Scott nodded, entirely sure that this hideout needed candy and it needed candy now. "I'll be careful," he said giving Stiles a tight hug, just in case he got eaten out in the living room getting their stuff. "You be careful too. Don't let her in here, cause you're probably tastier than me," he warned his friend before peeking back around the door and giving Stiles a thumbs-up that he was ready.
He crept out into the passage way and tip-toed towards the living room. "I'm the Hamburgler!" he said to Stiles with a soft giggle that forced him to slap his hand across his mouth in case he made even more noise. Okay. He could do this. One bowl of candy and they could hunker down forever under the bed and not get eaten by Cora! He took a few more tentative steps towards the candy and noticed his shoelaces were undone. Oops. Gonna have to be careful he didn't... Scott stumbled into the sofa and ended up sat on his butt. Damn laces! He quickly did them up and grabbed the bowl and wondered if he should just run for it.