That Boy is a Tramp

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This is a Lady and the Tramp!AU. They're not animals. Have any of you seen that movie? Did you know that the reason that they're freaking out about the rat coming into the crib is because in that time, especially in the urban cities, that rats would eat the fingers and toes off of infants? They did and that's also why the crib was box looking: to keep the rats out. So next time you bitch about the WiFi being slow or something just be glad that you don't live in a time where you would most likely have your appendages eaten off by rats. 

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Derek is lounging around the house, bored out of his mind but he doesn't mind since he'll probably go for a walk soon, and he smiles at his parents as he walks out of the door. He likes his house, it's the largest in the neighborhood, and he walks around the block. His parents have been acting weird lately, they're acting so secretive, and it's bothering the fifteen year old. Derek's father always tells him everything, or at least everything that he asks about when he feels like it, so he knows that when they're ready they'll tell him. He's hoping that they're not moving or anything like that, Derek is sure that he would have heard about a new job or something that meant that they were moving, so he just puzzles to himself.

Derek walks down the street to the neighbor's house, two siblings live there by the name of Erica and Isaac that he's quiet fond of, and he smiles as he waves at them. "Derek, hey." Erica says, fanning herself as Derek walks to the porch to sit with her. Her twin, Isaac, is playing in the dirt as he builds dirt piles. Sometimes Derek likes to do that with him but mostly he likes to sit and talk with Erica, Isaac teasingly calls him a girl but Derek just doesn't see the appeal of playing in the mud and dirt in his clean clothes, so he just sits next to her. "Did you find out why your parents are acting so strangely?" Erica asks him, and Derek sighs as he shakes his head.

"Not yet. I think that they keep wanting to tell me something but they never actually say anything to me." Derek tells her, and she frowns along with him. The twins are younger than him by a few years, maybe that's why Isaac still likes to play in the dirt, but they're old enough to be his companions and peers so he doesn't want anyone else with him. "I think they'll tell me when they have too. I hope that we're not moving. I'm almost finished with school, and I'd hate to leave the house." Derek tells them, and they nod in agreement. He's sure that they wouldn't want him to leave anymore than he'd want to go.

"I'm sure it's nothing. We would have heard about it if your dad lost his job or if you were moving. Our fathers work together and Father would have said something to us about it if you were moving." Isaac supplies, and Derek sighs as he nods. He reaches forward to brush some mud off of his cheek with a soft sigh. He hopes it's nothing, but it's obviously something so he's just going to have to worry about it until they tell him.

Isaac and Erica's mother call them in for lunch, and Derek sighs as he stands. Before they can offer to have him for lunch, Derek politely shakes his head. "No, thank you. Not today. I think that I'll head home and try to see if my parents are around. Plus, I have lessons this afternoon." Derek explains, and the twins nod their heads as they head inside. Derek sighs to himself as he walks home, all the while wondering what it is it could be.

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Stiles laughs loudly as he tosses a piece of fruit to Scott, and he sits down next to him to eat what he stole for them. He's fifteen, or at least he thinks that he is since he was twelve when his parents died and that was three winters ago, and he's tall, with moles, and wild brown hair with eyes to match. "You have to be more careful. Do you want to get thrown in jail?" Scott asks him, smiling at him while he eats. Stiles does all of the scrounging for them, not wanting his friend to get caught and since Scott doesn't have as much practice. Scott has a mother, she's just always at work and doesn't seem to care about him, so Stiles is the closes thing to have he has most of the time.

          

"I'll never get caught. I live on the street, I'll die on the street." Stiles tells him, grinning at him while he eats his food. "This is the life for me. So much better than living in a stuffy old house and having people tell you what to do." Stiles says, and Scott nods his head in agreement. Stiles does like this life, he misses his parents but they're gone and he doesn't want any other ones, and he looks up when he hears something. "Uh, the police. Let's get out of here." Stiles says, and Scott moves to run with him towards the alleyway where they spend their days.

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Derek is in the parlor, his mother smiles at him while she waits for Derek's father, and Derek is tempted to just beg her to tell him what they have to say to him already. "Ah, here's your father." Talia says, smiling at him while Derek nods his head. Derek turns to give his father a smile, it's really a grimace, and he waits for them to talk to him. "Derek, as you have noticed we've been acting differently towards you and each other." Talia explains, and Derek nods his head as he fights the urge to make a hurry up motion with his hand. "So we decided to wait to tell you." Talia adds on, and Derek nods his head.

"Mother, please. I'm mature enough for you to just tell me." Derek tells her, brushing imaginary lint off of his pants as he looks at her. Talia gives him a gentle smile as she runs her hand over her stomach for a second, Derek just thinks she's soothing her dress down, and she beams at him.

"I'm expecting another child." Talia tells him, and Derek looks at her in confusion. He's not about to say that his mother is too old to have children, she's not even forty yet but his father is in his forties and he wonders why they waited so long. Weren't they happy with him, Derek wonders. He doesn't say this, but his mother's smile starts to fade some as she looks at him. "Derek? This is a happy thing." Talia tells him, and Derek doesn't want to disappoint his mother so he gives her a smile.

"Of course it is, Mother. I'm so happy for you and Father. I look forward to being an older brother." Derek tells her, and Talia gives him a pleased look. Derek stands up to kiss her cheek as he excuses himself from the room. He's not sure what he should think, his father was beaming with pride, and he sighs to himself as he walks down the street where the twins are outside. Derek walks over and he sits next to Isaac in the dirt, not caring that he has his nice clothes on, and Isaac watches him curiously.

"What's the matter, Derek?" Isaac asks him, building a pretty impressive house out of the mud and clay like earth around them. "You look upset." Isaac says, frowning while Erica walks over to find out what's wrong with him. "Are you moving?" Isaac ask, a bit upset since he doesn't want his friend to leave.

"No, no. My mother is pregnant." Derek tells them, and Erica gasps happily while Isaac nods his head at him. "I'm not sure how that's going to change things, but I think that it will." Derek tells them, and they all hear a chuckle coming from the gate. They all turn to see a boy around their age, his clothes look a little dirty and his hair is a mess, and Erica and Isaac frown at him. "What's so funny?" Derek asks him, curiously. He's a little intrigued by the stranger.

"You know what happens when there's a baby in the house. The baby stays, and the oldest goes." He tells him, and Derek's eyes widened.

"Where would I go?" Derek asks him, and the boy laughs softly while Erica rolls her eyes.

"He's lying to you, Derek. You're parents wouldn't make you leave, he's just a bum." Erica tells him, and the boy snorts as he walks into the garden.

"I might be lying, but just wait and see. As soon as the baby's in the house, you'll be off to a boarding school." He tells him, and Derek looks at him in horror as he shakes his head rapidly. He doesn't want to go to boarding school and he doesn't want to leave his home. "Why don't come with me? I'll teach you how to live on your own." He says, and Derek looks at him curiously before he nods his head.

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