Stiles Stilinski Stark aka Triple S

Claudia had always been a little bit of a wild card so when she found herself at a party with many, many influential people in Malibu it was just another tuesday. Somehow she charmed the pants off the Tony Stark or he charmed her, regardless of who charmed who they certaintly had a night.

Without thinking much of that night Claudia moves to Beacon Hills where she falls head over heels in love with a young deputy, John Stilinski. The two immeadiatly hit it off, many would later tell the tale of the two soulmates who met and became infatuated with each other.

A month into dating Claudia finds out she is pregnant, her thoughts immeadiatly goes to that heated night she spent in an expensive bed in Malibu. Claudia practically breaks down crying to John telling him all that happened she was afraid John would leave her, but to her surprise John wiped away her tears and told her they would raise the child together. He would love the child like it was his own. He told her she should contact Stark about the pregnancy he had a right to know about his child but Claudia was hesitant so she decided she wanted to wait till the baby was born.

When Mieczyslaw Stilinski was one year old his mama and tata got married, he was estatic for the two to marry. At the time everything was wonderful in the little home and Claudia couldn't ask for more so she did the thing she should have done a year earlier and wrote to Tony Stark that he had a son.

Tony couldn't believe the letter he got, he could barely remember Claudia besides many women have claimed to have birthed his children. Though this time Tony felt inclined to figure out if it was true, he couldn't tell if it was instinct or the picture of the little boy who had his eyes that made him do it but he reached out. They took a paterntity test and would you look at that Tony was a father. Tony was incredibly excited and nervous, he was afraid to be like his father. 

John could see Tony's nerves and doubts a mile away so when Tony first visited them he sat Tony down and they had a long talk about how to be a father. When Tony finally left he felt prepared to have a more active role in his son's life.

So little Mieczyslaw, or mischief as Tony called him because he couldn't pronounce the kid's name for the life of him, would visit Tony a few weekends here and there and when he was four he started spending every summer at his papa's house in Malibu. You see mischief inherited Tony's genius gene and the two could spend days in the lab working on literally anything. Claudia was just happy Mieczyslaw had somewhere to burn off his energy.

When Mieczyslaw turned eight Claudia was diagnosed with Frontotemperal dementia, there was nothing the doctors could do, hell even Tony contacted the best doctors in the world but nothing could be done. Claudia Stilinski passed away four months later.

The funeral was filled with people and Mieczyslaw, no Stiles now, couldn't stop crying. His tata was drunk out of his mind and couldn't take care of him. Stiles eventually called his papa a month later asking for help with John because Stiles didn't understand why his tata would drink so much.

Tony immeadiatly rushed to Stiles' home picked up Stiles and told John that Stiles would be living with him now. Tony ended up getting full custody of little Stiles, Tony knew what it was like to grow up with an alcoholic father and he didn't want that for Stiles. It was for the best so John could get better. And suddenly Stiles lived full time with his papa and visited his tata during the holidays and weekends.

It wasn't long after that Tony and Stiles moved to New York where Stiles basically ended up living with the avengers in the tower.

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"Oh come on, papa you didn't have to send me to fuck knows where." Stiles complains into his phone as Tony had sent him to stay in Beacon Hills for a bit since New York was...well chaotic as the avengers took care of the HYDRA infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D.

"This is just how it is mischief, you know I just want you to relax for a bit and Beacon Hills is a great vacation place, you even get to see John who I know you have missed" Tony explains to Stiles.

"Fine... you win this time old man." Stiles smiles as Tony cusses him out for calling him an old man. 

So maybe Stiles had found himself on a mission with the avengers without his papa knowing and that's why he had now ended up in Beacon Hills as a punishment which was boring as fuck place for Stiles. What the hell was he supposed to do while being there? John did say he had signed Stiles up to attend the local highschool but Stiles had already graduated highschool when he was thirteen and he is seventeen now trying to get his Phd's in engineering and biochemistry.

The only good thing about Beacon Hills was staying with his tata who by now had sobered up and was a respectable sheriff. 

So Stiles keeps his complains to himself as he head down the stairs to have dinner with John.

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Stiles walks through the halls of the highschool the whispering students all looking at him curiously. The new kid treatment, always exaggerated in small towns. At least he doesn't look obnoxious, he isn't even wearing expensive brand name clothes right now. I mean how could the sheriff's kid afford such clothing which is the role he is now, not Tony Stark's kid. Therefore Stiles is decked out in his geek clothes. So what it's a limited edition black widow shirt that he commisioned the top designers at prada to make for him, nobody needs to know that.

