A costume shop on the mainland- Monday afternoon

[throughaphase]

There weren't many things Kitty outright missed about her old life, but having girlfriends was one of them. If she was trying to do something like find a Halloween costume, for instance, she didn't really have anyone here she could just call up to go shopping and tell her something looked horrible. And while she was sure Clint wouldn't mind seeing her try stuff on, it was probably still too early in the relationship to make her hold her purse and bore him, and he'd get to be surprised with what she actually picked.

So naturally, she ended up dragging Derek. Both because it was both fun to torment him a little and because she thought it a safe bet that anyone who made Stiles dogsit while he had naked guys in his house who ended up wearing his underwear wasn't going to be checking her out. Ahem.

"This won't take too long, I promise," she said, probably lying, as she opened the door to the store.


[For the werewolf who is probably SO HAPPY TO BE THERE.]

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[throughaphase]

"Okay, that's actually sort of cute," she said, looking at it. "And you should just try stuff on and maybe you'll like something."

[justlurkinghere]

DAMN RIGHT IT WAS CUTE.

"Yeah. Loads of fun," Derek said, flicked at the rubber wolf mask of the nearest men's costume.

[throughaphase]

"I'm going to try these on," she told him. "You should start picking stuff out for you while I'm doing that."

What else were you gonna do in that time? Really.

[justlurkinghere]

Glare. Brood over all the survivor's guilt he had? Maybe shoo an over eager employee away from 'helping' him find what size costume he could wear.

It was a thing.

"Still not happening," Derek replied.

[throughaphase]

"Stop being not fun!" she called back, disappearing into a dressing room.

[justlurkinghere]

HIS LIFE WAS PAIN.

Ooo, leather jacket!

WAIT, NO. FOCUS, DEREK.

Derek rolled his eyes again, pointedly ignoring the hopeful salesclerk's looks at him. At least he didn't have to hold a purse...

[throughaphase]

It took Kitty a bit to come back out, because she was doing a thing. When she came out, it was pretty much to show off that the owl costume looked just as wtfy as it did on on the rack.

"I'll give it one thing: it's way stupider than it is slutty," she said from under the mask.

[justlurkinghere]

"Probably better than your other option."

Derek was so nice.

[throughaphase]

She frowned at him. "Funny. Go find stuff already. I gave you one thing to do..."

Well okay he probably couldn't see all of the frown because of the owl mask....

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm here because you want a costume. I'm fine without one."

Because he was a fun vampire.

[throughaphase]

Kitty sighed like he was being the difficult one here (well, Derek was always difficult) and said, "Fine. Turn this into a challenge. I'm fine with that."

She'd go around picking stuff out for him if she thought she wouldn't end up standing there with an armful of costumes while he left.

[justlurkinghere]

Don't make this a challenge. Derek was not okay with that.

"Might want to change out of the owl costume first."

[throughaphase]

This was how parties got planned.

"Maybe I like the owl costume," she said, but headed back to the dressing room anyway.

[justlurkinghere]

And maybe she had absolutely no hips in it. Don't make the Hale clan sad with poor fashion choices, Kitty. Don't do it.

"Lie."

[throughaphase]

"It's comfortable," she lied from behind the door.

[justlurkinghere]

"Lie." Aren't you glad you brought him?

[throughaphase]

"You wanna try it on and see?"

[justlurkinghere]

"It's not in my size." Have you seen his shoulders?

[throughaphase]

"Then you'll never know that level of comfort." Overselling much, Kitty?

[justlurkinghere]

"Uh huh." He totally bought it.

[throughaphase]

She came back out of the dressing room with two outfits, assuming the salespeople put stuff back themselves. "See, that was painless."

[justlurkinghere]

"I don't know. I'm feeling some mental anguish."

That was all the time, Derek.

[throughaphase]

"That's because you're being a grump about your costume. That's what happens: mental anguish."

Maybe. In some world. If you were really, really sensitive.

[justlurkinghere]

So... if you were Jackson Whittemore?

"I'll cry myself to sleep," Derek said dryly.