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Who: Mary Winchester, John Winchester, Adam Milligan, Castiel, and Bobby Singer.
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Mary and John's apartment
Summary: THANKSGIVING, oh god so many awkward.
Warnings: ...Winchesters.
[In retrospect, it was a great idea. Thanksgiving! Invite the whole family! Time to bond, to sit their tiny little family all down at once, join hands and be thankful for this once-in-a-universe opportunity to be together, against all laws of physics, logic, or anything they ever dreamed of. It sounded great when it was just the three of them, maybe Cas.
Then they started rolling in. Bobby - not a problem, surrogate fathers always welcome - then John. Still. That's still a family, even if he makes everything a little trickier. Then there was Adam. Oh, Adam. The poor kid didn't ask to be John's son, and it certainly isn't his fault that Mary died and couldn't keep her husband. No matter Mary's selfish feelings, Adam's ultimately just a kid stranded from his family, with nobody to care for him. Leaving him on the holiday felt so wrong that she went ahead and invited him, and damn everyone else. He never had to say yes.
But he did. So that's what brings the entire Winchester family, the other kid, the family friend with an obvious grudge, and an autistic angel sitting around a too-small kitchen table in Mary's (Mary and John's) apartment. The boys are too awkward, Sam keeps trying too hard, and Castiel spends half the dinner shooting dirty looks at John when he thinks nobody can see. And other times, too. Every once in a while, Mary will take a break from trying to cheerfully make conversation and shoot Bobby a sympathetic look while knocking back more wine.
At the end of the dinner, Mary has a moment with Sam and Dean while they're bringing in dishes. The three of them alone in the room, they hear a noise from the living room that prompts them all to look up. She catches Dean's eye and he gives her a pained look that's so plaintive she wants to laugh. Instead, she just takes the platter from his hands and gently tells them both they can go if they want to, nobody will blame them for it. With a kiss for each of them, they make their excuses and go- presumably to hit a bar, to drink at Sam's place, whatever. She can't blame them.
But that leaves Bobby, Castiel, John, her, and Adam in the apartment. She comes back into the living room with a full glass of wine, looking around uncertainly.]
So... is anyone up for dessert?
[When in doubt, food. Food will show them the way.]
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Mary and John's apartment
Summary: THANKSGIVING, oh god so many awkward.
Warnings: ...Winchesters.
[In retrospect, it was a great idea. Thanksgiving! Invite the whole family! Time to bond, to sit their tiny little family all down at once, join hands and be thankful for this once-in-a-universe opportunity to be together, against all laws of physics, logic, or anything they ever dreamed of. It sounded great when it was just the three of them, maybe Cas.
Then they started rolling in. Bobby - not a problem, surrogate fathers always welcome - then John. Still. That's still a family, even if he makes everything a little trickier. Then there was Adam. Oh, Adam. The poor kid didn't ask to be John's son, and it certainly isn't his fault that Mary died and couldn't keep her husband. No matter Mary's selfish feelings, Adam's ultimately just a kid stranded from his family, with nobody to care for him. Leaving him on the holiday felt so wrong that she went ahead and invited him, and damn everyone else. He never had to say yes.
But he did. So that's what brings the entire Winchester family, the other kid, the family friend with an obvious grudge, and an autistic angel sitting around a too-small kitchen table in Mary's (Mary and John's) apartment. The boys are too awkward, Sam keeps trying too hard, and Castiel spends half the dinner shooting dirty looks at John when he thinks nobody can see. And other times, too. Every once in a while, Mary will take a break from trying to cheerfully make conversation and shoot Bobby a sympathetic look while knocking back more wine.
At the end of the dinner, Mary has a moment with Sam and Dean while they're bringing in dishes. The three of them alone in the room, they hear a noise from the living room that prompts them all to look up. She catches Dean's eye and he gives her a pained look that's so plaintive she wants to laugh. Instead, she just takes the platter from his hands and gently tells them both they can go if they want to, nobody will blame them for it. With a kiss for each of them, they make their excuses and go- presumably to hit a bar, to drink at Sam's place, whatever. She can't blame them.
But that leaves Bobby, Castiel, John, her, and Adam in the apartment. She comes back into the living room with a full glass of wine, looking around uncertainly.]
So... is anyone up for dessert?
[When in doubt, food. Food will show them the way.]