Though Stiles isn't used to being in spotlight, his papa was very adamant that he has a somewhat normal childhood so the whispers are annoying. He feels like a fucking zoo animal from all the stares and might actually shout at them to stop staring, truly his papa's kid. Stiles doesn't instead he walks into chemistry and sits down at an empty table.

A boy with dark brown hair and a crooked jaw sits down besides him and offers him a smile.

"Hi, you must be new. I'm Scott, nice to meet you" Scott introduces himself.

Ah yes Scott, Stiles does remember him from when they were younger they used to be inseperable. Stiles is curious over how Scott can't remember him and almost wants to torment him with facts about their childhood together, perhaps that could be his little project while he stays in Beacon Hills. He could even study Scott's memory recall, oh but uncle Bruce had told him many times human subjects weren't allowed unless the human was informed, ugh ethics.

Stiles decides to just introduce himself, "I'm Stiles, nice to meet you too Scott."

In that moment the teacher walks in and oh boy does it look like the guy wants to strangle each and everyone of them...perhaps Stiles could poke at him just a little, what could possibly happen?

Detention, detention is what happens when you respond with witty sarcastic remarks to mr. Harris, at least Scott's there with him. Not because Scott did anything besides laugh at Stiles' jokes.

"So man where you from?" Scott whispers to him but before Stiles can even open his mouth Harris decides to tell them that if they aren't quiet he will give them detention tomorrow as well.

Stiles at this moment decides to say fuck ethics and plots revenge on Harris that might involve blowing the school lab up. It's not like he can't pay for it afterwards but really Harris is getting on his nerves. Stiles could also just ask Bucky for help, perhaps a threatening figure shadowing Harris for a few days will work wonders for Stiles' own mood.

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Scott notices the new kid in his chemistry class, the whole school is whispering about him so he had to investigate a little just to make sure he isn't evil. Can't have more evil people lurking around, Peter was already enough and really Scott would love to get through senior year without any supernatural crisis.

Stiles, the new guy introduces himself as. He smells familiar Scott notes but also of something else, something that makes him want to sneeze as it feels like it's burning his nostrils.

"You must be Mr. Stilinski." Harris says making Scott focus on the classroom again, "I do hope you aren't as stupid as the rest of the class."

"And I hope you get well soon." Stiles replies.

"What?" Harris seems confused at Stiles' comment.

"Well you must be sick to think being a teacher was the right job for you with that mentality." Stiles states and oh boy now he has done it but Scott can't stop the laughter that comes out of him.

"Stilinski detention! You too mr. McCall." Harris tells them before starting the class.

So they end up in detention. Stiles doesn't seem bothered by it and even swings his legs onto the table. It's like he really doesn't care, this is senior year shouldn't he be a little concerned about detention? 

The new kid intrigues Scott but he is also concerned about the nose hair burning smell that radiates off him. When he really pays attention he think it might be ozone? Hell yeah Scott's biology studying is working, he thinks. He should probably meet up with the rest of the pack to discuss all of this.

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After detention Stiles makes it out to his jeep having made promises to hang out sometime with Scott. Right now though Stiles wants nothing more than to tinker in his lab, his beautiful amazing lab in New York. New York, the place he freaking isn't in anymore. Stiles sighs and makes it home, guess he just has to settle for the little kiddie lab his papa had built under his basement in the Beacon Hills house.

He throws his bag on the floor by the entrance and makes it down the basement where he then walks to a seemingly random wall. Stiles presses his hand on the concrete revealing a codepad, he types in his code and scans his fingerprint. The wall slowly opens revealing a elevator that takes him down to his "small" lab. Small as in a lab big enough to build multiple Iron suits, not to mention the medbay, the gym, the garage for his cars and the little kitchen. Basically it's like a survival bunker for a scientists.

Stiles claps his hands twice, "wakey wakey everybody. Spark turn on my holoscreens."

"As you wish boss." SPARK, his very own AI answers as the holoscreens pop up by his work table.

A little robot rolls his way to Stiles' side offering a cup of coffee. Stiles takes a sip of the cup.

"Ah you are a savior, dum dum." Stiles praises the bot who beeps happily in return. 

"Friday you there?" Stiles asks out into the lab.

"What can I help with, mini boss?" FRIDAY asks.

