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[#052] You Never Go Far on the Easy Way (Teen Wolf)
Theme Prompt: #052 - Voluntold
Title: You Never Go Far on the Easy Way
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 546
Summary: Lydia decides to pull an audible on the plan.
All eyes turn to Lydia, who is sitting on the edge of the group, filing her nails.
It takes her a moment to look up at the rest of the pack, entirely focused on the matter at hand. Her thumb runs over the edges to test for rough patches before she finally glances over, raising her eyebrow back at them.
“What?”
They glance at each other, trying to decide who’s going to bite the bullet and ask her before Stiles rolls his eyes and steps up. “We need you to throw another party.”
Lydia considers, then shrugs. “No.”
Stiles sputters in surprise. “No?!”
“No.”
“It was not a request, Lydia.”
“Mmmm. And why is that exactly?” She doesn’t bother to wait for the answer. Instead, she rises, making her way back towards the high school. Stiles’ jaw drops as he stares at her back before making a strangling motion with his hands and chasing after her.
“Because. You throw the best parties.”
“No. I mean, why is it not a request?”
There’s a beat of silence as Stiles falls in step next to her. “Because you said you wanted to help with the plan?”
“I don’t think that’s what I said. I simply asked if you had a plan to deal with Beacon Hills' latest catastrophe. You’re the one who automatically volunteered me for something without asking my opinion on the matter.”
“… Yeah, but that’s how things normally go? We decide we need to do something; I tell you what to do, you do it.”
“Yeah, and why is that, exactly? You don’t see me walking around dictating the course of your life, do you, Stiles?” She pauses at her locker and flips easily through the combination. “Or have you given up on believing that anyone else has any common sense in the face of disaster.”
Stiles grits his teeth before stopping and leaning against the locker. “Lydia.”
“Stiles.”
He huffs. “Lydia, will you please throw a party tonight to distract from whatever disastrous thing happens to be happening in Beacon Hills tonight?”
Lydia considers in silence, tapping her finger against her chin, before shaking her head again. “Still, no.”
Stiles turns away from her, making a fist and shaking it in the air before turning back to her. “Why not?”
“Because I may throw the best parties in Beacon Hills, but even I can’t turn one around on such short notice.”
“How hard can it be? Get some pizza, get some booze, play some music. Done.”
Lydia rolls her eyes, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she closes her locker door. “Also, I have a better idea.”
“A better idea? I come up with the ideas.”
Stiles watches as Lydia walks away, and when she doesn’t respond, he stumbles after her.
“I’m the idea guy, Lydia. What do you mean you have an idea?”
Scott comes up behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder and slowing him down just slightly. “What did she say?”
“She says … she has a plan.” Stiles glances back at his friend. “Is she allowed to make up plans? That’s my job, Scott.”
Scott shakes his head before leaving his friend off to class with a smile. “I think this time, we’ll let her run with it.”
Title: You Never Go Far on the Easy Way
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 546
Summary: Lydia decides to pull an audible on the plan.
All eyes turn to Lydia, who is sitting on the edge of the group, filing her nails.
It takes her a moment to look up at the rest of the pack, entirely focused on the matter at hand. Her thumb runs over the edges to test for rough patches before she finally glances over, raising her eyebrow back at them.
“What?”
They glance at each other, trying to decide who’s going to bite the bullet and ask her before Stiles rolls his eyes and steps up. “We need you to throw another party.”
Lydia considers, then shrugs. “No.”
Stiles sputters in surprise. “No?!”
“No.”
“It was not a request, Lydia.”
“Mmmm. And why is that exactly?” She doesn’t bother to wait for the answer. Instead, she rises, making her way back towards the high school. Stiles’ jaw drops as he stares at her back before making a strangling motion with his hands and chasing after her.
“Because. You throw the best parties.”
“No. I mean, why is it not a request?”
There’s a beat of silence as Stiles falls in step next to her. “Because you said you wanted to help with the plan?”
“I don’t think that’s what I said. I simply asked if you had a plan to deal with Beacon Hills' latest catastrophe. You’re the one who automatically volunteered me for something without asking my opinion on the matter.”
“… Yeah, but that’s how things normally go? We decide we need to do something; I tell you what to do, you do it.”
“Yeah, and why is that, exactly? You don’t see me walking around dictating the course of your life, do you, Stiles?” She pauses at her locker and flips easily through the combination. “Or have you given up on believing that anyone else has any common sense in the face of disaster.”
Stiles grits his teeth before stopping and leaning against the locker. “Lydia.”
“Stiles.”
He huffs. “Lydia, will you please throw a party tonight to distract from whatever disastrous thing happens to be happening in Beacon Hills tonight?”
Lydia considers in silence, tapping her finger against her chin, before shaking her head again. “Still, no.”
Stiles turns away from her, making a fist and shaking it in the air before turning back to her. “Why not?”
“Because I may throw the best parties in Beacon Hills, but even I can’t turn one around on such short notice.”
“How hard can it be? Get some pizza, get some booze, play some music. Done.”
Lydia rolls her eyes, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she closes her locker door. “Also, I have a better idea.”
“A better idea? I come up with the ideas.”
Stiles watches as Lydia walks away, and when she doesn’t respond, he stumbles after her.
“I’m the idea guy, Lydia. What do you mean you have an idea?”
Scott comes up behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder and slowing him down just slightly. “What did she say?”
“She says … she has a plan.” Stiles glances back at his friend. “Is she allowed to make up plans? That’s my job, Scott.”
Scott shakes his head before leaving his friend off to class with a smile. “I think this time, we’ll let her run with it.”
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