canon au } { post-5a, of pot brownies and stoner parties

[impetere]

Alex: I'm not gonna lie, I'm probably going to spend most of it stoned.

Stiles: Hey, as long as you have curly fries, I'll tell dad all I saw you with was sugar cigarettes.

Alex: Curly fries and pizza were totally a given.

Stiles: Alright. Crappy sci-fi movies we can make fun of.

Alex: Excellent.

Stiles: [thinks for a moment, then nods] Alright, let's do this.

Alex: [she nods] I'll even do you a favor and make edibles. That way you don't smell like shit going back.

Stiles: That works. i was going to ask how you're keeping the smell at bay anyway. I mean, my girlfriend's got a really good sense of smell and she's not even complaining about it.

Alex: Probably because I see her when I haven't smoked in a while. It is surprisingly hard to find quality grass around here. But my friend gave me a killer recipe for pot brownies, I just haven't had the chance to bake them yet.

Stiles: Do you know if cooking them will stink up the kitchen? [arms crossed]

Alex: [shakes her head] Not like smoking it. It'll be gone by the time Jody gets home.

Stiles: ... Okay. Then let's do this.

Alex: [and she will whip up the brownies while Stiles makes the fast food run, and she is flipping through movies in the living room by the time he gets back. the house smells like brownies, but beyond that nothing obvious] They're cooling. I'll cut them up in another ten minutes or so.

Stiles: Awesome. We can start on these then. [And he will lay out the pizza, fries, and nachos on the table along with a six pack of root beer]

Alex: [mmmm food. She goes to grab a slice of pizza before taking a bite] So, quick actual question - I get not wanting to be caught up in Hurricane Jody, but why hang out with the stoner from Sioux Falls?

Stiles: In case you haven't noticed lately... my friends are in short supply.

Alex: [she nods once, slowly, before shrugging] What about your girlfriend?

Stiles: She's working on a project with her brother and sister. It's a long story.

Alex: That thing with the Winchesters? [she half pays attention when Jody talks. Or maybe she knows enough to know that most things tie back to the Winchesters]

Stiles: Yeah. Her sister is caught up in it too. I was helping but with everything here... I can't focus on everything so I focus on Dad, and she focuses on the Winchesters, we regroup and keep each other going.

Alex: [she nods, halfway through her pizza] Sucks that she's caught in that shit storm.

Stiles: Yeah, well welcome to Beacon Hills. Even the humans get caught up in the supernatural shit eventually.

Alex: Dude, if freaky chimera people are the worst you have to worry about, consider yourself lucky. Dean and Sam ... they're lives are fucked up. And I say this as a person with a pretty fucked up life thus far. Hence, self-medication. [there's a beat as she finishes her slice before getting up] Speaking of.

Stiles: I'll just wait here. [he reached for a fry, but nope, not talking about his void fears. That's only being talked to with Cora]

Alex: [fair enough. She hangs out in the kitchen for a minute as she slices up the brownies before taking the pan and bringing them into the living room and placing them down on the table.] Now we have a party.

Stiles: And we've got time since Jody's shift with my dad doesn't end until six.

Alex: Awesome. [and with that she will grab a brownie to dig in, with the ease of someone who does this ... way too often]

Stiles: [he will watch a moment, debating with himself. His fingers will tap nervously on his knee a moment, eyes flicking from the movie to the brownies]

Alex: [will finish her first and she's already light and lazy. She's going to reach for some of the fries while she lets it sink in before glancing to him] If you want it, take it. I won't tell.

Stiles: No, I don't... [he sighed] I've never... I don't know.

Alex: It's just pot. It's not like you're going to be tripping or anything, it just ... makes you feel fuzzy for a while.

Stiles: Normally I just do alcohol when I want to feel that.

Alex: [she shrugs] I like this better. I don't feel as out of control. Just ... floaty.

Stiles: But it all comes back when you're finished with it.

Alex: And it doesn't when you're drunk?

Stiles: Which is why I haven't done either lately.

Alex: [she shrugs] Suit yourself, dude. Just means more for me.

Stiles: [and he leans back, debating a moment before just reaching forward and grabbing one] One won't hurt.

Alex: [she smirks, before nodding as she reaches for another slice of pizza] Sure.

Stiles: [and he is going to nibble on it, expecting to taste something off, but it's just chocolate] I think I got one that doesn't have anything in it.

Alex: [smirks] Trust me. Its in there.

Stiles: Alright. [and he will just keep eating, and soon he just blinks, feeling that fuzzy feeling] Whoa... huh.

Alex: [laughs as she leans back in the couch] There you go.

Stiles: This is... wow this is weird. [he looks at his hand] It's all floaty.

Alex: [she laughs] That's what I told you.

Stiles: Well, I won't doubt you about this again. [and he's going to grab another one to nibble on again, sinking back into the couch and just letting go for the first time in months that hasn't been around Cora]

Alex: [is more than happy to just kick back with him, watching whatever movie they had on and probably laughing inappropriately whenever there's the opportunity.]

Stiles: [and he is totally making hilarious comments about the back acting and dubbing dialogue when appropriate]

Alex: [yep. silly, goofy fun for all until the brownies are gone and so is most of the food]

Stiles: [and he is totally going to forget he was supposed to go to the hospital at 6 to sit with his dad]

Claire: [whoops. Which is why now it's time for ring ring ring Stiles phone]

Stiles: That's my phone. Where... oh the vibrate setting is awesome. [finds it] Hallo?

