Stiles' POV:

Grabbing an earpiece and my 'magic go bag' or more commonly known as 'the mystical bag of magical shit that will inevitably save our lives' but you know my name for it is shorter so let's go with that. Luckily, we were already on site, so it was just a short run to get to where the fighting was winding down. Well the obvious threat was almost taken care of. I could hear rebellious growls echoing from the woods surrounding the avengers from where I was, and I still had a few miles left to go. Hearing Cap report over the comms that all hostiles were captured and accounted for, I decided to start taking charge. Turning on the mic for the earpiece, I try to not let the panic I'm feeling seep into my voice.

"Cap I need you to listen to me very carefully. Have all of the agents take the hostiles and civilians and get out of there."

"What, Stiles? What are you talking about? What's going on?"

"I need the team to stand in a circle facing outwards and hold your ground until I get there. You are about to get visitors and if this isn't dealt with carefully it will result in a war. Now hurry and try to seem as unthreatening as possible."

Once I get them to agree I tuck my head down and focus on trying to get there as fast as possible. But, of course, nothing can go my way. Within a few minutes I hear Nat, using her 'I'm panicking but don't want anyone to know' voice, call my name over the comms. Apparently, the local pack has decided to advance and is demanding the Avenger's pack alpha to surrender.

"Alright listen to me very carefully. I need you to repeat after me word for word, okay Cap? I need you to say "We the Avengers sincerely apologize for any perceived slight against the presiding local pack. But, under the deliberative peace declaration found in the third amendment to section sixteen part twenty-four of the High Council of the Otherworld's constitution, under which all members, acting or otherwise, of the Underworld must abide, we request for any and all discussion to be put on hold until our acting emissary can arrive. He is only a few minutes away and therefore will be here soon." Alright Cap, let me know what they say, but don't say anything else until then."

After a few minutes, where I can hear the 'wolves muttering in the background, I'm told that they agreed to the terms and would wait for me to get there. I immediately tell the Avengers to hold position and not say anything else until I get there. Putting on a final burst of energy, I stop just past where the 'wolves would be able to sense me to catch my breath, before unleashing my restraints on my power so that others can perceive it. Strolling into the clearing as though I have not a care in the world, I look over to get a feel for the pack we are facing. Luckily, recognize the alpha as one of the ones I met when I went to the Convention of Underworldly Leaders with Derek as the representatives of the High and Noble Pack of Hale-McCall. High and noble my ass but whatever. Grinning, I decide that starting off friendly might end better, so instead of going with my well thought out (nonexistent) plan, I decide to just wing it.

"Sup Alpha Alexandrio. How goes it? I haven't seen you since the official meeting of what goes bump in the night."

Oh god why don't I have a filter. But at least I can hear some of his betas snickering in the background.

"Grand Emissary Stilinski, still as informal as ever I see. Weren't you the Hale-McCall emissary? When did you decide to switch packs?" Shit.

"Well you see I am still the emissary for the Hale-McCall pack, because I am still a member, but seeing as I am the most knowledgeable connection to the Underworld that SHIELD has, I help them out if they ask me to. As for the Avengers, a have familial ties with two of them and therefore I count them as pack and hold them under my protection. Which means that they are also under the protection of the Hale-McCall pack of Beacon Hills, just ya know an fyi."

"They invaded our territory and the green one almost crushed one of our cubs!"

"They were trying to stop the bad guys who were using your territory as a base of operations. Which, by the way, why didn't you do anything about that?" Ah yes growls the proper way to respond to someone. "If you're done growling like children then could we please get back to business. There was no slight against you. The Hulk is sorry for almost crushing one of your cubs, but they probably shouldn't have been playing so close to a battle anyways."

"You're lucky I like you, you know that, right?"

"Of course you like me, I'm adorable. Now, are we done here? Good. See you soon, it was great talking to you, now come along" (Ponds) "Avengers."

Turning on my heel, I leave a group of stunned 'wolves behind while the 'Earth's Mightiest Heroes' follow behind me like lost ducklings. Batman level badassery achieved. I can feel the questions building up in the others, but I determinedly refuse to look at them because I just can't right now. As we move away from the local 'wolves I can hear their laughter at their alpha and joking questions and I am so relieved that the pack was one that we have good relations with or that could have gone so much worse.

Now to just hope that the others hold off until we are in private before the inquisition starts. Why me.

(AN: 990 words)

QotC: Coffee or Tea?

AotC: Tea because coffee does nothing to wake me up, unless it's an espresso drink then espresso.