Author's Note: Robinson, nicknamed Robyn, is from a Tumblr rp, his URL is wolfboyrobyn in case you're interested. There's also a brief cameo from Erica, but don't blink or you'll miss it. and also I don't own Teen Wolf. :( if I did, Robyn and Sterek would definitely be canon. oh yeah, follow me on tumblr: heyyoureperf-noa3lizabeth. yep, onto the story.

Chapter One: Laura Hale's Adventures in Playground Babysitting

Laura Hale was twelve years old, she'd be going into middle school that year, she was too old to be playing at the park with her five-year-old brother Derek and her three-year-old brother Robinson. But, on the last day of school, her mom handed her fifty dollars for the high marks on her report card and told her if she babysat her younger brothers, she would have another fifty before school started.

Derek was just sitting on the swing, his short twig-like legs kicking, the golden bell tied around his tiny wrist jingling as he swung back and forth. She was sure he'd rather be curled up on the couch, one of the many dogeared werewolf mythology books open in his lap, which was how he'd spent most of the summer. But their mother had requested he visit the park at least once so he could get used to being around other kids before he started school that fall.

Robinson was much more active, he was running across the colorfully-decorated playground with a little blonde girl and a tiny boy in a plaid shirt with a buzz cut.

The smallest boy quickly abandoned the two and sat down on the swing beside Derek, puffing his already chipmunk-like tomato-red cheeks out and giggling incessantly. Derek seemed to ignore the other, steadying his swing and shuffling despondently over to his older sister and curling up beside her.

"No, Derek, go play," she patted the top of his head and started to push him towards the edge of the couch. "we have to go home soon anyways, it'll be Robyn's naptime soon enough."

A pouty look, one that would become second nature as he became older, graced his childlike features as he ambled over to a small plastic playhouse and the little boy followed, popping his thumb into his mouth as he padded into the playhouse.

Among the excited screams of children and the smell of marijuana being smoked not too far off, Laura could make out the conversation between the boy and her younger brother.

"I'm Genim," the little boy said brightly, with a small lisp on his s. "but you can call me Thtiles like my friend Thcott."

"Derek," the older of the two grumbled with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Are you thad, Derek?" Stiles' brown-gold eyes sparkled as he patted the older's cheeks, eliciting a small smile. "Why are you thad?"

"I just don't like the park," he responded, thinking that maybe, if Stiles was at the park, he would go more often, definitely.

"But everybody liketh the park," he responded incredulously, his eyes widening. "Thcott and I love the park."

Robyn toddled into the playhouse. "Laura says we have to go, Derek."

The most obedient of the Hale children, Derek obliged. "Goodbye Stiles."

"No, no, before you go, you gotta get my number from my Mommy so we can play thome more," Stiles steered Derek towards a short-haired woman in a navy pleated polka-dot dress that hit just above the knees.

"But my Mom isn't here, I'm here with my big sister Laura," Derek responded, looking down at his sand-colored Timberland boots.

"Mama, Mama, thith ith Derek. You have to give his big thithter our number," the little boy grabbed the woman's wrist and dragged him over to where Laura was sitting with a book.

"Laura, this is Stiles and his Mom. Stiles is my new friend, he and I played together today,"

"Okay, Derek," she smiled up at Stiles' mom. "you can just write your number in my notebook, I have a pen." she fished a pen out of her bag and handed it to Stiles' mom, along with an empty notebook.

"I'm Gemma Stilinski and I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot of each other soon," she extended a hand to Laura, who let go of sleeping Robyn for a brief moment to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Gemma, I'm Laura Hale, Derek's sister," she smiled. "most of the time, I'm kind of in charge. Our parents work a lot."

"Well, I'll give you a call, Derek seems like such a sweetheart, I'd love to have him over," Gemma exclaimed.

"Well, I need to get him," she motioned to Robyn, asleep on her hip. "back home for a nap, but I'll make sure we keep in touch. Come on, Derek."

Derek discreetly flashed Laura a look that read, "But I wanna stay with Stiles," but he followed as Laura started the walk home.

"'Bye Derek," Stiles waved as they walked off.