heard the laughter and went to investigate. He had no idea what his mate could have done to have his grandfather subject him to this punishment?
Warnings: Temporary Gender change.
Submission Type: ficlet
Word Count: 570
Prompt: Laughter
Author's Notes: Part of the When you Howl 'verse.
Prompt: Laughter
Derek had at one point felt that he would never laugh again. Just after the fire - he thought he would drown in all the bitter emotions of guilt, and recriminations. Not anymore - he had a mate, a daughter and an entire pack that would not let him brood. He could honestly so that the truly dark days were now few and far between.
He heard the raucous laughter outside and went out to investigate. Little Talia bounded over hugging his knees, “Daddy. You should come Paw-paw is here and he has turned Papa into a lady.”
Huh. That was new. He wondered what Stiles could have done to his grandfather to irritate him enough to enact that style of retribution. He would love Stiles no matter what but he was curious. He stopped short seeing his mate. He was never one to get tied up by gender and as it turns out Stiles was breath-taking no matter what form he took. In truth he wasn’t too much different just a softening of the facial features and a tapering of his silhouette.
Derek smirked, “When you apologize he will reverse it?”
Stiles was pouting which did nothing to relieve the arousal, “It is true though.”
Derek was probably going to regret this as he turned to ask his second, “Brian what did he say?”
“Faeries were too pretty to be real and that ...”
Stiles guffawed, “Hey genetically they rock out ... It is not like I’m lying!”
Derek did roll his eyes at that. A side-effect of being Fae, even part Fae, was that they did not lie, but they did learn very quickly how to bend and prevaricate the truth.
Stiles was related to not just any old Fae. He was Royal and as such was held to certain behaviours. Once he’d met his grandfather Stiles was schooled on what to expect. He had certainly never expected to have his behaviour corrected through inventive magic spells of course. It had provided no source of amusement for the Sheriff. Derek was kind enough not to mention this and his mate would owe him huge. “I’m sure that Stiles deserves it. However his father will not like being reminded of Claudia in such a startling way.”
Stiles turned around pleading, “He is right I will gladly spend a week as a woman, just don’t let my Dad see me like this.”
His grandfather was not a cold man and could see that his family had a point but Stiles would be bound by the promise. “You will spend one week as a woman or until I deem you have learnt your lesson.”
Stiles nodded eager to agree. He felt his body change and set off another round of laughter as he vigorously checked to make sure that all the changes had been reversed.
The pack knew it was not over though as a promise was a promise. They couldn’t wait for the week where he was a chick. They could get back so many digs that had been made to them. Although they hadn’t thought it through entirely; they had all smelt Derek’s arousal and that had just been present in standing by him for a few minutes. What would they be like when they had to deal with it a week.
I’ll give you hint three months later they would be welcoming a new pack member.
Authors Note 2: I'm debating on whether to write a 7 chaptered story which will chronicle said week. Thoughts?