Magic Box, Thursday
So, the pony thing had been... interesting, and it had really hammered home how much Sam wanted to spend more time in Fandom, to keep an eye on Zoe and Grace and to help whenever things went haywire as they inevitably would again. He'd thought about going back and teaching another class, but it was weird to teach without Dean, so Sam had gone looking for work in town instead. His intention had just been to get a job, but after a few letters of correspondence back and forth, he now had the keys to the Magic Box and a surprising feeling of responsibility.
He spent most of the morning checking inventory, seeing how everything was organized, and bringing up Google on his phone to try to figure out what some of these herbs were even for. It was actually pretty nice to throw himself into something where he had a lot to learn.
He spent most of the morning checking inventory, seeing how everything was organized, and bringing up Google on his phone to try to figure out what some of these herbs were even for. It was actually pretty nice to throw himself into something where he had a lot to learn.