The High-Fructose Corn Syrup Experiment

When Scott opened the front door to find Stiles rocking back and forth on his heels on the front porch, an enormous backpack on his back and smelling overwhelmingly like artificial fruit, he almost closed the door. But, alas, he hesitated for half a second, and then it was too late. "I want to test your werewolf-y taste buds. With Skittles. For science."