Mieczyslaw "Stiles" Stilinski (sarcasticfriend) wrote in freedomtownic, @ 2018-06-16 00:31:00 |
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Stiles was feeling lazy today. He didn’t feel like going out. And since he had no idea where his dad and Scott were, he decided to take over the living room. He was sitting on the floor with various packs of junk food beside him and a few different drinks. He would not have to get up until he really needed to. Until then, it was junk food heaven and video games. That is until something caught his attention in the corner of his eye. He paused the game and looked to his left and almost jumped a mile high when he saw Alex standing there. “God! Don’t you know how to knock!?” * Since she’d arrived Alex had spent most of her time either calming Tom down and attempting to make sure he and his chicken had somewhere safe to go or she was keeping an eye on Hal, just in case he’d lied to her about the blood. Which made home slightly stressful at the moment. That said they were all here and safe and that was the main thing. It hadn’t been too much fun, though. Unlike the cake-party. Also hanging out with Stiles the previous night. It was so refreshing being around people who could actually see her that Alex felt like a social butterfly instead of her usual pariah. So when everyone else was fast asleep she figured she’d go and find out what fun Stiles was up to now. She Rentaghosted into his apartment living room and came face-to-face with her friend, who looked a little less pleased to see her than he could have been. “I’m a ghost. We drag chains, not knock,” Alex told him as she crossed the floor and flopped down beside him, “budge up. What are we eating today?” she asked as she glanced into the packets he’d stored around him. * Stiles was all for seeing Alex. What Stiles wasn’t into was being scared half to death. He had enough scares back home. He didn’t need them here. “I think you forgot your chains,” he pointed out before turning his attention back to the TV. “Cookies and chips,” he replied as he grabbed the packages and held them up long enough for Alex to see before setting them back down and grabbing the game controller once again. He didn’t unpause the game, though. Instead, he looked over at Alex. “Did you get bored at home?” * “Chains are a deeply overrated fashion accessory,” she answered with a smile Stiles’ way, “besides, they clash with my leather jacket.” Alex was momentarily distracted by the food and maneuvered between him and the telly so that she could get a good look at the cookies, “umm, chocolate chip. Good choice,” she said settling back in the furrowy-den he’d created. “Everyone’s asleep,” Alex said with a shrug at his question, “and you’re one to talk about getting bored - you’re the king of boredom,” she teased. “I was hoping I’d crash some hot boy on boy action but no, just you, hanging out with your video-games,” she said with a sigh. Is it two-player?” well it was worth a try, right? * “You better not tell the punks and Goths that,” he teased. “It might cause a riot or something.” And now Alex was in the way. “You might be a ghost, but you’re pretty solid.” Hint, hint, you’re in the way! “Chocolate chip is always a good choice.” Stiles grabbed a cookie and took a huge bite out of it. “Sleep is overrated,” he said around the mouthful of cookie. “I can’t help it if it’s easy to get bored here. I’m used to dealing with life and death situations back at home. Here. There’s nothing.” Other than the annoying amount of kids showing up. But that wasn’t life or death and something Stiles could just ignore. “You should have popped in earlier if you wanted to see that.” He grabbed the second controller and handed to Alex. “It’s two player,” he told her with a smile before shoving the rest of the cookie into his mouth. * “I’m dead, not fucking stupid,” she answered with a laugh, “I know better than to try and tell teenagers going through a phase anything.” Especially not goths. They were always tricky. Alex gave a wiggle of her butt Stiles’ way before settling her solid-arse back in place, “is that your way of telling me I’m fat?” she said with a straight face, totally teasing him, “‘solid’ is the new term of endearment for ‘huge arse’?” well too bad if it was, whatever her faults she was stuck with them now. “Way to give a ghost a case of low self esteem!” She rolled her eyes, watching as he stuffed his face with chocolate chip cookies, “you are so begging me to read your mind about now,” Alex warned him with a groan. If she were a different class of ghost she’d do it, too, but she’d seen how that had gone and wasn’t about to go mental. Don’t start and you won’t be tempted, Alex figured, but cookies… “give me a fucking controller before I go poltergeist on your cookies,” she muttered. Then shook her head, “wait...in here? Where your Dad could walk in at any minute? You fucking legend,” Alex said with low laugh, “good job I left it so late, eh?” * “Well! That’s good to know. I would hate to be friends with a stupid ghost.” He flashed her a smirk before he started to laugh. “No,” he said with a roll of his eyes at her butt wiggling, “I’m telling you that you’re not a very good window.” He shook his head. “There will be no reading of my mind. My mind is closed.” He grabbed another cookie and ignored her whole poltergeist line since he already handed her the controller. “Yeah, in here. It’s not like we were naked.” He looked away from the TV and