"Has papa slept in the last 72 hours?" 

"It appears the boss has indeed not slept in the last 72 hours." FRIDAY reports to him.

Stiles sighs and rolls his eyes, "initiate 'lullabye protocal' Fri and if that doesn't work do the 'sleep you mf protocol'."

"Will do miniboss, also am I to report how much sleep boss gets?"

"Yes please do that Fri." Stiles states flipping through his files in the holoscreens.

"Alright, I will do so." 

"Thanks Fri." Stiles says absent minded as he finds the little pet project he had been saving in case he was away from his usual lab.

He tinkers around the lab asking SPARK to pull up specs as he moves about. Stiles feels centered now working in his lab. He is kinda like his dad, incredibly good at faking being social and inside an introvert who just wants to live in his lab if he could. It always calms him down being in the lab after a day out in the real world as his pops would call it.

Yeah Stiles totally has three father figures, why? Well his mama found his tata and his papa is a raging bisexual who obviously fell in love with captain america. His papa might also have been the only one standing a chance in dating the Steve Rogers. So Stiles calls Steve pops, an homage to his old age and also Stiles was running out of names to call fathers in his life, he really hopes his tata won't date a man too.

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Scott makes his way to the rebuilt Hale house that also works as the pack house. He had already texted the pack saying they had to hold a meeting.

Inside Peter is leaning against the wall assessing him which always creeps Scott out. Derek looks tired as always but also a little worried about having a new supernatural crisis.

Not long after the pack trickles in one by one finding a spot to sit in the livingroom. Erica and Boyd occupy the love seat with Isaac by their feet. Lydia comes in and sits in the couch like it's her throne. Jackson walks in and takes a seat next to queen Lydia. Kira kisses Scott's cheek before sitting down in the chair closest to Scott. Allison comes in at last and leans on the opposite wall of Peter.

Scott clears his throat getting ready to speak as the alpha to his pack, "So there is a new guy at the school."

"I think we all know Scott, he is literally the talk of the town." Lydia comments.

"Anyways, he was my lab buddy today in chemistry and he just smells of something...like it's burns my nostrils." Scott explains.

"I noticed that too!" Isaac pipes up, "I sneezed like five times after he passed me in the hall."

"Yeah I felt my nostrils on fire when he sat in front of me in english." Erica says.

"What could do that?" Allison asks.

"I think it's ozone." Scott explains.

"How the hell did you figure that out?" Jackson questions.

"Hey I am studying biology." Scott defends himself.

Kira butts in defending Scott too, "Yeah he is getting much better."

Jackson nods in acknowlegdement but doesn't say more. The pack falls quiet trying to figure out what it could mean that Stiles smells of ozone.

"Magic," Peter speaks up with his secret wisdom, "Magic has the distinct smell of ozone. Your new classmate is a magic user."

A shiver runs through their bodies remembering the last time they dealt with a magic user, Jennifer Blake. She left quite a scar on the pack's minds, something they never want to repeat.

"What do we do with him?" Isaac ask quietly.

Derek sighs, "invite him to the barbecue on friday. There we can figure out if he is a threat to us or not."

"That sounds like a good plan." Scott nods and sends off a text to Stiles about the barbecue.

"Perhaps you should consider the option that the boy doesn't know he is magic. Most times magic user don't even know they have magic." Peter comments seeming disinterested in it all. Only Derek rolls his eyes knowing his uncle is in fact very interested to meet the magic user.

"We will keep that in mind, for now let's try to get close to him in school." Scott states and the rest of the pack nods in understanding.

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"Boss you have a message from Scott McCall." SPARK informs Stiles.

Stiles has his head and hands in a machine, "What does it say?"

"Me n some frnds are holding 

bbq on friday, want 2 come?" SPARK reads aloud.

"Jeez did this kid never learn how to spell?" Stiles comments as he screws a bolt in place.

"You write the same way boss, I think you said and I quote 'it infuriates pops so I will keep going'." 

"Ah you're right Spark, could you tell Scott I would love to go and send me the location." Stiles replies.

"Already done boss."

"You are a star Spark." Stiles compliments before focusing on welding on a plate of metal.

"Scott replied with the location, it seems to be the Hale house." SPARK tells him.

"Huh, they rebuilt that thing? Good for them." 

"Indeed so, the house was rebuilt a year ago by Peter and Derek Hale."

Stiles fixes the last part of his now complete robot. "Well it will be interesting to see them both again."

