Who: Sharon, Roxy and Stiles When: Before Halloween Where: Costume shop What: Sharon needs a pirate costume Rating/Warnings: Low/None Status: Complete!
Sharon was really excited to hang out with Roxy and Stiles. She’d already picked out the accessories for her costume, and was simply looking for the dress part. (She had the hook, the eye patch, the hat… now all she needed was a dress. Something sexy, so she could win the bet with Steve.) Oh, and boots. Maybe some awesome boots to tie it all together?
She’d invited Roxy and Stiles both to her house so they could carpool to the Halloween store. And she was simply hanging around waiting for them to arrive.
Roxy made her way to her home, happy to spend the day with her two friends. Everyone seemed excited for Halloween and ready to start the celebration, so how could Roxy say no? She still wasn’t sure what her own plans were, but maybe something would jump out at her while they were looking for Sharon.
She pulled into the driveway and got out of the car, walking up and knocking on the door. She glanced around the neighborhood, waiting for Sharon to get the door.
It wasn't much longer after Roxy that Stiles arrived. He might not have a car yet, but he was getting pretty good at getting to places and in a timely manner.
He walked up the pathway and then stopped right behind Roxy. "It's you again," he said, flashing her a smile when she looked his way. "Did you already knock?" He reached over her head and knocked on the door before Roxy could even answer him. "Shaaaaaarooon," he called out, "Come out and play with us."
Sharon was on her way to answer after Roxy’s knock when she heard Stiles’ voice from the other side. She laughed as she opened the door. “You almost sound like a spooky ghost,” she said to Stiles. “You just need more of the ooooooohhhh!” She lapsed into her best ghost impersonation. Hey, it was that time of year, right?
Then Sharon reached forward to hug Roxy in greeting. “Hey.”
Roxy just gave her usual glance at Stiles as he went about his own business, no eye roll but just use to his antics. When Sharon answered the door, she could see she felt the same way and smiled, returning the hug. “Seems like you’re both in Halloween mode! Hopefully hanging out with you guys today will help jump start me too.” It wasn’t that Roxy wasn’t excited about Halloween, it was just a holiday that she typically didn’t go all out for.
Stiles just flashed Roxy a smile and continued to do what he was doing until Sharon finally answered the door. “OoOoOoOOo. How’s that?” he asked as he watched the two females hug. “How can you not be into all of this?” he asked Roxy, giving her an odd look. “If you’re not into the Halloween spirit by the end of the day, there is something wrong with you.” He should have mentioned that he wanted to drag her to the Halloween party, but he thought he should hold back that information until later. “Soooooo, who is driving?”
Sharon gave a little laugh. “That’s better.” She finished her hug with Roxy and offered one for Stiles. “By the end of the day we’re all going to be more in the Halloween spirits. I guarantee it.” She was very much looking forward to doing some Halloween shopping. The house needed to be decorated, her costume needed to be chosen, she needed to put together the list of Halloween movies and songs to keep the place festive.
“I can drive? Unless you’d rather.” Sharon had a four door sedan. It was good on gas mileage, and had plenty of room in the backseat for Stiles’s long legs.
Roxy shook her head at the offer. “I think I can sit this one out. Although I call shotgun!” She raised her hand in the air and grinned at Stiles, knowing he would probably still try to beat her to the punch. She glanced at Sharon before running towards her car, pulling open the handle in hopes she would have unlocked it so she could grab the seat before Stiles.
Stiles wasn’t going to turn down a hug. He took a step closer to Sharon and hugged her. A moment later and he was pulling back and standing in the same spot again. “So do we start singing Nightmare Before Christmas songs now or later?”
He looked between the girls as they made the decision on who would be driving today. And it came to Sharon being the driver today. Before he could even call shotgun, Roxy had beat him. “Fu…and there she goes,” he said as he watched Roxy take off. “You do realize I could just tackle you, right?” Not that he would do it. He walked over to Sharon’s car and waited since he was pretty sure the doors were locked since most new cars automatically locked after a few minutes.
Sharon loved hugs. It was something she’d missed when she was undercover. Her character wasn’t a big time hugger, so she didn’t do a lot of it. Now, though? Now she was a hugger. She squeezed Stiles before letting him go, then grinned at Roxy’s antics. She didn’t have time to pull her car keys out before the other woman was already at the car door, trying the handle.
