canon au } { post-514, of bridesmaids' dresses and escape plans

[impetere]

Stiles: [returning home, heading up to his room and he's going to go take a shower. He will toss the keycard to Eichen House on his desk before going to do that]

Cora: [and your girlfriend will crawl in his window and sit on his bed and if he takes too long she might doze off and take a nap because she's apparently part cat]

Stiles: [Cat plus dog equals ferret. He's now dating a ferret. A big, snuggle girl shaped ferret that he smiles at as he comes back into the room towel drying his hair]

Cora: [yep. she's a wereferret. and she's just going to stay there until he wakes her up because she's safe and comfy and warm and the bed is Stiles-smelling]

Stiles: [he will take his time getting into his pajamas and will then sit on the edge of the bed] Move over.

Cora: [she will rouse softly at that, before shifting over to make room for him to slide in next to her] Hi.

Stiles: Hi. [slides in next to her] You have a good day?

Cora: [she shrugs] It was okay. Dawn was looking at bridesmaid dresses.

Stiles: How many did she make you try on?

Cora: Like ... five? But it was mostly for styles, not colors or anything. And she made Buffy do it too.

Stiles: Did she make a choice?

Cora: Not that I know of. But she'll probably make the other bridesmaids try them on too.

Stiles: As long as she doesn't make me try it on. I'm not shaving my legs, even for her.

Cora: No, you will definitely be in a tux.

Stiles: That I can pull off. I mean, you saw it at Prom and all.

Cora: I did. It was very impressive.

Stiles: So I will look just as handsome.

Cora: Good.

Stiles: [he runs his hand along her arm, his smile fading a bit] I saw Lydia today.

Cora: [looks up with a small frown] How is she?

Stiles: She's in there somewhere. But I think they are experimenting on her.

Cora: What?

Stiles: There was this patch of hair gone from her head. Her mother says it's from electro therapy, but she didn't like me talking about it. I... I think she knows more than we think she does.

Cora: So what do you want to do?

Stiles: I talked to Scott. We're going to break her out. He is going to talk to Malia and Liam... and I need to see if you'll help us.

Cora: You even have to ask?

Stiles: Well, you know, strong independent woman. Want to make sure you make your own choices and all.

Cora: It's Lydia.

Stiles: Then you're on board?

Cora: Yeah.

Stiles: Awesome. Because I may have stolen one of the orderlies' key cards today.

Cora: [she laughs] Of course you did.

Stiles: Peter got the layout to the hospital. Kira was getting pictures, and Liam is getting some stuff. We're going to do it, and soon.

Cora: Good. Let me know when and where, I'll be there.

Stiles: Scott's going to let me know. We're meeting at his place sometime tomorrow.

Cora: Sounds good.

Stiles: And then we'll be a pack again.

Cora: Hopefully, yes.

Stiles: You know, I think about Stitch. And how we're a family. Small and broken, but good. In our case, working towards being good, but yeah. Good.

Cora: [she smiles softly at that] Yeah, it is.

Stiles: Well, I can tell you're tired, and I've had a long exhausting day trying to convince Lydia's mom to let me have visitation time. Nap time?

Cora: [she nods as she curls into him] Nap time.

Stiles: [snuggles in and sighs happily] Awesome.

Cora: [and off they will drift into nap time]