"Interesting indeed, might I remind you that it's time for dinner?"

"Ah shit, thanks Spark. I'll head up now, turn off the lab for me will ya?" Stiles says he rushes up to see John plating some pasta dish on his plate.

"Gotta love that AI for reminding you that the world exist." John chuckles and gives Stiles his plate.

"Thanks tata." Stiles responds and dives in to his food. He almost forgets to chew with how hungry he is.

John can't help but chuckle a little more at Stiles' antics before he asks about his day. Stiles tells him his meeting with Scott and how Scott doesn't remember him. John reminds him no human subjects as Bruce would have done. Stiles rolls his eyes and talks about what an ass Harris is, in this case John does confess Harris could use a little help being nicer. 

About this time John tells Stiles the updates he has on the supernatural world of Beacon hills because yes the sheriff knows and Stiles knows. He couldn't not know his mama was a spark and so is Stiles, he has always been part of the supernatural. So he knows what has been happening in Beacon hills as his tata has been dutifully reporting his findings. That's why he also knows that on friday he will most likely be meeting Scott's little pack of wolves he runs with which can only be exciting.

"What will you tell them?" John asks.

"I think I am gonna feel them out first, see if I can trust them with my identity." Stiles answers as he cleans the table.

"Which identity?" John questions.

"The spark one, it's easier for them to understand and also not ask a bajilion questions about. I mean if they knew I'm a Stark I think that would be how the world finds out about me. They really can't keep their mouths shut." Stiles explains, "I heard them multiple times today talking wolfy business, I really hope the rest of the school just thinks it's codeword for something cuz holy shit they can't keep secrets."

John frowns at that, "you sure you wanna tell them anything at all then?"

"I'll work my magic, you know making sure they can't talk about it." Stiles waves his hands a little like he is casting a spell.

"Good, I want you to be safe." John kisses his temple before going to put on his uniform for the night shift.

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It's friday and Stiles sits in his jeep on his way to the Hale house. All week the wolf pack have been trying to get buddy buddy with Stiles at school, they probably figured he wasn't so...human after all. At first it was funny and he enjoyed giving them almost no information about himself (Stiles is great at deflecting hehe) but after awhile their persistence became annoying. 

For a second during the week he had to call his papa asking how he dealt with people asking personal questions all the time which just lead to Stiles explaining what had been happening all week. After a good talk with both his papa and pops about how to handle questions thrown his way Stiles calmed down and was ready to tackle the barbecue, perhaps by being a little shit who knows.

He pulls up to the house and sees Peter making it outside. He also catches a glimpse at the pack trying to stop him which makes Stiles want to chuckle. After parking the car Stiles makes up the porch to Stiles.

"Nice to meet you for the first time, Stiles." Peter says. Oh is that how we're playing this? Stiles can defintely play along.

"Likewise Mr. Hale, I wonder what made you graciously host a barbecue for a bunch of seventeen year olds." Stiles smiles real big and fake, something that makes Peter give him a real smile.

"My nephew is friends with them." Peter explains and invites Stiles inside.

Inside the house the pack is not so subtle standing around the entrance gaging Stiles' reaction for his talk with Peter, but Stiles gives them nothing like usual. It's obvious it grates on their nerves.

Scott clears his throat and pull Stiles into a sidehug, "glad you could make it bro, it's awesome getting to hang with you outside school."

"Yeah it's nice, I would have hung out with you earlier in the week but I have been quite busy." Stiles had been busy, he was the heir of S.I. after all. He had lots of work to do within the company.

"No worries bro, why don't we move outside to the backyard. Derek is grilling with Boyd already." Scott suggests and Stiles nods before they all make it outside.

There is a nice patio with some expensive outdoor seating, most likely Peter's choice. It's nice Stiles admits to himself, it brings a calming energy especially here in the forest.

When they are all sitting down Lydia asks, "So Stiles where are you from?"

This time Stiles decides to be a little truthful about himself, they are after all outside the public eye. He is still gonna be a Lil shit though.

"Beacon hills." He answers.

"No for real?" Scott questions.

"Yup, the sheriff's my dad." Stiles tells them and sees all their shocked faces.

"That's why you smell familiar." Scott mutters to himself.

"Why haven't we seen you around then?" Isaac pops in and gives him a drink.

"Oh I moved away to live with my papa." Stiles takes a sip of the offered drink.

Isaac stares at him confused and Scott looks like he is trying to work out an equation.

