theatrical_muse application
Dean was relaxing just taking a nice break from hunting. Bela was off visiting friends, and he let her go alone as she asked. Not like he didn't trust her to come back, to not go off with some other man. He was flipping through the channels as he laid in bed with a plate of tacos. That's the moment he almost choked when he landed on the news.
Museum robbed, mummy's bracelet stolen. Someone came in the middle of the night. Police have no leads, and no clue how the thief got in. All entrances were locked, and security system still armed.
"Bela."
That was all Dean could say about the woman he'd gotten close to, closer then he damn well should of. So close the crazy bitch was out there robbing museums carrying his children.
"Son of a bitch!"
He paced and went grabbing his phone trying Bela's number, getting no answer. He muttered and hung up, pacing. Visiting friends, he couldn't believe he fell for that. She had said she wouldn't pull any jobs while pregnant. He was worried, worried for the woman he had fallen for, and worried for their unborn children. He heard the lock in the door and she walked in dropping a bag of money down.
"Before you ask Winchester, I'm fine love."
"The hell were you thinking?"
"That we were running out of money Dean. That we needed things for these spawn of yours."
"Ours. Our Spawn."
"Yes well, I was thinking of them. We don't need you caught for credit card fraud yeah?"
Dean had to think this over and muttered.
"Yeah. just try not to get on the news."
Bela just grinned at that. And Dean groaned knowing she loved the attention, no matter how indirectly it was obtained.
Muse: Dean Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
300 words
Museum robbed, mummy's bracelet stolen. Someone came in the middle of the night. Police have no leads, and no clue how the thief got in. All entrances were locked, and security system still armed.
"Bela."
That was all Dean could say about the woman he'd gotten close to, closer then he damn well should of. So close the crazy bitch was out there robbing museums carrying his children.
"Son of a bitch!"
He paced and went grabbing his phone trying Bela's number, getting no answer. He muttered and hung up, pacing. Visiting friends, he couldn't believe he fell for that. She had said she wouldn't pull any jobs while pregnant. He was worried, worried for the woman he had fallen for, and worried for their unborn children. He heard the lock in the door and she walked in dropping a bag of money down.
"Before you ask Winchester, I'm fine love."
"The hell were you thinking?"
"That we were running out of money Dean. That we needed things for these spawn of yours."
"Ours. Our Spawn."
"Yes well, I was thinking of them. We don't need you caught for credit card fraud yeah?"
Dean had to think this over and muttered.
"Yeah. just try not to get on the news."
Bela just grinned at that. And Dean groaned knowing she loved the attention, no matter how indirectly it was obtained.
Muse: Dean Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
300 words