This is amazing! There were a few glitches with the audio, but that just might be my comp. The coloring and timing was fantastic, and the story line flowed even without reading the summary. It's great, I loved it.
the ending would be: "You know my dad won't stop looking for us, and he'll probably get us arrested if he caught us." "Yes, Stiles. I'm very much aware of our current situation," Peter smiled, voice dripping with dry sarcasm. He used his hand to wave at a sign that read, 'Leaving Beacon Hills.' "That's why we're leaving." Stiles rolled his eyes, far use to Peter's dry and sometimes insensitive humour that was almost like his own. "Yes, I can see that Peter. I'm not blind. What I meant is where are we going?" "Then just say so, Stiles. Don't waste my time with with questions of no worth." Peter lectured, ignoring Stiles' scoff. A sly smirk slowly creeped on his lips, and Stiles knew all to well that Peter was planning bloodshed. "To New Orleans. To see some very old friends of mine." "Mind filling me in on just who these 'very old friends' are exactly?" "Don't be jealous, luv." Peter chided, snorting when Stiles glared at him. They both knew that Stiles didn't get jealous easy, that and he had Peter wrapped around his little finger no matter how much Peter himself denies it. He titles his head up a little, looking at Stiles sideways. "How would you feel about meeting the Mikaelsons?"
This is amazing! There were a few glitches with the audio, but that just might be my comp. The coloring and timing was fantastic, and the story line flowed even without reading the summary. It's great, I loved it.
the ending would be:
"You know my dad won't stop looking for us, and he'll probably get us arrested if he caught us."
"Yes, Stiles. I'm very much aware of our current situation," Peter smiled, voice dripping with dry sarcasm. He used his hand to wave at a sign that read, 'Leaving Beacon Hills.' "That's why we're leaving."
Stiles rolled his eyes, far use to Peter's dry and sometimes insensitive humour that was almost like his own. "Yes, I can see that Peter. I'm not blind. What I meant is where are we going?"
"Then just say so, Stiles. Don't waste my time with with questions of no worth." Peter lectured, ignoring Stiles' scoff. A sly smirk slowly creeped on his lips, and Stiles knew all to well that Peter was planning bloodshed. "To New Orleans. To see some very old friends of mine."
"Mind filling me in on just who these 'very old friends' are exactly?"
"Don't be jealous, luv." Peter chided, snorting when Stiles glared at him. They both knew that Stiles didn't get jealous easy, that and he had Peter wrapped around his little finger no matter how much Peter himself denies it. He titles his head up a little, looking at Stiles sideways. "How would you feel about meeting the Mikaelsons?"
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Oh, thank you. Very glad you liked it :)
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I really like this AU. Very cool. :D
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amazing video! :3