"The sheriff has never moved away from Beacon Hills." Erica points out.

Stiles smirks a little finding their confusion funny. In the corner of his eye he sees Peter sporting a similar smirk.

"I know I moved away with my papa." Stiles tells them again which clarifies nothing.

Lydia stares at him trying to figure him out, she would be the only who probably could, "who is the sheriff to you?"

"He is my tata." Stiles replies.

"And you moved away with your papa? I assume your papa is someone else then." Lydia concludes.

"Ding ding point to Lydia." Stiles says chuckling a bit.

"Wait what? How?" Scott looks at him like Stiles just spoke russian. Hmm maybe he should do that at some point.

He doesn't right now instead he explains his goddamn dad abundancy, "My mom married the sheriff who isn't my bio dad but he raised me therefore he is my tata. My bio dad lived in Malibu so I saw him on weekends and in the summer, he is the one I call papa."

"Ooohh." The whole pack says in unison.

"Why didn't your parents stay together? I mean your bio parents?" Erica asks carefully like it will hurt Stiles to ask. Stiles hasn't cared about that shit for years, he always knew his bio parents weren't meant for each other but they would have their own respectable partners.

"You want the story of my life huh?" Stiles smiles a little mischievious.

"Yes please do spill the beans." Lydia says getting comfortable in her seat next to Jackson.

Stiles smiles and starts his story time, "My mom went to a party in Malibu had a great time in my papa's bed then moved to Beacon Hills where she fell head over hells in love with my tata. A month into them dating she finds out she is pregnant with Lil old me, tata is so in love with her they decide to get married and raise me together. I started seeing papa when I was around one and lived the split parents life since then."

Lydia hums almost in agreement, from what Stiles remembers her parents were divorced so she would know the life of having two homes.

"You said you moved with your papa?" Lydia questions.

"Wait a second can we just establish what your...papa's name is?" Jackson butts in, "this is already getting confusing as fuck."

The pack nods along and Stiles can't help it his little shit tendencies really kicks in now. All his dads would be proud, so would uncle Clint, Bucky and auntie Nat.

"My papa's name is Antonio." Stiles says.

"Antonio?"

"Yeah, he is half italian." Stiles tells them, and well his papa's name is Antonio if you had asked his granny. Granny was always so proud of her italian heritage.

"Okay, can we go back to why Stiles moved away with Antonio now?" Lydia asks impatiently. Seems like she is invested in knowing everything about Stiles, pretty clever but Stiles lives by speaking half truth. Good tip half truth makes it impossible for werewolves to tell if you're lying or not.

"I moved away cuz after mom died tata...became a drunk and papa didn't want me to grow up in such a home so he took full custody of me when I was eight and I moved in with him. Suddenly I was visiting tata on the weekends instead of papa." Stiles tells them frowning slightly trying to covering it up by drinking his soda. 

Stiles never feels that comfortable talking about the sheriff's alcohol abuse. At the time when he was eight he didn't understand why he had to move in with Tony or why his tata suddenly couldn't take care of him. He was forever grateful that Tony told him the truth about what an alcoholic dad would be like for Stiles and that Tony was getting help for the sheriff. Stiles doesn't know what he would do without his papa.

"Anyways, I moved to New York a little while later where papa met pops" Stiles tries to lift the mood.

"You have more dads?" Jackson asks incredulous.

"Leave him alone Jax." Lydia scolds, "What's your pops name?"

"Steven." Stiles says, "He moved in with me and papa and adopted me when I was fifteen. My friend JB said I should pray the sheriff doesn't start dating a guy, I gotta say I agree."

"JB?" Scott questions.

"Yes one of my New yorker friends, he is from brooklyn so is Steven, they are very proud of that." Stiles smiles, "We call him mr. Jesus to mess with him."

Isaac laughs along side with Erica. "Why?"

"JB got long brown hair and this stubbles, it all makes him look pretty holy. My other friend said he looked like Jesus so that's what we call him. I even saved him in my phone as Mr. Jesus."

The pack chuckles at that. Stiles smiles remembering the day Bucky came home from Wakanda in his shepherd's clothing and Shuri had presented him as mr. Jesus. Stiles had laughed so hard he fell on the floor.

"Why New york? It's so far away." Kira then asks curious as to why Stiles suddenly uprooted his life in California.

"Oh papa got a job at the New York department of Stark industries." Technically getting a job in a different city isn't a lie so Stiles wins.