looked at Alex. “Yes. Good thing. This isn’t going to make you knock in the future, is it?” It sounded like he might have given her even more incentive to just pop in whenever. * Alex gave Stiles a crooked smirk, “we’re friends now, are we? Forward much?” she teased. Fact was she did feel comfortable with the guy, even though they’d only recently met. Didn’t hurt that he didn’t take a fucking thing she said seriously, which made all the difference. “I can go invisible, if I want to,” she said chuckling, “but I’d rather get in your way. More fun that way,” she said with a shrug. “Fine, your mind is probably a vast wasteland of nothing but junk food and porn anyway,” she said with an air of defeat. Yes, it was Stiles that had decided there’d be no mind reading not her own experience...let him think that and maybe Alex could pretend she’d never go strange. “You couldn’t even be bothered to take it slow and peel Scott’s clothes off slowly?” she asked, annunciating every syllable as she pulled down the shoulder of her jacket and exposed bare-ghost-flesh and winked. “Nope. I don’t do knocking,” she grinned, shrugging back her jacket and setting her mind to the controller, “so, what’s the goal of this game then? And how do I beat you?” * “Yeah, sure, why not,” he said with a slight shrug of his shoulders. He was pretty good at reading people and Alex seemed to be not evil. So, why not be friends with her? Anyway, she was pretty fun and pretty funny as well. “Of course! Because why would you want to go invisible for? You wouldn’t be able to block my way if you went invisible.” He looked down at the floor for a moment. “I wish that’s all that was lurking in there.” But there wasn’t. There was so much more and he really didn’t want Alex looking since he wasn’t sure how she would react to some of it. He shook his head and looked over at Alex, a small smile appearing once again. “Nope.” He reached over and poked her ghostly little shoulder when she flashed it. “The goal is to shoot things and not die. Think you can handle that?” * So, it was official, Alex had a new friend and yes she would look bloody smug about it too. Wasn’t often she got to make new friends back home and she was enjoying getting to know people here. Stiles seemed to get her, too, which was a bonus. “See, now you’re getting the point of ghosting,” Alex said with a wiggle of her eyebrows, “it’s all about the mischief.” For a moment Stiles looked uncomfortable and Alex was desperate to know why. Curiosity was the one thing that always got the best of her and this time would be no different. “Alright, what else is lurking in that head of yours?” she asked Stiles with her head cocked to one side, “and you can’t shock me, I’ve seen everything,” she said with a wry smile. She’d seen far more than she’d like, in the case of the famous Lady Mary! “Seriously, you can’t give the poor guy a little foreplay?” she asked with a roll of her eyes as she concentrated her mind on the controller. Alright, lots of moving parts but once you got the hang of the buttons it wasn’t too hard to move about and shoot things. “Well it has to be said, I’m not doing too well on the whole not dying thing so far,” she quipped as she fired her gun at a random figure and killed him dead. * “I’m sure the longer we hang out, the more I’ll learn about ghosting,” he half joked. Blah. He didn’t want to talk about stuff that he had gone through back at home. He should have just played it off like everything was normal and fine with him even if it wasn’t always the case. “Can we talk about it some other time?” He just wanted to eat junk and have some fun with Alex. “I could have, but it wasn’t like he was complaining at the time, either.” He glanced over at her and grinned before unpausing the game so that they could finally playing. “At least your character isn’t dead yet.” * “Yes,” Alex said with a definitive nod, “yes you will and you will learn to love the mischief,” she said with a broad grin. Hell, she could get him into the movies for free, amongst other tricks, what wasn’t to love about that? She gave a slight shrug and capitulated, “another time then,” she agreed. If Stiles didn’t want to go there then she’d happily wait until he was comfortable talking to her about whatever was bothering him. “I will be asking, if you don’t tell me soon,” Alex said with a warning smile, though the chances were she wouldn’t unless he brought it back up. Alex shot Stiles a look and shook her head, “seriously? What is it about men that they want everything now? Even their orgasms?” It was a trait she’d never quite understand, then again orgasms weren’t exactly at the forefront of her brain these days. “Also, why can everyone else have sex but me?” she muttered as she shot some other kid in the head to punctuate her sentence. “My avatar clearly hasn’t met any vampires yet,” Alex told him with a grin, then started spraying the battleground with bullets and grenades as fast as she could unload them. “So, are there any teams, or do I just kill everyone?” she asked Stiles curiously. * “Oh, I will, will I?” Now he was curious what kind of mischief Alex could get up to. Oh, thank god. Stiles was afraid that she might try and push him for the information, but she totally dropped it. Good. Great. He didn’t really want to talk about any of that right now. It could definitely wait. “Noted.” He glanced away from the game for a second. “Hey, girls can be like that, too,” he pointed out. “Anyway, it was only