Nope. Still there. Wanna see? [Since his room is there and everything...] I think they're magic stickers.
[Stiles glances upwards. Considering how tall he is, and with Scott perched on his shoulders, he's only an inch or two away from being able to reach the ceiling. So Stiles does the only thing he can do, and he stands up on his tiptoes.]
You mean reach the cookies. [He laughs at that, remembering how many times they'd both climbed up on the McCall's counters to try and steal cookies up to Scott's room after school.]
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[Stiles glances upwards. Considering how tall he is, and with Scott perched on his shoulders, he's only an inch or two away from being able to reach the ceiling. So Stiles does the only thing he can do, and he stands up on his tiptoes.]
You mean reach the cookies. [He laughs at that, remembering how many times they'd both climbed up on the McCall's counters to try and steal cookies up to Scott's room after school.]