"Oh my god, stop." He really didn't want any of this head anymore. "I could do that. But why would I want to?" It wasn't like he couldn't do that, but he wasn't going to give in to Noah's suggestion that easily. "Too late. I'm done Christmas shopping. Maybe next year," he said with a huge grin. "Pizza sounds good to me." Then again when didn't it?
Stiles stared at his dad for a moment before he started to laugh. "I somehow doubt I'm worse than you ever were." He got a taste of how Noah was when he was a teenager and it was horrible. "Yes, I think it will make him feel apart of the family. I already told him the same night that it happened."