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[Dean is sitting on the couch, beer in hand -- and he's not looking terribly happy.]

I don't know what the hell to think anymore.

((ooc: Dean, being Dean, was out past curfew. He's lost his ability to hide his emotions, so if he's feeling something, you're gonna know -- and you're gonna know why. Unfortunately he's feeling broody and angsty right

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...?

Uh, you okay?

[belligerency]

No, I'm not okay, Sa --

That reminds me, what the hell am I even supposed to call you?

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It's almost your birthday---is that what this is about? Don't get all pissed about it. I was joking about the whole "old man" thing.

Sam does work. Just...Sam. I'm not going to leave it up to you to rename me, since you'd probably come up with some bullshit name like BROBOT 8000.

[belligerency]

No, you shit. Well -- maybe, but nothin' you said.

Hilarious. What about my Sam, huh? What if I only want one of you and you both come wonderin' what I want with you?

((ooc: You killed me. I am dead.))

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Well.

[looks away]

I'm not your Sammy. Call me whatever. Honestly, though? You don't have to pay any attention to me. It's just---it's hard on us both, I think.

((*salutes!* I aim to please ♥))

[belligerency]

Come on, man, don't do that kicked-puppy thing. That's one thing you two do exactly the same. Yeah, sure, it's friggin' hard to be a brother to the both of you, but even though you're not my Sam, you're still Sam, and as long as you don't have your own brother to kick you in the ass when you need it, what the hell ever.

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I'm not---I'm not doing the---the kicked puppy thing---

[is totally doing the kicked puppy thing. Sighs and rubs his face with both hands]

Permission to kick my ass not granted, but I doubt that'll stop you.

Now what's wrong? Yeah, good try dodging the bullet with that one, but you're still Dean, even if you're not my Dean. And I know Dean. And that face? That face of yours rates like an eight on the troubled thinking scale.

[belligerency]

I don't know what you're talking about. [nice job hiding it there, Dean]

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C'mon. You're not allowed to go "blah blah I know you Sam blah older brother" at me and not expect me to do the same to you. Something's wrong and I know it. I---I've watched you my whole life. How could I not know you?

[belligerency]

You're a stubborn pain in the ass, you know that? [quiet for a moment, taking a swig of beer]

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Can't choose your family. Even family from alternate dimensions.

[sighs and sits down]

Seriously, dude. I'm just gonna sit here until you start talking.

[belligerency]

You haven't been here long enough to get it. [staring at the beer bottle]

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Try me. [not budging kthx]