today… And you can’t have sex because you are a ghost.” Not like he really needed to point that out to her, but she asked! “Clearly.” He kind of forgot to play for a moment. Instead he just watched Alex’s side of the screen as she pretty much killed everyone in sight. “We’re a team. Don’t kill me. But go ahead and keep killing everything else in sight.” * Alex gave him a sly smile and wiggled her eyebrows and grabbed the cookies from beside him. A moment later both them and her were invisible, “pretty neat, right? Annie calls it swaddling,” she presented him with the disembodied cookie bag and jumped back into her seat. “I can do it with bigger things too. Move them with my mind, especially when I get mad, which doesn’t happen often. Sure there’s more to learn too,” she said with a grin, “but it’s not like I’ve been dead for that long. I’ve got plenty of time to learn.” She put down the controller for a moment and stared at Stiles with wide-eyed curiosity, “no. Not when it comes to orgasms. Any girl that ever told you that was a liar,” she told him without any hint of doubt. Seriously, there wasn’t a girl alive (or dead) who was keen to get slammed into without at least a little foreplay first! “Kick a ghost while she’s down,” Alex grumbled with a roll of her eyes, “being dead has put a serious crimp in my sex life, so I’ll have to take a huge interest in yours instead!” Okay, so they were a team. Apparently. “How do I know which one’s you?” Alex ask as she took out her frustration and lack of sex out on a ton of teenagers with bullets. “They all look the same to me,” she heard a noise behind her and made her avatar turn, slaming the butt of the gun into his head with a sickening thwack. “Ouch, that had to hurt,” she grinned happily. “So, why couldn’t they give the army guys coloured costumes or something so I know who not to kill?” she asked Stiles curiously, “they’re seriously looking to get a grenade up the ass. We should be wearing teal.” * “Like a baby?” Okay, he understood why this Annie person would call it that. Especially if the items had to be held close. “Can you do all of that with a person?” He didn't know the ghost rules. It was why he was asking. He had paused the game once again when Alex put down her remote and had to look at him with that wide eyed look of hers. “No girl has told me that. Then again I’ve only been with one girl.” And did he seriously just confess that to Alex? Yep, he did. “Yeah, well, you made it easy to do it. Aw,” he reached over and gave her a pat on the back. “Why mine? Can’t you take an interest in your friends’ sex lives?” “I’m the one slightly to your right and a few steps behind you,” he told her as he unpaused the game. “See,” he said as he made he guy run around in a circle. “Now don’t shoot me.” He grabbed another cookie and shove it all into his mouth while he had the chance. “Maybe you should write to them and tell them.” He turned his attention back to the game and started playing once again. * “Well aren’t you a smarty-pants,” Alex answered with an approving smile. “Annie worked it out when she was hiding baby-Eve, hence the name,” she said with a nod. “I don’t see why I couldn’t do it with a whole person. Or at the very least with enough of a person that they couldn’t be seen by whoever was looking,” she told Stiles. “Can’t say I’ve tried it yet, but if I’m holding something fabric and I wrap it around them, they should be invisible. I’m game to try it if you are,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye. Oh yes, she’s been looking for a partner in crime for a long time and perhaps she’d found it in Stiles. “Well, I’m a girl and I’m telling you it now,” Alex said with a serious frown, “I’m an education, me.” She honestly didn’t care about numbers. Sex wasn’t about keeping score it was about sharing affection and god-knew she could do with a little of both. Maybe she could ‘interrupt’ Hal’s exercise routine and at least get a little fantasy for her bother. “Next time...if there ever is a next time...with a girl, go slow, she’ll appreciate it,” Alex said with all the wisdom of Solomon. “My friends don’t have sex lives to speak of, which is why I’m making new friends who do,” she said shooting him a cheeky smirk. Alex raised an eyebrow as she made her avatar look behind her and nodded, “so, basically, you’re the one hiding behind me?” she asked Stiles with amusement, “can’t say I blame you, not wanting to be dead and all.” Okay if this was war simulation perhaps they shouldn’t have costumes, but she prefered at least a little fashion with her grenades. “Maybe I should just pop over to their offices and explain it to them rationally,” Alex’s avatar went on another killing spree to the consternation of teenagers around the globe. “Yeah, your fuckwits, don’t fuck with a ghost!” she said into Stiles’ mic and grinned happily. * “We should definitely try it out.” Stiles was far too curious to see if it would work. “Uhh, yeah, okay. I will keep that in mind if there is ever a next time with another girl.” Not that he really needed that advice. He never heard Malia complain when they were together. It was just different with Scott. That’s all. “Yep, that’s me,” he said with a quick smile. “You could do that, but you’d probably freak them out.” He grabbed a quick drink before shooting at a few people he saw in the corner of the screen. He glanced over at Alex and shook his head. This was going to be a long night if she kept yelling at people. |