Lydia seems to perk up at the mention S.I., "your dad works at Stark industries? Which department?"

"R&D" also not a lie, Tony is the head of R&D. 

Lydia nods in approval and then Derek tells them food is ready so they all scramble to get food on their plates before sitting down again. There is plenty of food, enough to feed a small army. Stiles concludes the werewolves have a faster metabolism than humans. The food might have looked overwhelming for others but Stiles lives regurlarly with two supersoldiers so this isn't a new sight for him, though he sees a few of the others trying to gage his reaction.

Stiles finds himself sitting down beside Peter as they eat, he's pretty sure he heard at least three people sucking in their breath when he sat down but does Stiles care? Absolutely fucking not. Everyone seems to forget it anyways as they eat, ahem devour, their food.

"It’s good to see you again." Peter says quietly, "My condolences that I couldn’t attend your mother's funeral."

"It's fine Peter, I know you were in London at the time." Stiles replies in almost a whisper.

"You know Talia did offer your mom the bite." Peter states, "but she didn't want it."

Stiles nods, "It wouldn't have worked, her magic would have interfeered and rejected the bite and with her sickness she wouldn't have been able to recover from that."

"WHAT?" The pack screams at them obviously having had listened in on their conversation.

"He knows?!" Scott shouts at Peter.

"Mom offered his mom the bite?" Derek asks softer.

"Calm down you all will you!" Stiles yells, "yes I know about werewolves I have known for as long as I can remember. Yes Derek your mom offered my mom the bite because she was incredibly sick, they were best friends after all. We were friends back then too."

"I don't remember that." Derek looks away shameful.

"Don't worry about it Derek, I have changed a lot so have you and you went through...well you know." Stiles scratches his neck and mumbles, "this was not how I imagine it going."

"Everything always goes sideways in this town mischief." Peter tells him and pats his shoulder. A gesture so simple yet it leaves the pack's mouths hanging right open.

"Yeah you're right uncle Peter." Stiles smiles.

"Uncle Peter?" Derek questions

Peter the older little shit answers while grinning, "yes nephew?"

Stiles just rolls his eyes, "our families were really close when we were younger Derek, I have a whole photo album at home filled with pictures of us all."

"What happened?" Derek asks his expression painful.

"Well, my mom died and I moved away then your house burned down. I don't think any of us had time to catch up and all that." Stiles gets up and pulls Derek in for a hug. The guy stiffens before melting into the hug.

"I'll bring the album over one of these days." Stiles whispers to Derek.

Lydia clears her throat, "Not that I don't love seeing Derek getting out of his shell but what did you mean by your mom's magic Stiles?"

Stiles breaks the hugs and sits down again by Peter now having Derek on his other side. "Well you see my mom had magic, I have magic it runs in the family. The magic wouldn't have let my mom turn into a wolf because the magic is protective and makes sure my mom's life wasn’t in danger by any supernatural threat."

"So a wolf bite would not work?" Erica asks.

"No it wouldn't." Stiles smiles sadly.

"Welp this got sad really quickly." Jackson blurts out making multiple people roll their eyes.

Stiles' smart watch decides to beep in that moment as well. He looks down and sees FRIDAY have sent him a report on his papa's sleep for the last week. Stiles grimaced a little at the result and made sure to schedule a call later with his papa and a secret call with his pops. Tony really should sleep more.

"Trouble in paradise?" Peter asks him with his usual creepy smile.

"Eh it's nothing." Stiles' watch beeps again this time it's SPARK informing him of the deadline on finalising his research paper about microplastic fusing with our cells. The deadline that's today, oh shit.

Stiles stands up abruptly, "shit I gotta go, I completely forgot about work." 

He rushes out to his jeep and drives off leaving the pack staring confused at the direction he went.

"What just happened?" Scott asks.

"He had work, didn't you hear Scott?" Peter responds going back to his food.

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Stiles sits down at the lunch table and almost faceplants into the table. He stayed up all friday and saturday to finish his research paper then got it approved by his papa and Pepper looked over it as well before it was published early Sundby morning. Stiles then had to catch up with his completely useless school work so to say Stiles slept this weekend would be a lie.

"You good bro?" Scott asks as he sits down besides him.

Stiles groaned in response to show he was alive. Lydia sat down opposite him smiling as Jackson sat down, he looked like his porsche was taken away.

"No talking about that stupid scientist at lunch Lydia." Jackson warned.

