“Don’t stop them. Lead them.”
Alright, Alan. It’s time you and me sit down and had ourselves a little talk. You know, as far as mystical black men go, you’re my main man, right? The writers’ obvious inability to plan beyond their noses in the first season unintentionally made you the damn coolest member of a shitty shitty trope, because you gave approximately -12 fucks about fulfilling your role. I like you. You withheld all sorts of useful information for no reason, and I like that in a tv guy. I like to think we’re tight.
But what? That’s a terrible idea. The directions are too confusing, I’m going to get my dick caught in a fan.
People who are totally going to be mega rad and super competent one day: Scott McCall.
People you do not want in positions of real authority: Anyone who is seventeen. (See also: Scott McCall. See exception: Lydia Martin. Put her in charge of everything. Starting with her own agency, please and thank you, but that’s not your fault, Alan, so we’re going to leave that for another day.)
Packs Scott McCall at seventeen could potentially reasonably lead: People his age who trust and respect him. (Stiles, Allison, Boyd, Isaac, etc.)
Packs Scott McCall at seventeen should not be leading: Adults.
Packs Scott McCall at no age should be leading: Those who plot to get aforementioned friend!Pack murdered to death. Those who are apparently going to slash his mother’s throat (please be a dream sequence oh god please be a dream sequence).
All I’m saying, Alan, is maybe this suggestion you’ve made is a stupid-ass suggestion.
I’m electing to ignore it.