“I think Nightmare Before Christmas songs are perennial, not annual,” Sharon said to Stiles as they walked together to the car. A little gardening joke. “I may have that music downloaded on my phone.” Meaning they could listen to it in the car today.
Sharon gave the fob a press, and the doors unlocked so they could all pile in.
Roxy made a face as she didn’t open the car right away, but content (and surprised) that Stiles didn’t try to fight it. She slid into the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt and glancing at Stiles in the rearview mirror, making a face at him.
“What other Halloween songs are there? Other than soundtracks or Monster Mash.” Roxy wasn’t a big fan of the later, but Halloween seemed to be a bit skimpy on the song selection. Definitely not like Christmas.
“So where to first?”
Stiles will fight Roxy for the front seat later. Right now she could have it. He didn’t mind sitting in the back. And once the doors were unlocked, he climbed in and buckled up.
“Hmmm…” He tried to think of songs, but there really weren't many for Halloween. “I don’t think we have too many Halloween songs to pick from. Halloween got the short end of the stick for songs while Christmas got a plenty of them.”
He shrugged at Sharon’s question even though she probably couldn’t see him. “You’re the driver. Wherever you want to drive to first.”
“I dunno, the Giant Purple People Eater?” Sharon offered. “Ooh, or um… Thriller?” It was true, though, there were a million Christmas songs. Why weren’t there more Halloween tunes? It just wasn’t fair to the holiday.
“Come to think of it… I don’t think there are any Thanksgiving songs.” Sharon hadn’t celebrated Thanksgiving last year. Would they celebrate this year?
She started the car and put it into drive. “Costumes first? Then decorations?”
“Yeah, sounds good to me,” Roxy said in agreement to the order. “Do they really have separate places to get each?” She imagined there had to be stores that carried both. But she wasn’t very knowledgeable in this holiday.
“Oh Thriller is brilliant! That’s definitely a good one.” But the list was still pretty short. “We’ll have to look it up, see if anyone else has any ideas for it.” That was the one nice thing about the network, it provided an endless wealth of answers.
Roxy thought about the newest dilemma Sharon had brought up and shook her head. “No...I don’t think there is! Someone should write something and cash in on it.” She looked behind her at Stiles. “Think you’d feel up to it?”
“Some places just focus on certain things. Most do both,” Stiles told Roxy. “But costumes and then decorations sound good to me as well.”
He glanced out the window for a moment and then looked forward again after Roxy looked over at him. “What? You want me to write a Thanksgiving song? What is it going to be about? Turkey’s going gobble gobble?” he jokingly asked.
“Costumes it is,” Sharon said, turning out onto the road and easing into traffic. It was Summerbridge, so there wasn’t a whole lot of traffic. The streets were well paved, and at night they were well lit. It was a very nice neighborhood, too. Sharon waved at an old man walking his dog across the street, and smiled at the woman who was delivering mail. She turned toward the nearest strip mall, where she remembered seeing one of those pop-up Halloween shops.
“...oh my god, Stiles, you have to make a turkey gobble gobble song.” She added, breaking into a bright smile at him through the rear-view mirror.
“I second that,” Roxy said. “And just think, you have two months to come up with it! Plenty of time, right?” She glanced in the mirror again before turning her head against the rest to look at Sharon. “So are we looking for the full costume? Or just bits and pieces of it?”
“Okay, fine.” He thought about it for a moment before he started singing his goofy little song. “I’m a little turkey, gobble, gobble, gobble. Please don't eat me, gobble, gobble, gobble.” It was stupid, but that was the whole point. “Feel free to add on to it. I won’t mind,” he told the two of them.
“I think she said she has to get the dress? I could be wrong,” he chimed in with the answer even though the question wasn’t directed at him.
Sharon actually snorted with laughter at the song. “Damnit, Stiles… I should have had my camera out.” She really wished she’d gotten that on video. Youtube gold. He’d be an internet star!
But then Sharon nodded. “I think the dress is the important part now. I’ve got some of the accessories; eye patch, hat, hook… and a cool belt that has these leather pouches on it. But I need the dress, and maybe some fishnets? And boots? I don’t know. We’ll have to see what they have.” She paused, “Are you guys buying costumes?”
