Room 314 - Early Saturday Morning

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Last night had been...interesting. Chuck had fun, yes, and he didn't regret anything that happened at all, no matter how awkward it felt after. It just gave him a lot to think about. He didn't like that too much. Having stuff to think about was no good. Thinking meant that there wasn't much sleep going on and no sleep meant that Chuck wasn't in the

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Yeah Chuck wasn't going to get any sleep any time soon.

Mary had found Chuck's room first because it was closer than her other Dad's and also Chuck was probably less likely to yell at her for messing with a portal.

She wandered into his room with an absent, "Hi Dad."

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Oh, god. It was another one. He was still actually on the relieved side still. It was entirely possible for Chuck to have real kids claiming to be his. That would have been way worse than whatever this is.

"You're bigger than the other one," Chuck noticed. By this time he was just laying on his bed, listening for the terrified screams of his fellow students.

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"Other one?" Mary asked, cocking her head to the side in confusion.

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Chuck narrowed his eyes. That looked familiar. There was no denying that this kid was probably his, she looked like him, after all. But there was something else familiar too.

"Yeah. There was someone else calling me Dad earlier," Chuck said. "She was tinier than you."

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Mary frowned and put her hands on her hips. "Have you been sleeping around again, Dad?"

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Yes.

"Aren't you a little young to be asking me that question?" Chuck asked, matching her frown. Like he needed some little kid judging him.

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"Wouldn't have to if you didn't keep doing it," Mary said with a shrug.

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Oh this kid was a little brat. Chuck would be proud if he wasn't the one being bitched at.

"If I keep doing it then it obviously means your Mom doesn't have a problem with it," Chuck said, smirking at her. "Which means you shouldn't have a problem with it either."

Ah, Chuck logic.

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Mary's eyes widened. "You did not just go there," she said in shock.

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Chuck looked confused. "What? What did I do?"

Obviously whatever he did was terrible.

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"Dad hates it when you play the M card," Mary reminded him. "Besides, if anyone's my Mom, it's you. You had me after all." This was said in the tone of repeating something she'd heard many many times before.

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And that would be Chuck staring. If he stared and tried to process everything then maybe he wouldn't freak out. Yes. It was working. Kind of.

"I'm no biology teacher but I'm pretty sure I can't have a kid," Chuck finally said. He looked like he was about to freak out at any moment.

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Mary rolled her eyes and spread her arms. "Surprise. It's a girl."

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Chuck bitchfaced. He knew it was a kid but, dammit, he couldn't help it. "Don't get sarcastic with me. Save that for your other dad."

Man, that sounded weird.

"...and who is your other dad?" Chuck would like to know who he'd have to kill.

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"Dean Winchester." Mary cocked her head to the side consideringly. "Just how many guys do you sleep with that you have to ask?"

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"You have to be kidding," Chuck said, ignoring the question because the answer was simply 'a lot'. "There is no way I'd ever--okay, I did, but there is no way I'd do it aga--"

Chuck stopped mid-sentence because that would have been a lie.

"You're kidding," Chuck decided. He wanted to be in denial, thank you.