[in progress]

[explosionsgirl]

Who: Cadman exlosionsgirl and Dean fullonswayzed
What: In which Cadman and Dean are on watch, and they bond/snark/flirt.
When: The start of Day 02, around 2AM.
Where: The local police station
Warnings: If anything, adult language and innuendo; possibly discussion of gore. Dean and Cadman, all; like anyone thought any different.

Comments

[fullonswayzed]

Dean cracked the top off a beer (hell, fake IDs were good for something, and he'd had enough in the trunk of the Impala to get rip-roarin' drunk) and took a long, leisurely drink. Christ almighty, he needed it. And probably another three or four just like it - Dean had the alcohol tolerance of a German speed-drinker (built up over many, many years of boozing that he probably should have spent in school) and he knew his limits. Just enough to make him relax, not enough to cost him awareness or reaction time. Ka-ching.

He settled back against the wall, shifting his shoulders so the concrete wall wasn't quite so 'inyourface!' about being fucking freezing and considered her question.

... Which was loaded. Usually one he wouldn't answer, or dance around, or whatever the hell it was he did when people said, more or less, 'hey, how's that 9-5 treating you?' But hell, she was there. She saw the whole undead nation invasion. So it was either honesty or bust, and man, funny how his natural instinct was to lie through his teeth even at times like this.

"Uh."

Yeah, eloquence was a family trait. "Yeah, guess you could say that. Me and m'brother and our Dad, we're what you could call hunters. I guess you could call us the non-squeaky-clean, R-rated version of the Scoobies." And wow, didn't that metaphor just ... break his brain.

...

Sam was totally Shaggy. It fit, at least in description (boy's gotta cut his hair before Dad does it for him with a pair of clippers, swear to god)

Anyways.

"Never dealt with zombies before, but eh." A shrug, followed by the inhalation of another twinkie. Seriously, man. Ravenous. "Killed one supernatural nasty, you've pretty much killed 'em all, y'know?"