Day 2: Camp/Camping (Monday July 27th)
TITLE: scary stories and roasted goods
W/C: 9k
“Ten minutes pass. Then ten more. Soon, a whole hour has gone by, and her boyfriend still isn’t back, so she starts to worry. But he told her to stay inside the car and keep the door locked, so she doesn’t step outside. Then, suddenly, she hears a scratching noise outside the driver’s door, and -”
“Man door hand car hook,” interrupted him Stiles.
Derek snorted at the meme, and Stiles looked up at him with a big answering grin in his face.
Jackson was less than pleased. “I wasn’t done, Stilinski.”
The brunet looked unrepentant. “We have all heard that story plenty of times before. You need new content.”
“I have more, you know?” grumbled the boy, clearing his throat. “Okay, fine. Here’s another; a man goes is staying at a hotel for the weekend. On his way to his room, he notices a door with no number on it-”
“An albino woman with white skin and red eyes committed suicide in that room years ago,” finished Erica, inspecting her nails with a smirk. “We know that too.”
“A babysitter goes to put two children to sleep in their room and notices a large creepy clown statue in the corner-” he tried again.
“Get out of the house, we don’t have a clown statue,” said Allison, tried to hide a laugh at the flustered expression on Jackson’s face.
“Two roommates in a room. Sarah says that she wants to go to a party and Mary wants to stay home-”
“Aren’t you glad you didn’t turn the lights on?” said Derek, and Stiles laughed, looking at him with sparkling eyes.
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25548649