Lydia leveled him with a glare, "I don't care what you think, Triple S just published another paper which is very important for our society."

Stiles' attention piqued a bit hearing his alias, apparently saying Triple S was easier than his initials that he used for all his research and inventions. I mean saying S.S.S. was quite annoying where Triple S rolled of the tongue easier. 

"I don't care about microplastics Lyds, it won't affect me anyways." Jackson retaliated.

"Even wolves gets affected about the fusion of microplastic to our cells, how are you any different?" Stiles mumbles with his head between his hands trying to stay awake.

"You know about Triple S?" Lydia smiles at him brightly while Jackson groans.

"Of course I do," I am Triple S, "My papa works at S.I. after all"

"Oh yeah has Antonio met Triple S?" Lydia inquires.

Stiles shrugs, "papa can't talk about what happens at his work, NDA's and all that." It's true that all S.I. workers has to sign NDA's about not only their work at the company but also about ever meeting Stiles.

"So he could have is what you're saying." Lydia states.

"Well yes that is possible." Stiles answers, it very much is possible given he is Triple S's dad.

Lydia decides then and there to explain to Stiles why she loves Triple S's work and why she is going to work at Stark industries for a chance of meeting him. Stiles can't help but laugh in his head, if she only knew. Still he lets her get out her excitement, it's obvious none of the others are as smart as her. Perhaps Stiles should send Tony her grades and portfolio.

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The pack is back at the Hale discussion the very real supernatural crisis that none if them wants to deal with, at least Stiles isn't the problem but he is brought up in the discussion.

"All I am saying is we are dealing with a witch we know Stilinski can do magic cuz of his mom so why not ask him?" Jackson argues. 

It's the first time the pack deals with a witch in general, but said witch has also decided that luring small children to the forest and then killing them was her go to way of getting human sacrifices.

"Because we don't want him to get involved in our mess." Scott says.

"You would do good by asking him for help with this one Scott, he might just surprise us." Peter speaks up from his corner of the room.

"I still think we should try to solve this on our own." Scott states.

"Scott, we have no experience dealing with witches and there is only so much Deaton can do for us." Lydia explains and looks around the room. "Who thinks we should ask Stiles for help?"

Everybody raises their hands except for Scott.

"Ugh fine I will ask him tomorrow." Scott relents and the meeting turns into a casual hang out.

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It's saturday and Stiles is on his way to the Hale house. He decided that him and the Hales should take a look at the old photo album he has. The Hales don't have a lot of memorbilia from before the fire so Stiles really wants to show them these pictures of happy picnics, beach days and what not. He already texted Peter about coming over so all there is to do now for Stiles is drive up their forest driveway.

Stiles opens the front door to the house not bothering knocking, the two wolves would have heard him coming anyways.

"In here Stiles." Peter calls from the kitchen where he is preparing some ground beef on a pan.

"What are you cooking?" Stiles asks as he places the photo album on the dining table.

"Lasagna." Peter tells him as he puts paprika on on the meat. Stiles feel like his italian grandmother yells at him from beyond the grave.

"Nope, no, nuh uh, you will not disrespect my ancestors with freaking paprika Peter." Stiles says and immeadiatly takes over cooking.

Peter chuckles as scoots out of the way, "I might be a little rusty."

"Please just look up a recipe next time so I won't hear the screams of my ancestors when you cook."

Derek enters the kitchen probably having hears the commotion. He greets Stiles before his eyes finds the photo album on the table. Stiles can see his hesistation and urge him to open it.

"Open it Derek and see the awesome child I was." Stiles jokes to lift Derek's mood and it works, he even gets a little smile from Derek.

So Stiles makes lasagna the way his papa taught him while Derek looks through the photo album, sometimes with Peter over his shoulder commenting on certain pictures. Peter does also help Stiles cook saying that technically he wanted to do italian food for Stiles not have Stiles make italian food for them.

"Oh Stiles have Scott texted you about our problem?" Derek asks after closing the album.

"What problem?" Stiles looks at him confused.

Peter mutters, "typical."

Derek sighs as well, "We got a witch in town that we don't know how to deal with and she is killing children."

"Wow so unoriginal." Stiles comments.

"Anyways, since you have magic we wondered if you could help?" Peter asks.

Stiles puts the lasagna in the oven and looks at the two men. They both look hopeful and also a little desperate to have magical backup on this witch.

