Big Top Bounce, Monday Afternoon

[nomoresportscars]

So as it turned out, parents could get pretty overbearing and clingy when you came back from the dead. And Jackson had been pretty fine with that. He'd had a weird week. He hadn't really needed to add any Fandom crap on top of it. But he'd had enough Whittemore family time by now, as well as

He'd immediately regretted his decision as soon as he'd made it to his room. Thanks to his now permanently heightened senses, he could practically smell everything that had been going on there while he'd been gone, and he was not pleased, to put it lightly. And then things just got all the more fun when someone pointed it out to him that he was supposed to be in the campgrounds with everyone else, and shuffled him off and away from the dorms.

He should have expected the sight he'd see once he made it to the campgrounds. But he hadn't. So. Staring.

"... Are you kidding me?"

A moment later, he wasn't sure why for a second he'd managed to convince himself that crawling into the bouncy castle would somehow make a difference and convince him this wasn't completely insane.

It did not.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

It was so good to be home.

[ooc: Look at me getting around to establishing this guy back on the island! Open for castlemates!]

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[robinonadderall]

"Oh hey, buddy." Stiles wasn't exactly happy with the castle arrangement considering he had trouble walking around on dry land and there was absolutely no privacy re: nocturnal activities but he did love seeing Jackson pissed off. "Welcome to our humble abode."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson glared at him. Seriously, one of these days smoke was going to come out of his nostrils when he did that and no one was going to be surprised.

"Of course you're here."

Because this had all been designed just to torment him personally.

[robinonadderall]

"Of course I am," Stiles said, nodding. "I totally arranged this on purpose because I missed you so much."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson glared at him some more as he made his way further into the castle. Thankfully, it wasn't as hard for him to keep his balance as it might have been for some other people, but that didn't mean he didn't hate it.

"This place is ridiculous."

And this from someone who'd just been in the middle of supernatural drama in Beacon Hills.

[robinonadderall]

"It could be worse," Stiles said. "We could be in the castle where the door is a clown's crotch."

[nomoresportscars]

"Yeah, funnily enough that's not much of a comfort," Jackson replied with some pretty tense dryness. "Do they think we're five?"

Five-year-old Jackson would have loved this.

[robinonadderall]

"You kind of act like it sometimes," Stiles pointed out. "Okay, most of the time."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson rolled his eyes. Thus reaffirming his maturity. Really.

"How have you not spazzed your way out of the door flap thing and cracked your head open on the ground outside yet?"

[robinonadderall]

"I haven't even been here two days." Give it time, Jackson. "Where have you been anyway? I could have used your crippling insults a few weeks ago."

He might not have gotten that tattoo if he had been in the room with him and Jim the other week.

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson tried putting his stuff next to his tent-mat, only to have it all slowly slide into the crack between... two of the bouncy things. He didn't even care what those were supposed to be called.

"I went home."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles looked on with amusement because, yeah, that had happened to him too. Also he rolled around more than usual in here for some reason. "And?"

Come on, he was curious as to where everyone stood on the timeline.

[nomoresportscars]

"And things happened."

Be a little more vague and flippant, Jackson.

[robinonadderall]

"What kinds of things?" Like he was going to drop the subject easily.

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson huffed. "Things that make me wonder how that piece of crap Jeep of yours is even holding up anymore."

[robinonadderall]

That wiped the amused look off Stiles' face pretty quickly. "I'd apologize for that but I'm really not sorry."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson shrugged, and didn't quite roll his eyes. Pretty subdued by his standards. "Yeah, well, turned out okay in the end."

To everyone's surprise. For a given, trauma-laden value of okay.

[robinonadderall]

"So you're all fangy and blue eyed now?" he asked.

[nomoresportscars]

So much for holding back that eyeroll for too long.

"Yes."

[robinonadderall]

"Were you planning on telling anyone here that?" he asked. "Maybe giving somebody a polite heads up before you lose your head during the full moon?"

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson had lived with Jim for months without bothering to tell him he was living with a murder lizard. Keeping people informed was maybe not his highest priority.

He scoffed. "I'm not going to 'lose my head'. I'm not McCall, Stiles."

Yeah, that whole murder lizard episode... had done nothing to his overconfidence.

[robinonadderall]

"Dude, you weren't known for your cool and collected demeanor before the canine makeover," Stiles pointed out. "This isn't something you should brush off."

Normally he wouldn't care but for some crazy reason he always ended up being a target during people's first full moons.

[nomoresportscars]

"Look, I'm going to be in control," Jackson replied, although maybe a part of that was meant to reassure him. The memory of falling in and out of consciousness at someone else's whims was still fresh and raw in his mind. "Don't worry about me, Stiles. I can take care of myself."

Derek was going to love him now.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, sure." He clearly did not believe that. "Just...I have mountain ash. So if you think you can't handle it when the time comes then I can keep you contained. No tricks, no judgement, I swear."

[nomoresportscars]

"I don't need it."

Was he making a mental note of it underneath the bravado anyway? Yes.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed. Why did he even bother being nice? "By the way, sorry in advance for whatever you might smell on me for the next two weeks. Close quarters; can't take care of business as often as I usually do."

And he was back to being a jerk. Status quo upheld.

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"It's not a joke," Alex sighed from her spot in the castle. "Welcome to...whatever this is."

That seemed like a proper Fandom greeting to someone she hadn't met before.

[nomoresportscars]

It was better than Jackson's general glaring at everything around him.

"Yet another sign that the administration should be suspended," he filled in.

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"You're not wrong." Alex really wasn't happy about her currently living arrangement. "I almost want to take this mat thing and sleep outside."

[nomoresportscars]

"No one's stopping you."

Well, Jackson wouldn't. And that was good enough for him.

"It'd be a slightly less childish choice."

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"I would if there weren't things like weather and bugs." Alex might not like the bouncy castle, but she had slept in worse places. Maybe she shouldn't complain too much.

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson was going to complain for all of them. He was an entitled rich kid. He couldn't stand for this shit.

"Yeah, we'll see about that by the end of the week," Jackson grumbled. He was yet to be made aware that they would be staying here for two weeks.

Oops.

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"By the end of the first week, I may move outside," Alex said thoughtfully. "By the end of the second, I may puncture the castle."

There. Alex filled him in on the two week thing.

[nomoresportscars]

But at least she had his attention now! Granted, it didn't look like a good thing to have, judging by his face.

"... The end of the second what?"

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"Week?" Perhaps this was not the best news to be sharing right now?

[nomoresportscars]

Not necessarily.

Jackson's expression took an instant turn for the annoyed. Not that it had ever entirely left that general area. "Two weeks? We're supposed to be here for two weeks?"

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Alex confirmed. "Sucks, doesn't it?"

Perhaps and understatement, that.