Claire: Where are you?

Stiles: I'm home. Hanging out with munchies. Lots of munchies.

Claire: ... Oh my God are you stoned?

Stiles: No. [giggling] No of course not... I... fuck I can't lie like this...

Claire: Jesus, Stiles, you were supposed to be at the hospital an hour ago.

Stiles: I was... what time is it... [and he tries to get up and whoops, back on the couch]

Claire: No, just ... don't. I'll cover with your dad. You can't come in here like that.

Stiles, No, no I can get there... I just... I need to find someone to drive me.... [because he knows not to drive even like this]

Claire: Like who? I'm going to assume that Alex is as stoned as you are.

Stiles: You'd be right. She's a good baker.

Claire: [sighs, running a hand over her face] Just ... don't worry about it, Stiles, okay? I'll stay with him. Don't show up until you're sober.

Stiles: Just don't... don't tell him okay? Tell him I'm sick or something.

Claire: Yeah, sure. I'll do that.

Stiles: Thank you, thank you Claire. You're awesome.

Claire: Just sleep it off, okay? And make sure you get here tomorrow.

Stiles: Bright and early.

Claire: Good. [And with that she will hang up and go back to waiting with the sheriff]

Stiles: [and he will hang out and laugh] My dad is going to kill me.

Alex: [lifts up her head, just barely] He'll get over it.

Stiles: Yeah... but I... I never did this. Drugs. I did the whole never do drugs promise.

Alex: [snorts] Sorry. I must have skipped that one with all my not going to school.

Stiles: [looks at her] You know, you got a chance now. I mean, to like... be semi normal

Alex: But I'm not fucking normal. And I never will be. I can try and pretend all I want but that won't erase the fact that I was a vampire honeypot for most of my life and got a whole lot of people turned into vamp food.

Stiles: No, you can't. And that's a crazy life you got. But you know one of the girls I know spent like, eight years of her life as a coyote. A fucken coyote, man. And she's trying - she's not letting the crap in her past from keeping her from living.

Alex: [she makes a face at that] Look, the only time I feel like the world isn't going to come caving in on me is when I'm stoned. I suck at school and I don't really feel highly motivated to change that. Jody is great but .... a really twisted part of me still misses the nest.

Stiles: You miss the people being like family... or you miss what you did?

Alex: The first part. Which makes no sense because they treated me like shit on a good day, but ... I don't even remember my first family.

Stiles: So you just need a new pack. I'd offer you mine but I already fucked up there so... [blinks] But I could introduce you to a few of them.

Alex: [she sighs] Right now, I don't want that. I don't want anything. I just want to ... not think.

Stiles: Well... when you do... let me know. Cause having friends is a good thing. Though they probably won't be doing this with you.

Alex: [she laughs] Their loss.

Stiles: Yeah. I shoulda.... I should probably brush my teeth or something... before Cora comes over.

Alex: Okay. I'm gonna take a nap.

Stiles: All right. [pulls himself up, looking at the mess. eh, they will clean up later. he's going to go upstairs, totally intending on that teeth brushing... but he may just go face first into bed]

Alex: [and Alex is just going to stretch out on the couch and pass the hell out]

Stiles: [yup. Cora will find the house full of people sleeping off pot brownies]

Cora: [Yep, and she will be very confused, but is just going to climb into bed with Stiles]

Stiles: [and he will curl into his nice, warm girlfriend]

Cora: [mmmm snuggles]

Stiles: You’re pretty. [blinking awake]

Cora: [stirs a bit and looks up at him] What?

Stiles: You're very pretty.

Cora: Thank you.

Stiles: I love you.

Cora: I love you too.

Stiles: [snuggles more]

Cora: [sighs as she stays close] You okay?

Stiles: I'm fine. Totally fine.

Cora: You sure?

Stiles: Totally.

Cora: Okay. [shifts to let her head rest against his shoulder] Was that Alex downstairs?

Stiles: Yup.

Cora: I didn't know you guys were hanging out.

Stiles: She just... she just needs friends.

Cora: No, I think it's good. Especially since Jody and your dad are close.

Stiles: Yeah. And Claire’s with dad tonight.

Cora: Good. You needed a night off.

Stiles: Totally. Just needed to relax.

Cora: [she nods] I'm glad you had a good night.

Stiles: Mmhmm [and he's going to kiss her, not thinking about his breath at all]

Cora: [hums as she kisses him back, but ... huh. that's weird]

Stiles: Wha?

Cora: [pulls back and glances up at him] Did you eat something weird?

Stiles: Oh shit you can still smell that?

Cora: [she shakes her head] I could taste it.

Stiles: Oh. Um... sorry?

Cora: No, it's fine. I just wasn't expecting it.

Stiles: You can't get high, right?

Cora: No? My body metabolizes it too quickly.

Stiles: Well... I may have gotten a little high.

Cora: [her eyes widen a bit] Pot?

Stiles: [nods] Yeah.

Cora: Are you okay?

Stiles: Oh yeah. Just sleepy.

Cora: Okay. [part of her his worrying, but it's just pot. he should be okay]

Stiles: I'm just sleepy now.

Cora: Then go to sleep. We can talk in the morning.

Stiles: Okay. [and he is just going to snuggle up more. Snuggly high boyfriend is ultra snuggly]

Cora: [that's okay, she's cool with the snuggling and will probably pass out herself because she had a long day]