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    “I see,” he says softly. There’s a long silence then, where Peter stares at nothing and Stiles mostly manages to release her death-grip on the no-doubt expensive chair she’s sitting in. Just as the quiet becomes unbearable, he speaks again. “You need the protection of a pack, and our help to access the training you need to survive.”

    Having it stated so baldly has her suppressing knee-jerk sarcasm and the urge to walk away. But now isn’t the time to quibble over semantics, so she nods curtly. “In a nutshell.”

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    01 Oct 2018

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    “You’re going through some… changes."

    Stiles looks at his dad from across the dinner table in horror.

    “I happened to notice a spike in my water bill. Maybe from all the sheets you’ve been washing?”

    “Dad, no.”

    Or in which Stiles goes through second puberty, and Peter is a total creep about it.

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    29 Sep 2018

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    Tomas lets a demon in his head, and it gives him what he wants. Marcus and Tomas try to do right by each other in the aftermath, without ever asking each other what "right" is.

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    16 Sep 2018

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    Marcus owned three socks. Correction, in the spirit of accuracy: he owned three nonmatching limb tubes of fabric which slouched onto his feet in a manner that suggested that they might have, in a better life, been socks. They did not have a discernible left or right food designation. They barely held the structure of a heel. They could be, or at least they were, worn on either foot without concern for left or right or up or down. Tomas wondered occasionally if Marcus had ever considered cutting off the toe part entirely, thus removing all obstacles to shoving his foot blindly into whatever he pulled out of his bag first.

    No, Tomas was being unfair. It would be wrong to say that the socks had no structure. By the time Marcus took them off, for instance, they could stand on their own, and they didn’t smell nearly as bad as you would expect, since the first whiff of them conveniently dulled the nose.

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    14 Sep 2018

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    Tomas wakes, and he smiles, and Marcus smiles back, unaware of the weight of it.

    This could be enough, he thinks.

    This could be.

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    13 Sep 2018