"Danny can get away with the Hot Girl dance. I look stupid if I just stand there and sway." Stiles sulked.
"I don't know why you picked me for help," Scott said. "It's not like dancing comes included with the werewolf package."
"I bet Peter's having a ball," Stiles said darkly, slotting his arms around Scott's waist. "This is all his fault."
Scott didn't ask why. Alpha pack? Peter's fault. Fairies? Peter's fault. Global warming? Peter's fault.
"So, do I lead because I'm the werewolf, or you because you're taller?"
"Just don't trip," Stiles said, moving them to the left.