"If I write my name on it, am I...saying that I own it?"

"Yes."

"Maybe I'll do that later. Windy, uh..." 

He just sort of wants her to return to card form. 

She does.

Now for the fun part.

"Through, allow me to pull my inhaler out of the floor." 

He hopes he doesn't look too ridiculous, hitting a card with a pink wand.

It's... pretty ridiculous, yep. But it works.

Cool. Card, captured. Inhaler, retrieved. 

He heads upstairs to see how badly people are panicking. 

They're not, really, it's not like gusts of wind in a single classroom are that weird.

A boy with a pink staff running around the school is weird, though, especially since he was supposed to have been having some kind of medical emergency.

Scott mostly doesn't address the copious lies Stiles told to the entire school.

He does find the nurse and explain that the pink staff is a comfort object that helps calm him down if he loses his inhaler, and Stiles was just saving him the embarrassment of admitting it. 

And why did Mr. Stilinski decide to claim responsibility on behalf of Scott for the bizarre wind?

Bizarre winds are cool! He thought it would be funny.

He'll accept detention on Scott's behalf too.

Other than joking around about the wind for who knows what reason, he hasn't actually done anything wrong, so he'll just get a warning and be sent on his way.

Back to class, that is. And Scott should go, too.

Scott does not object to class. He keeps his cards and his Kero in his bag and pays attention.

Stiles attends and pays very little attention.

Kero makes almost no noises!

And no other cards seem to manifest at school.

Things calm down as much as they can, after a display like that. 

And they go home. 

Scott drops the backpack on his bed. 

"Okay, Kero, you can come out now."

Stiles calls his dad and works on retrieving snacks downstairs. 

He comes out. "That was very well done!"

"...Thanks. It was my first try, I'll try to be more careful next time."

"Yes, some of them can be very dangerous."

"Can I do something to prepare myself? Should I meditate more with the cards who are already with me?"

"Meditating with them will make it easier to understand them and know how to use them."

While Stiles rummages around downstairs, Scott pulls out his cards and lays them out on his desk.

The Song, the Windy, the Through. 

He sits in the chair, placing his hands over the cards.

He closes his eyes, and clears his mind of everything except the cards he's met.

It's slow going, much slower than it was at school.

He can wait.