Attack of the Killer Bras {Erica}

[Derek Hale]

Derek Hale under attack put these damn things on a rack

Attack of the Killer Bras } Erica Jolene Reyes Everything was getting to Derek lately and making him more and more irritable and head biting off mainly due to everything with the alpha pack being around and causing trouble with him and his pack not to mention the other creatures about to cause havoc and chaos in his life. It was never ending so sleep wasn’t always easy. Why because his inner demons mock him when he sleeps so he doesn’t sleep all that much, but tonight he got a little bit of rest. It was the middle of the night and Derek was drowsy. He had slept a little, but his eyes were still semi shut since he was used to walking around the house. Sweat pants on, and hair all over the place from the semi tossing and turning as he tried to sleep, and headed into the bathroom not even bothering to flip the light on he didn’t really need it now did he??? Oops maybe he should have turned it on, because next thing he knew he was being assaulted by something and it so wasn’t amusing at all. He was fighting off bras. Growling slightly under his breath, he had one sat on his head. He didn’t even have to creepy pedo smell them to know who’s they were! “ERICA” He bellowed threw the house. He didn’t know if she was here or spending the night at her own house. She often crashed here with the pack. Why she couldn’t leave them damn things to dry at her own house was beyond him. Trying to get them off of him, one slapped him in the face. He swore it was alive and had a mind of its own and now he was fully away again now. “Son of a ____________!” he swore after it got him in the face. “Stupid piece of fabric I am going to rip you a part.” and was now wrestling with them. Why on earth did she have to have her entire week full of bra’s hanging here? Couldn’t she have done so at home?

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[Erica Jolene Reyes]

Erica had been having such an amazing dream that it wasn't like she ever wanted to wake. Times had been hard with her dad at home. His customary bottle of booze permanently attached to his hand. She hated when he was like that, while she loved her dad more then anything though. He was the only one who took care of her when she was at her worse. It was then she would ignore the drunken stupor. Now though, now she hated dealing with it. He wasn't always violent but part of her was scared she'd hurt him if she lost her temper. That's why she liked staying at Derek's. It was always nice and calm, that was until she was rudely awakened by their alpha yelling her name.

The blond groaned as she moved and covered her head with her pillow. Willing herself to goback to her lovely dream of a hot, dark and mysterious man when she heard more commotion in the bathroom. Grumbling she got out of bed dressed in flannel pj and a tank top she padded slowly towards the room. Blond curls everywhere she rubbed sleep from her eyes as she made it to the door. "what the hell are you yelling about so damn early?" she growled as she opened her eyes and couldn't help but giggle at the sight in front of her. "Wow don't let them bite you," she snorted as she covered her mouth in a fit of laughter. That was until.she turned over serious, "Be careful with those most of them are expensive!" boys will never understand how hard it is to look good. Seriously. Quickly she moved to help free him from the leopard print push up bra that seemed to really like his head.

[Derek Hale]

Derek Hale under attack put these damn things on a rack

Attack of the Killer Bras } Erica Jolene Reyes Some leopard fabric had attacked Derek and he so was not amused nor was he happy about it either. Yes, he was trying to be nicer and better people person, but this this was hell! Why couldn’t she leave them at home? Erica came in asking what he was yelling about this early in the morning and he gave her that ‘are you fricken serious look’ that he gives them all and rolled his eyes. Erica had then started to laugh at him “Not funny, Erica” He snapped at her telling him not to let them bite him. He really was not amused while most others would probably laugh it off or something he was brooding. He heard of taking the bra off the girl not the bra clinging to ones head as it hung in the bathroom. “Why are these in here? Can’t you keep them at home? Seriously or your room perhaps?” He eyed her. He hoped to go she didn’t try to get pictures next. She was telling him they were expensive and to be careful with them. “If they weren’t in here I wouldn’t have to be careful now would I?” He sassed back to that and growled under his breath. “Get it off of me before I rip it to shreds.” he was defiantly being a sour wolf now. He really didn’t get how expensive bras could be. Just like underwear and socks they are something everyone needs why must they be so expensive? The things he spent the most money one were shirts since he goes threw them a lot or leather jackets. He would never understand ‘good bra’ and what makes them good. She was trying to help free him from the fabric. “I swear you people and your clothing are trying to kill me!” just last week he swore one of Isaac’s scarves tried to trip him.

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