Once in a Lifetime

15

Sheriff Stilinski studied himself in a small mirror and muttered, "Oh, I should've gotten a haircut."

Stiles moved closer to his dad. "Well, you know, someone your age should be happy you still have hair to cut."

Tabitha smirked lightly as she rolled her eyes. Scott, who was standing to her left, said, "Well, I think you look great."

The witch nodded. "You look nice, Sheriff."

Sheriff Stilinski gave him a nod. "Well, thank you son and daughter I should have had. Oh, what the hell am I doing? This is a terrible idea." He tugged at his tie and started loosening it.

Stiles fixed his dad's tie. "What, Dad... Dad, it's one date, okay? The town of Beacon Hills won't implode while you're out with one woman. Or man."

Tabitha stared at Stiles before smiling at the sheriff. "Ignore your son. Stiles, be nice to your dad. Whoever you're going on a date with is incredibly lucky."

Sheriff Stilinski returned her a smile. "Thank you, Tabitha." He turned to his son. "It's a woman, Stiles."

Stiles grinned goofily. "Okay."

"A very beautiful woman."

Tabitha tilted her head. "Who?"

Stiles nodded and asked, "Who is she?"

The sheriff shook his head. "None of your business. Either of you."

Tabitha huffed and Stiles narrowed his eyes and demanded, "I want to know. She does too."

"Stilinski Young!" a boy in handcuffs yelled. He was being escorted by a couple deputies. "Stilinski! Young!"

They walked into the hallway and saw the boy standing in the middle of the room.

"I'm gonna kill you two," the boy said.

Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Young were unfazed by the boy's word as the former said, "Donovan, if you think that shocks me or Deputy Young, remember it was well documented in your Anger Expression Inventory. Deputies, escort the prisoner out."

The deputies walked towards Donovan, who kept his eyes on the sheriff and Robin. "I'm not angry like I'm gonna throw a brick in your windows. I'm angry like I'm going to find you two, I'm going to get a knife, and I'm going to stab you two with it until you're both dead. And when you two look at me and you two ask me why, remember now." Donovan's lawyer was warning him to stop talking, but he wasn't listening. "Because this is why."

There was a moment of silence before Stiles spoke up. "Wow, that was awesome."

Tabitha glanced at him. "Now would be a good time to not get angry."

He ignored her and continued. "That was awesome. That was great. We do one more? Give us another one, maybe like Christopher Walken this time, you know?" Donovan looked at him blankly. "Okay, you know what? It's fine. You'll have plenty of time to work on it when you're in your tiny, little cell. You know, just stuck there, forever."

Tabitha glared at him. "Seriously, Stiles. Shut up."

Donovan smirked, looking Tabitha up and down. "What are you gonna do?"

Tabitha laughed sarcastically. "Don't tempt me, Donovan."

Donovan attempted to lunge at them. Tabitha clenched her fist and closed her eyes, feeling the angry flash as Parrish tightened his grip on Donovan.

As he was taken away, the sheriff turned to the teens and Scott asked, "What the hell's an Anger Expression Inventory?"

Stiles looked at his friend and sighed. "It's a test you take when you're applying to become a deputy."