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[It's with great, great smugness that Peter opens his locket. He smiles, quite serenely; this is an open invitation, not to both courts, but to those who know him specifically. He smiles with all his teeth - is reclining quite comfortably in his room. He's packed a bag, intending to leave in the next few days, but no one need know that. ]

Good evening - I've come into quite a bit of luck, recently. Good news should be shared, as my older sister would say.

[There's a mischievous edge to his entire face. For a moment, he pauses. ]

I had known that our monarchs were generous, but I hadn't quite believed it until I experienced it first hand.

[At this, his eyes change. They glow red, his teeth just shy of fangs. He's positively brimming with elation. Hardly had to lift a finger. Hardly had to scheme at all and he's gotten what he wanted. Not a single drop of blood shed; he's sure Derek and Talia would both be so proud. ]

The eyes do come with a few draw backs, but none that I can't fix.

[It feels so good to be back in action. ] Anyway, I really ought to go. Consider this my Unseelie propaganda duty.

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[If his face were to reveal his true feelings, those feelings would be: AHAH AHAHHA AHAHHAHAH WHAT NOW SUCKER??? But he's good at keeping it cool.

(He's totally smug). ]

No returns, no refunds I'm afraid.

We'll see about that.

[Guess who was going to be having a huge cramming session with his spell books? Yeah, that's right. It might not be pink fur you're covered in next time, Petey boy.]

Good luck with ... whatever it is you're trying to scheme. I have no doubt it will be fantastically ostentatious.

[immature brat. ]

It'll be something, all right. And you're not going to like it.

[Douchy v-neck wearing creep.]

Terrifying. Truly so.

You just stay on your side of Drabwurld and you won't have to worry about it.

Stiles, has it crossed your mind to, oh, I don't know - avoid me?

Tried that. Then you came back from the dead. You deserve constant monitoring. Like Damien. Because you're evil.

I'm complicated, not evil.

That's what evil people tell themselves so they can look at themselves in the mirror. Trust me, Peter. You are the only person that thinks you're complicated. We all just think you're evil and are kind of hoping for you to die again. For real.

I admit that in the past I was ... unhinged.

But I'm much better now.

Bullshit. You were better because you weren't an alpha. Alpha-Peter goes around killing everyone, so excuse me for deciding to sleep with a locked and spelled room now. Alpha-Peter has problems. You're like... the werewolf equivalent of an alcoholic.

I've had time to heal, Stiles. I'm a much better man. Certainly a better alpha. There will no wild bites in the woods this time.

Please. That's like saying Hitler had a timeout and understands the gravity of his situation and he'll play nicely with all the other countries now. You're poison. There's no fixing that.

Don't take the moral high ground with me, Stiles. You, Lydia - Allison. If any of you had gone through what I have, you'd be just as monstrous.

Bullshit. We all went through our own nightmares.

[Don't rub in the nogitsune incident, Peter, or fur was the last thing you'd have to worry about.]

With your families surviving the fall out.

No, not all of us. And you killed your own. And then tried to kill another. I don't know what you've got cooking in that brain of yours, Peter, but I don't trust you. I never have and I never will. You're evil personified.

[There's a long, long pause. ]

Killing Laura was the decision of a beast running on instinct. I won't preach to you about grief, Stiles. You have no idea what it does to a person, let alone a werewolf.

I have no idea of what grief does? Screw you, Peter. This is why you're an asshole. You're so wrapped up in your own pity party that you created that you never actually look outside it to see anything else. Must be a nice Peter-colored sky in your world.

Oh, yes. I had forgotten that everyone you ever loved had been burned alive. You really have come on so well, you can barely see the scars on your face Stiles. Magnificent progress after coming out of that six year coma also, by the way. I hear it can really take a toll on a person, but really have just come on so well.

Don't play the poor wounded wolf with me. You're a dick. Your actions have pretty much set that in stone. You were in control of yourself when you mauled Lydia. And probably when you bit Scott. Calculated moves that you try to pass off as 'things I did while under the influence of being a crazy asshole'. Pretty sure that's a default mode for you, Peter.

I hardly mauled Lydia. Scott was a terrible decision made in the dark while I was out of my mind, however.

Excuse you?

[Yep, that was it. He'd pushed a button.]

I was there. She was mauled and bleeding and carved up like a Christmas turkey. And you did it to prove a point? To get what you wanted. You're a dick, Peter. You're a selfish asshole and you used her even after what you did to her. There's a word I'm looking for that fits you and it begins with R.

[this lil shit. ]

I bit her and now she has access to a fountain of power beyond anything you can comprehend.

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