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Stiles pressed record on his webcam and said "Hey guys! So Halloween is coming up and I can't WAIT to spend of with my Baby, Derek, but what you guys don't know is that this year will be the very first time I will declare a prank war on my boyfriend aaaannnd hope he doesn't break up with me during or after. I'll be enlisting the help of Scott, my best friend, who will help me record all this. So wish me luck! Byyeeee!"
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Stiles almost feels bad for Derek right now. He has no idea what's coming. Stiles heard about the Ice Bucket Challenge and decided to do one himself. But on Derek.
Stiles smiled at his camera and whispered "Hey guys, It's 4:15 in the morning, Derek has to get up and get ready for work at 6:30, so I've decided to help get him up early. I've got this little bucket...Apparatus and filled it with some cold water and some ice. I've let the ice sit for thirty minutes, so it should be really cold by now. Let's go wake Sleeping Beauty up, shall we?"
With the camera and bucket in his hands, he slowly walked back to their bedroom, thankful they have carpeted floors and not wood, and slowly pushed the slightly ajar door open. His camera was in night vision mode and as soon as he got inside, he pointed the camera at Derek, who was sleeping so soundly in bed.
Stiles then proceeded to carefully set the bucky and camera on top of a dresser, pointing the camera at the bed. Stiles carefully picked the bucket up and slowly stepped towards their bed, trying to contain his giggling until he was standing right in front of Derek.
He decided to step back a little bit and was thankful there was at least some moonlight shining through the blinds, or else he wouldn't be able to see where he'd be throwing clear enough
He took a deep breath and whispered "One...Two..." Before quickly surging the bucket forward in his arms, tossing the icy water onto his slumbering boyfriend. Stiles has never seen him wake up so quickly in his life.
"HOLY SHIT!" Derek yelled, jumping up to a sitting position as if he was getting shot at. That's when Stiles lost it.
He doubled over and started laughing his ass off, while Derek shook water off like a wet dog, blinking a few times. Derek asked "Stiles, what the fuck?! Why did you do that, that was fucking cold!!"
Stiles tried to contain his laughter and he said "I was--I was trying to help you get up for work, Baby."
Derek asked "What the fuck, what time is it?"
Stiles checked the clock and said "4:21." His laughter dimming down to giggling.
The older man groaned and said "Goddammit, I was supposed to get up at 6:30, now I'll never get back to sleep, I'm freezing my ass off, look what you did to the bed!!"
Stiles smiled and said "Aww, the bed is fine. And well, now you can get ready early, maybe catch a little cat nap then, huh?"
Derek got out of the bed, shaking and wiping water off of him saying "I hate you."
Stiles started laughing again and he said "I love you too!"
Derek asked "C'mere, hey, lemme give you a hug, Babe."
Stiles tried to run but squealed when Derek caught him, getting the cold water on him. War has been declared.