10th Message - [Video Post]

[dulcisnuntius]

[The video opens to Dulcie, dressed much more sensibly than usual, crouching outside a large and very haunted looking mansion. She whips a recording device out of her backpack.]I'm outside the old Peterson Mansion now. There have been reports of violent poltergeist activity, and I have been hired to investigate. Time to employ the ol' Dulcie form

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[dude_imbatman]

[Dean is already inside the mansion with an EMF detector. He fiddles with it as he walks through the building. He's concentrating on the levels, poking at picture frames and toeing pieces of debris out of the way. A noise makes him turn on the balls of his feet, head cocked. He takes a couple of steps to one side, reaching for the shotgun in the duffel bag.]

Alright you creepy bastard. Let's do this.

[Yeah, he thinks he's talking to the ghost]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie rounds the corner, gun in hand.]

Who are you calling creepy?

[dude_imbatman]

[Great. Her. She gets an eye roll]

Hey if the shoe fits.

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie puts the safety on her gun and tucks in back into her waistband.]

I though I told you to stay off my turf, Winchester.

[dude_imbatman]

Now it's your turf? Lady you really gotta take a less delusional look at your life.

[He puts the sawed off on a table next to him.]

I'm guessing you were hired [Yes he says that like it's a dirty word]

[dulcisnuntius]

Yes. Because unlike some people, I'm actually trusted to find out what's going on here without getting anyone shot in the process.

[Dulcie starts pulling her own equipment out of her bag.]

So are you going to stay out of my way, or what?

[dude_imbatman]

Sorry, Sweetheart. I was here first. [Yeah he's that immature.]

No reason to even unpack that stuff but if you're nice I'll let you collect your dough for my job.

[dulcisnuntius]

Very mature, Dean. And if you don't lay off with the patronizing 'sweetheart' business, I am going to shoot you in a very sensitive area.

[Don't mess with short people. They are on good castration level.]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean rolls his eyes at her but her comment hits home. He's known her long enough to know she'll do it. Well maybe not shoot but kick him hard enough that any prospect of children becomes touch and go]

Fine. Dulcie. You want to work on this case, you're stuck with me.

[He pauses for some thought.] And I want half your fee.

[dulcisnuntius]

In your dreams, sweetheart. The Peterson trust hired ME to solve this case. It's not my fault you keep tagging along.

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean smirks and shrugs] Alright but the Petersons aren't gonna be happy when you don't have a major piece of the puzzle.

[He digs something that looks like a voodoo grisgris out of his pocket, tosses it up in the air then tucks it back inside his jacket.]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie puts one hand on her hip and raises an eyebrow.]

What the hell is that?

[dude_imbatman]

You'll never find out, now will you. [He's got that oh so superior smirk on his face]

[dulcisnuntius]

<[Dulcie gets a 'I am so about to punch you in the face' look in her eyes. Before she can open her mouth, however, a chair is suddenly flung at them. Dulcie grabs Dean by the his arm, and with a considerable amount of strength for such a small person, she slams them both against the nearest wall.]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean hits the wall with an oof and gives her that patented Dean Winchester grin.] Dulcie, you want me against the wall all you gotta do is ask.

[And to prevent a tirade out of her, he pulls her closer and kisses her]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie make a noise of protest into Dean's mouth, but doesn't pull away. Oh what the hell. Everything else is a competition with them anyway. She flips them around and moves her hands down to go for his ass.]