Post by Jujukittychick on Oct 28, 2019 11:56:37 GMT -5
Summary:
Stiles winds up in Jurassic World and meets a certain raptor trainer. Mr. "I'm the Alpha" can't figure out why the cute teen won't stop laughing.
Notes:
No idea where this came from, random thoughts bumping into each other I guess. But as many times as Stiles has heard some version of "I'm the Alpha" and was expected to be impressed, I can just imagine him completely losing it when Owen says it all proud like. And Owen just completely boggled by his reaction. Also, Owen nailing Stiles against a wall. So this version came about through conversation with a commentor, and is based on my memory of those comments.
Some time manipulation to allow the fandoms to line up properly probably. For whatever reason, Stiles winds up at Jurassic World with his dad, Derek and/or Peter. Somehow they all wind up watching the girls' training routine and meet Owen afterwards. Owen winds up completely confused by the cute guy who asks a million questions.
"So they've got near human intelligence? But nothing else other than the grr and the argh?" *miming fangs and claws* that has his dad and the wolves facepalming, Derek muttering "seriously, Stiles?" and Barry looking at Owen like "seriously?"
"Yessss? Just the razor sharp claws and teeth. That usually seems to be enough."
"But no paralytic venom?"
"Noooo?"
"Oh, well that's okay then. They're not that bad at all." Looks at his dad and the wolves "I totally need to send a pic of them to Jax, tell him I found his sisters."
Dad is groaning and shaking his head. Peter's trying not cackle like the evil villain he really is. Derek's sending "why me" looks up to the heavens.
Blue and the girls give completely insulted chirps at this. They are completely terrifying, just ask the other squishies running around. Peter, who can appreciate pretty, violent things, shrugs "it's not personal"
After he finds out the names of the girls, Stiles looks around the pen, realizing what the names stand for and way too familiar with pack behavior. "So where's their Alpha? Or is that Blue?"
Owen stands up straighter, an air of calm and strength settling around him. "I'm the Alpha"
"Oh. Oh, no." Stiles loses it, doubled over as he cries from laughing so hard. "Oh, oh my god, this is too fucking perfect."
"Stiles...seriously, son...it's not that funny."
"Oh, it's fucking hilarious! What is my life?"
Derek and Peter are glaring at Owen, trying not to flash their eyes.
Barry gives up and walks off to do paperwork because at least it makes some kind of sense. Owen is waffling between being offended and flat out curious what the hell set the kid off. Blue and the girls kinda want to play with the strange squishies that hadn't smelled like fear the entire time they were there and especially the little one making the oddest noises.
John...John is seeing alcohol in the future for everyone. Especially himself as he just knows that his son is not going to be able to walk away from Tall, Not So Dark, and Muscled when paired with dangerous sidekicks. He loves his son, but he has a *type*. Looks over at Tall, Dark, Muscled, and Deadly and his uncle Tall, Dark, Muscled, and *Deadlier* who had insisted on accompanying Stiles "just in case". There was a bar in the hotel. He was so totally putting the bill on the room charge, the Hales owed him.
Stiles winds up in Jurassic World and meets a certain raptor trainer. Mr. "I'm the Alpha" can't figure out why the cute teen won't stop laughing.
Notes:
No idea where this came from, random thoughts bumping into each other I guess. But as many times as Stiles has heard some version of "I'm the Alpha" and was expected to be impressed, I can just imagine him completely losing it when Owen says it all proud like. And Owen just completely boggled by his reaction. Also, Owen nailing Stiles against a wall. So this version came about through conversation with a commentor, and is based on my memory of those comments.
Some time manipulation to allow the fandoms to line up properly probably. For whatever reason, Stiles winds up at Jurassic World with his dad, Derek and/or Peter. Somehow they all wind up watching the girls' training routine and meet Owen afterwards. Owen winds up completely confused by the cute guy who asks a million questions.
"So they've got near human intelligence? But nothing else other than the grr and the argh?" *miming fangs and claws* that has his dad and the wolves facepalming, Derek muttering "seriously, Stiles?" and Barry looking at Owen like "seriously?"
"Yessss? Just the razor sharp claws and teeth. That usually seems to be enough."
"But no paralytic venom?"
"Noooo?"
"Oh, well that's okay then. They're not that bad at all." Looks at his dad and the wolves "I totally need to send a pic of them to Jax, tell him I found his sisters."
Dad is groaning and shaking his head. Peter's trying not cackle like the evil villain he really is. Derek's sending "why me" looks up to the heavens.
Blue and the girls give completely insulted chirps at this. They are completely terrifying, just ask the other squishies running around. Peter, who can appreciate pretty, violent things, shrugs "it's not personal"
After he finds out the names of the girls, Stiles looks around the pen, realizing what the names stand for and way too familiar with pack behavior. "So where's their Alpha? Or is that Blue?"
Owen stands up straighter, an air of calm and strength settling around him. "I'm the Alpha"
"Oh. Oh, no." Stiles loses it, doubled over as he cries from laughing so hard. "Oh, oh my god, this is too fucking perfect."
"Stiles...seriously, son...it's not that funny."
"Oh, it's fucking hilarious! What is my life?"
Derek and Peter are glaring at Owen, trying not to flash their eyes.
Barry gives up and walks off to do paperwork because at least it makes some kind of sense. Owen is waffling between being offended and flat out curious what the hell set the kid off. Blue and the girls kinda want to play with the strange squishies that hadn't smelled like fear the entire time they were there and especially the little one making the oddest noises.
John...John is seeing alcohol in the future for everyone. Especially himself as he just knows that his son is not going to be able to walk away from Tall, Not So Dark, and Muscled when paired with dangerous sidekicks. He loves his son, but he has a *type*. Looks over at Tall, Dark, Muscled, and Deadly and his uncle Tall, Dark, Muscled, and *Deadlier* who had insisted on accompanying Stiles "just in case". There was a bar in the hotel. He was so totally putting the bill on the room charge, the Hales owed him.