Roxy couldn’t help but grin as well as Stiles test out the beginnings of his new song and gave him a small amount of applause. “It’s a start a least,” she said, a bit teasing. “And I don’t think I have songwriting abilities like you. I’m interested to see what you can come up with by Thanksgiving.”
Roxy didn’t know too much about what was “sexy” or popular for the Halloween season, but Sharon seemed to have a good idea of what she was looking for. She gave a shrug at Sharon’s costume. “I dunno. I’m still waiting to hear if I’m working or not, but I was planning on staying in for the night. Scary movies and trick or treaters and all that.”
“You’re driving, no phone usage allowed!” Stiles was glad that nobody had anything out because that song needed to just stick to the three of them and nobody else. “So basically half of your costume still.” He had no idea what he would dress up as. If anything at all. Then again if Cora had her way he would be dressing up as the big bad wolf since she was dressing up as little red riding hood. “I don’t know,” was his answer, finally.
“I still think that you should come to the party, Roxy. It’ll be fun!”
“Basically,” Sharon agreed. She had to keep her eyes on the road, but she had seen a little of Stiles’s performance in her rear-view. She was thinking about the dress now--how she had to find something super hot. That was the goal, right? Come as you aren’t night?
“Which party is that?” Sharon asked, putting her blinker on as they waited at a red light to turn into the shopping center.
Roxy gave a shrug of her shoulders. “I’ll look for a costume, but I don’t really know where to start or what to be. Maybe you guys will be able to find something better?” She glanced from Sharon to Stiles in the back. “Stiles, Harry Potter! We’ve talked about this!” She turned to Sharon. “Don’t you think Stiles would make a great Harry Potter?” She couldn’t help but grin. “Besides, you’ve been around me enough you could even do the accent!” Her grin only widened as they made the turn.
“Lydia is throwing a party and I think Roxy should come along, you should too, Sharon.” The more the merrier, he thought.
“Oh no, not Harry Potter again,” Stiles almost groaned. He thought they had moved past that suggestion. “No, no I wouldn’t. I would make a horrible one.” He shook his head. “I’m pretty sure that I can butcher your accent.” He wasn’t even going to try since he knew it would be horrible. Just like the Harry Potter idea was.
Sharon turned to look at Stiles over her shoulder, then gave a laugh. “Yes! Actually, I think you’d make an excellent Harry Potter, Stiles.” She turned back to face front just as the light went green. It was a smooth ride through the intersection and into the parking lot. Sharon parked in front of “Spirit”--the Halloween store. She parked and turned off the car.
“You don’t have to try the accent, man. Just look broody and pensive for photographs.” Sharon smirked as she climbed out of the car to head into the shop.
Roxy couldn’t help but turn around and make a face at Stiles, gloating that Sharon had taken her side in the costume idea. “Can we at least try and find a Harry Potter outfit for you to try?” she asked, unbuckling and following after Sharon. “At least the glasses, please?” She grinned at Stiles before walking into the store, turning around to take it all in.
It was...well, definitely a Halloween store. Everywhere you turned you either saw decorations or costumes lining the walls. “How come they don’t have Christmas stores pop up like these?” she asked, stepping further in and inspecting a spider. She glanced down at the floor and noticed a pad right next to the decorations. “Hey Stiles, c’mere.” She waited until he was close before pressing her foot down.
Stiles sighed. Now Sharon was on board with the whole Harry Potter thing. “Fine, fine, I’ll try it on, but that doesn’t mean I’m actually going to be him.” He was hoping that just seeing it would satisfy this weird need to see him as Harry.
He had gotten out of the car and then followed the girls into the store. “Hmm, good question. You think they would.” At some point he started to separate from the others until Roxy asked him to come here. “What?” he asked once he stopped in front of Roxy. the contraption went off, no thanks to Roxy, but it didn’t scare him. “Is that,” he pointed to it, “supposed to scare me? You’ll have to do better than that.” He flashed her a quick smile before turning and walking off.
Stiles was tough as nails. Even Sharon was a little startled by the decorations bouncing and screaming at them. She laughed, though, and reached over to gently punch his shoulder as he walked by her. “I need to take you next time I’m on patrols. Mr. Iron will and everything.” Then she motioned for Roxy to join them as they headed to the aisle of pirate costumes. “...looking for a pirate dress.”
