i'm slippin' into the lava | and i'm tryin' to keep from goin' under

[like_dillinger]

Characters: Dean Winchester, Ruby
Rating:  Probably R for language.  It's... Dean and Ruby.  And Dean's already missing his pants.
Time Period:  Modern
Location:  Kitchen.
Relative Date:  Following close upon this.
Status: Closed. PM if you wish to join.  Completed.

Something was off.

Beyond being trapped in this place, by forces that could

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[thatdemonbitch]

For all the fun Ruby had been having try to figure out how the hell she was supposed to navigate this damn castle -- and trying to find the wayward hardy boys in the process, now that she knew they were also present -- she'd somehow still managed to not locate the kitchen to quell that burning desire she had for french fries.

Until today.

What at first might have been considered a godsend -- or, you know, maybe not God exactly -- was quickly becoming a nightmare as soon as she stepped through the door and saw a very familiar looking moron with his pants off

[likedillinger]

Hearing that voice behind him, when he was very literally caught with his pants down, had the effect of making Dean's head jerk up so lightning fast, that he bammed his brow hard on the edge of the ice cube shelf.

"Sonuvabitch," he cursed venomously, recoiling from the freezer, and bringing a hand immediately to his head. When he drew it away, it was sticky with blood.

But really, that was only a minor inconvenience compared to the fact that Ruby was standing there, very much alive, and smiling this smug asshole smirk, even as she looked disgusted at how she'd caught him. He would have been pissed as all hell by the sight even if he wasn't half naked, but the fact that he was only served to make it worse. Like God, the Devil, and the whole host of angels were breakin' out the goddamn popcorn for this.

"What the hell are you doin' in one piece?" he hissed. His immediate reaction was to reach for the knife, but he remembered too late that it was in his pants.

In the freezer.

Juuuust peachy.

[thatdemonbitch]

There was something in the way he addressed her that made Ruby give just the slightest pause. In one piece, probably, combined with the way she saw his hand twitch for a weapon that wasn't there. She gave no outward indicator that she we going to let it bother her, though -- that would be dangerous. No, in order to stay on top of the situation, she had to seem like she didn't give a fuck what was coming out of Dean's mouth. So, instead, she just laughed at his blatant agony and rolled her eyes.

"What the hell are you doing with your head in a freezer?" She returned promptly with a well-placed sneer. Moving to take a few, pacing steps around the kitchen, she got a better look of what else was in the freezer now that his head was out of it. She raised a brow. "Better yet, why are your pants in it? I don't know if you missed the memo, but Lilith's breaking seals. We don't have time for you to be sitting around here dicking around in freezers and trying to help out your angel pals

[likedillinger]

"None of your damn business," he retorted to her first question. He sure wasn't about to tell Ruby that he had something seriously wrong with him. She'd just eat that shit up. He moved to step in front of her when she looked in the freezer, glaring down his nose at her. He was about to make a comment to cover for his pants being in the freezer, when she brought up Lilith (which was probably good, because he really didn't have an effective cover for that anyways), and he backpedaled immediately.

"Excuse me? Back up the damn truck. Lilith's not gonna be breakin' any more friggin' seals, since she was the last one." His confusion turned to anger as he realized she was probably mocking him. "As if you didn't know any of that."