Who’s going to write the story about Scott and Isaac going on a cross-country werewolf roadtrip together? Like maybe they’ve just graduated high school, and lots of other kids in their class died instead of graduating, and both of them are upset about the graduation ceremony for different reasons (Isaac’s dad wasn’t there to see it; Scott’s dad was even though no one invited him), and Stiles is getting ready to go to Lewis & Clark while Scott is getting ready for the local community college. And they’re up late talking one night while the rest of the pack has already gone to bed, and they start talking about U.S. landmarks that they’ve never seen (the Grand Canyon, the Alamo, Mt. Rushmore, four corners), and in the morning Derek and Erica and Boyd wake up to a scribbled note that explains they’ll be back in a few weeks. Scott’s car is a piece of shit and if they’d actually planned this out in advance, Scott would have taken it in to the shop to get a bunch of repairs done before putting hundreds more miles on it, but instead they leave at three in the morning, armed only with a couple of backpacks worth of clothes and what they’ve armed themselves with from the nearest gas station (Doritos, beef jerky, a few Red Bulls each). They head east.