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“The same person that had it under control.” Mal shot back. “I think if I don’t go, we may not still have a contract, an’ if YOU don’t go, we may not survive it. Remember last time you didn’t come? If it helps though, I may take you shoppin’ after.”

“I cannot file this as the official report, statement, whatever. Do you want us all committed to Eichen?”

“Who’s the one that stopped me?” Mal pointed out with a smirk, starting to move towards the car again. “What’s new there, Sab?” He teased back. He smiled a little as the game they played began again.

“I was thinkin’ more like ‘she also then wouldn’t get in the car’.” Mal countered with a smile. “I mean, someone’s gotta keep ‘em honest, might as well be someone who can call them on everything.”

I do this too omg don’t worry!!!! When I have every cap from the episode I do this but for teen wolf I only have like the top picks from each season bc I couldn’t be bothered saving them all so yeh

“If anythin’ that’d give me an excuse for bein’ late that wasn’t ‘my ‘daughter’ stopped me walkin’ out the door so she could fix the buttons on my shirt instead of me doin’ it in the car.’” Mal pointed out playfully. “’Course you did, you’re you.”

“I’m already late, being later ain’t gonna make things any worse.” Mal pointed out as she fixed them. “Well, I’d been plannin’ on fixin’ ‘em at the lights, but I guess I don’t need to now.” He admitted with a slight laugh.

“I guess not, now you’ve noticed it.” Mal said honestly. He wasn’t particularly fussed about his shirt not being buttoned properly, he was running late for a meeting, and hadn’t even had the time to stop while he buttoned it, so missing a couple of buttons had been inevitable. On the plus side, now he was late pausing for a minute or two couldn’t make things much worse.

“Oh yea, that could totally work! I’m going to have to look more into this and experiment with different things,” Trill responded, grinning. Of course she wasn’t completely serious, but the idea of slippered shoes was intriguing enough, especially considering they didn’t exist yet. She nodded, “Mhmm. They are. It’s funny to think we were all like that once, able to adapt to changes and things. Wonder why we’re so different now.” A smile began to grow at the suggestion of planning something to meet up with her and her niece, and she nodded, “Aw, yes! We definitely need to do that, cause I’d love to see her too.” She stuck her tongue out for a moment, giving Em the thumbs down before laughing, “Well that’s a shame. Those stories can be fun to believe in, especially when you’re young.” Eyes widening, she sat forward a little in her chair, “School?! Already? Holy moly, that’s crazy. Soon she’ll be at college and looking for a full time job. And I don’t blame you, she’s growing up so fast.” “Nope, not for a while. The fact that I’ve been with Shaggy for over two years and you haven’t met him yet, is not a good thing, I definitely need friend’s approval. I mean, he’s a great guy, and I like to think my dad would’ve loved him, but you know what I mean.” At least she hoped she did. Laughing, she got up and moved over to rest against the counter, “Just with a bit of milk, nothing too special or fancy, thanks. So… how about you, do you have anyone special in your life right now?”

“Don’t give me ideas for more things to test out. Seriously, I really don’t need more projects to work on, I probably have a list up to here.” She held a hand up to just above her head, as though to demonstrate. “Seriously though, you can make canvas shoes resistant to water and chocolate sauce, so I’m sure that would help.” Not that chocolate sauce was necessarily a common thing to drop on shoes, but the point was more that it would stick all over them ordinarily. “I find it amazing how some people never seem to lose that ability. You know, those adults that can have their lives turned upside down and still somehow manage to get on with it?”

“She’d love it. She doesn’t exactly get visitors very often yet, so it’s a massive thing for her.” She gasped at Trill when she gave her the thumbs down, pretending to be offended for a moment. “Hey that’s not... nice.” She couldn’t keep that act up for even the whole sentence, and just ended up bursting into laughter by the end of it. “She still has a little to go before she’s old enough, but honestly I think she’s ready to start learning now. But I think she does that even sitting around at home.” Looking almost frightened by the idea, Em shook her head with a laugh. “Don’t talk about her starting college, I don’t think I can handle that idea for at least ten years.”

“A second is all we need.” After all, time moved slowly when you played pretend, so they’d manage to get away just fine, and hopefully without the pretend pirate noticing them. Watching as Sab went to collect something, Trill noticed her pause, and moved a little closer to her friend curiously. “Oh. Ummm. Yes, I think so. Maybe we should move over there?” Pointing to another bush that was more towards the actual playground, she glanced at her friend to see if that would be safer.

In 2004, Sheriff Stilinski was working the scene of a crash where a young psychic was trapped inside. Unable to get her free from the car, he held her hand until she died, despite her warnings for him to be with his wife.