"Sure I'll help." Stiles finally says. Derek breathes a sigh of relief and Peter graces him with a big grin.

At that moment Derek's phone ring  he picks up quickly. Derek's face goes through a plethora of emotions  annoyed, angry, worried, afraid.

"Scott went out with others to confront the witch and now she is attacking them." Derek explains before rushing out of the house following the sound of distant howls.

Stiles sighs and pulls out the lasagna of the oven, can't have the house burn down while they fight witches. He grabs the keys to his jeep and walks outside with Peter following.

They get in and Peter examines the jeep throughly as Stiles starts it.

"Is this all there is? For the son of Tony Stark I am quite disappointed." Peter states.

"Oh honey the jeep is in ordinary mode but I can spice it up a bit. We are going on a rescue mission after all." Stiles says with a smirk.

"Spark initiate '007 mode'." Stiles orders.

"You got it boss." SPARK responds.

The dashboard transforms to have more buttons and gadgets than should be possible. A true James Bond car.

"Impressive." Peter comments and Stiles finally starts the car.

As they make their way to the others they sit in comfortable silence, the only one talking is SPARK as it informs them of how close they are getting.

"Will you ever tell them who you really are?" Peter asks.

Stiles contemplates it for a moment, "unless they find out on their own I don't think I will."

Peter hums, "May I ask why?"

"They don't seem like people who can keep such a secret and I would like some control about how I am revealed as Tony Stark's son." Stiles explains.

"That's fair." Peter says and they park by a public trail into the forest. From there Peter leads the way to the fight.

Scott is lying on the ground impaled by a branch, Isaac lies beside him buried under the ground with only his head sticking out. Boyd and Erica lie unconscious on the other side along side with a semi conscious Jackson. Stiles assumes Allison is somewhere in the trees. Derek is active trying to get Kira out of the witch's grasp while Lydia tries to find an opening to scream like a banshee.

Peter sighs and looks at Stiles with a look that says 'see this shit I have to deal with everyday?'. Stiles pats his shoulder and gets ready to work. He puts on the slingring he got from his uncle Strange and opens a portal effectively grabbing Kira and placing her on the ground softly.

The witch looks up and spots Stiles now and growls deeply giving the wolves a run for their money.

"Who are you? And how dare you interrupt me, you little pathetic boy." She yells at him and Stiles has to laugh. Him pathetic? That's a fucking joke right? The little part is kinda true, you know Tony isn't very tall.

"Listen here you bitch, oops sorry I meant witch, I don't care who you think I am or what great purpose you are trying to pursue. What I do care about is your ass going to jail." Stiles states staring the witch down.

This time the witch laughs at him, "No prison could ever hold me boy."

Stiles grins, "who said it was a human prison? I happen to great friends with the sorcerer supreme and would you look at that? Looks like there is a jail cell in Kamar Taj with your name on it."

The witch sends a small army of ice spikes after Stiles but all he does is return them to sender. The witch hadn't anticipated that and falls to ground to protect herself. 

The ground shakes as she tries to grab him by his feet using vines. Tough luck that nature loves Stiles' spark so at most what happens is the ground continues shaking. Stiles is very fond of karma so he decides to will the ground to spilt open and swallowing the witch untill only her head sticks up from the ground.

Stiles walks up to her, "look at you, you might sprout next spring if you get enough water."

He snaps his fingers and a little cloud forms and rains water down on the witch. The witch sputter and curses him out, Stiles has heard worse from his papa and pops.

After watering the witch Stiles turns to Peter and gives him his jeep keys.

"Get the pack to the house, I have to go deliver this new house plant to Kamar Taj. I will be back soon though so don't you dare start eating my lasagna without me." Stiles instructs and opens a portal to Kamar Taj and takes the witch with him. The last the pack hears is Stiles yell "Hey uncle Strange!"

"What just happened?" Scott asks.

"Stiles helped like we agreed on before you idiot decided to 'handle it yourself'." Peter says taking great pleasure in slowly extracting the branch from Scott's wound.

"Scott please just listen next time." Derek almost pleaded.

"Fine..." Scott pouted. The pack slowly left the woods and went to the Hale house. Peter carefully drove back Stiles' jeep which by now had entered what SPARK informed him as 'I'm just an ordinary girl' mode.

Stiles returned just as the last person made it inside the house. He gave Peter some special kind of tea from Kamar Taj as a thanks for driving his jeep back and then they all ate delicious lasagna for dinner.

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