Our brains are sick but that's okay.
"Twins?!" Stiles staggers backwards, reaching blindly for Derek.
Derek’s too gobsmacked to do anything but limply catch his hand, “We— we only ordered one.”
Stiles smacks him in the chest, “Dude! How did you not hear the second heartbeat?”
"I—" Derek blinks incredulously, "I have no idea."
"You literally lie on her stomach, sometimes!"
"Not on,” Derek hisses, “That would be bad for the baby.”
“Babies,” Stiles corrects, “Babies, Derek! Two!”
Dr Santiago clears her throat, and the two of them spin to look at her. Erica’s trying very hard not to laugh.
"Oh, shut up,” Stiles snaps, “You’re the one that’s gonna have to give birth to two babies.”
"Stiles!" Derek admonishes, "That is no way to speak to the woman carrying our children.”
my dad is a cop and i just called him and he was like “hey i have a 17 year old boy in the back of my cop car right now that i’m running him to the station” and i asked if he was cute and my dad said “Hey, my daughter wants to know if you’re cute” and the guy said “i want to say yes, sir” and my dad started laughing so fucking hard