Roxy couldn’t help but grin, a shrug of her shoulders as she followed after them. “You can’t blame a girl for trying,” she said, glancing around them at the themed pirate outfits. “It seems you have your choice,” she said, glancing at a couple different choices. “How short are we thinking here?” She raised an eyebrow, feeling as if these costumes were organized and hung by varying shortness of the skirts.
Stiles had had so many things in Beacon Hills pop out at him and come after him that a Halloween decoration wasn’t going to do the trick. If they wanted to scare him, they would have to try a little bit harder than that. “Take me with you. I used to go with my dad.” And he kinda missed it.
He followed the girls into the aisle that seem to hold most of the pirate costumes. “So, you got sexy, sexier and you might as well be wearing nothing. Which one are we going for here?”
Sharon smirked. “You got it. I’ll come pick you up next time I’m on a patrol.” Actually it might be fun to have stiles along. He was good for a joke or seven, might make the time move by a little faster.
“Sexy. But not lingerie.” Sharon said, considering. There had to be *some* skirt. As much as she wanted to be sexy, she was still Sharon Carter. And in her mind not leaving things to the imagination was not sexy. She gravitated toward the longest skirt and poofiest blouse. “...maybe this one?”
Roxy glanced at the one Sharon had chosen and gave her nod of approval. “Yeah, I like it. Definitely sexy, but...well at least you’ll have some clothing on.” She grinned, glancing at the package over Sharon’s shoulder. “Plus you find the right boots and those stockings...you’ll be set.” She glanced at the other options and shook her head. “Do people really find these attractive?”
“Really?” Stiles asked as he looked over at Sharon. He’d totally go if she meant it.
“Oh, so not this one then?” he asked with a huge grin as he held up the costume. There was like almost nothing to the costume. Could it even be called a costume?
“Yeah, I guess so. Or else they wouldn’t make them.” He didn’t find them attractive. Like, why did Halloween equal nakedness? It shouldn’t be like that.
“Do we need to find anything else?” he asked as he slowly started to walk down the aisle.
“Yeah.” Sharon nodded, smiling. Of course she meant it. “Anytime.”
Sharon pulled the costume she’d seen off the rack, and held it up to her body. It was about the right size, she thought. Not too big, not too small… she’d have to just take it home with her.
And then Sharon was scowling at the sight of the costume in Stiles’s hand. That was a little more skin than she wanted to show--a little less skirt than she was willing to wear. “Now you’re just being crass.” She broke into a grin, assuming he was joking. (He was joking, right??)
“I can’t think of anything. Do you guys need costumes?” Sharon asked, ready to take her purchase to the register.
Roxy shook her head, an eyeroll evident at the suggestion Stiles had given. “Nah, if I end up dressing up for something I’ll make something out of my own clothes. Or I could go as a police officer...that would make it easy.”
Stiles was not serious at all about the costume. He just wanted to see the girls’ reactions to it and now that he has, he put the costume back. “Nah, I’m good. I don’t even know what I want to dress up as.” He needed to figure it out first and then he’ll get the costume. For now, he was having fun helping Sharon out with her own.
Now it was Stiles’ turn to roll his eyes.”You can not wear your uniform and call it a costume. If you’re going to do Halloween, do it right.”
“I mean, we’re here, anyway.” Sharon grabbed the costume that Stiles had been holding. “We can both go as sexy pirates! Here, this one’s perfect for you!” She thrust the thing into Roxy’s hands, playfully, then jogged toward the register before Roxy could retaliate, laughing.
Roxy stared at the costume in her hand and looked at Sharon as she headed towards the checkout line. “I dunno, I think this would look better on you,” she said, handing it back to Stiles with a grin. “You have pretty nice legs after all!”
Stiles snickered because he really didn’t think Roxy would want to wear that costume. She seemed pretty anti-Halloween anyway. “You have to let me see you in that,” he told Roxy as he followed them to the check out. “Uh, no, sorry. It’s all yours!” he pushed the costume back towards Roxy.
Sharon left the other two to argue over the costume. Laughing, she headed to the counter to pay for her costume, feeling good about the purchase. She turned back around to her friends. “All right, Starbucks next? Coffee’s on me!”