Stiles shows up out of freaking nowhere and tells Cora to let Lydia go. Well someone’s been attending Derek Hale’s School of Dramatic Entrances. The final exam is backflipping off a flight of stairs.
It’s hard to take Deucalion seriously when you know he had to be listening in on Scott and Allison’s conversation so he could time his elevator ride so he’d run into Scott. “OK, OK, I hear him walking to the door, I think he’s almost done. Now I just have to call the elev—dammit, who’s holding this thing on the fifth floor?!” To be fair, his ridiculousness levels are still kind of high after last week’s “DEMON WOOOOOOLLLLLFFFF!”
My favorite ginger genius Lydia Martin wakes from what appears to be another night of restless psychic sleep. She calls out for her mother, who is once again not there and who has once again “Left [her] feeling like a lunatic,” which she follows by sharing a significant glance with the moon. That little detail isn’t all that important, but I need to include it so you all know why I’m going to be calling these Beacon Hill Scoobies “The Lunatics” from now on. It’s a great band name; their first singles will include “Sad Jogging” and “My Mom Tried to Kill My Boyfriend, Part 1.”
Ohhh, Stiles. The Internet’s never known a moment where it didn’t ship him with someone, but it sure is nice to see him getting some legit romantic (or at the very least sexual) screentime canonically. Pretty solidly this show’s secret weapon, he’s like the lovechild of Seth Cohen and Pacey Witter, which is essentially a recipe for swoonage.
I can’t even recap every twist and turn this sequence took, because I can’t even keep track of who all these alphas are yet. There’s Lady Alpha (I think there’s only one?), Fake Blind Alpha (who I think might also be the leader), Bald Nuisance Alpha, plus the amoeba twins, who in my head right now are named Huey and Louie.