Y/n: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Scott: Wasn't Stiles with you?
Stiles: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.
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Y/n: I know you snuck out last night, Stiles.
Scott: Play dumb!
Stiles: Who's Stiles?
Scott: NOT THAT DUMB!!!
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Y/n: Here's a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.
Stiles: Y/n no.
Scott: Mistlefoe.
Stiles: Please stop encouraging him
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Y/n: We need to get through this locked door. Stiles, give me your credit card.
Stiles: Here.
Y/n, pocketing it: Thanks. Scott, kick down the door.
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Y/n: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.
Scott: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?
Y/n: Yes!
Stiles: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.
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Y/n: Why are you on the floor?
Stiles: I'm depressed.
Stiles: Also I was stabbed, can you get Scott, please.