007: [holo] Back to Normal

[fudgingkillyou]

"... Yes! FinallyYes, that is Dean on the tablets, examining himself for any signs of childhood. He's grinning widely, and is back to being thirty again, mind and body. He's incredibly thrilled, and happy to be back to normal, even if he can't really remember most of the last week. He just knows he'd been six for most of that week

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[inked_wiccan]

Willow's cheerful smile lights up the tablet. "Happy to have you back. I didn't get a chance to see you, being all...beat up and everything. Xander's strict when it comes to bed rest."

"Gonna get all liquored up to celebrate?" She asked with a small giggle.

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[fudgingkillyou]

Dean hasn't seen Willow in a while, but he remembers her, and he's so excited to actually be the right size that all he can do is grin. He catches the bit about the bed rest, and reminds himself to ask about it later.

"Damn straight I'm gonna get liquored up. Pretty sure Sammy wasn't gonna let me drink booze as a midget."

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[inked_wiccan]

"God, I haven't drank since.... Well, it's been a long time. And it was the 'wallowing in self-pity' drinking."

She laughed, lifting a hand to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. "Well, he wouldn't be a good brother if he did. Can't have kids driking alcohol...or coffee. Even if the kids are really fully grown males with cars and hunt spooky things."

[fudgingkillyou]

"Hey, drinking is drinking," Dean shrugs, not mentioning that his drinking had been the same type. He's not sure if he'd even admit that to himself.

"Man, I could've gone for a drink, though. Being pint sized sucked. But yeah, Sasquatch is responsible." Pause, then: "And Mom probably would've kicked his ass, anyway."

[inked_wiccan]

"True. But the various emotions one feels while drinking can vary. Can be happy drinking. Celebration. Yay!" Willow said, demonstrating with a little fist pump and a big grin. "Or it could be sad drinking," Willow counters, making with the frowny face, her bottom lip jutting out.

Willow laughed, "And sent you to bed without dessert. What a travesty that would be," she agreed.

[fudgingkillyou]

Dean chuckles. She's amusing, he'll give her that. "See, I'm going for the celebration drinking, which is gonna happen the second I find a hatch. Been way too long."

Oh, man, Willow has no idea. Going to bed without apple pie? Especially Mary's apple pie?

"Don't even joke about that. Mom's apple pie is the best damn pie you'll ever have," Dean says in a serious tone, though he's still grinning.

[inked_wiccan]

A small chuckle escaped the witch. "Well, as long as it's the celebratory kind of drinking, I'll allow it."

A bemused smirk crossed her face at his serious tone. "I dunno, I've had some really great apple pie in my day," Willow replied, with a 'I'm not really impressed voice'.

[fudgingkillyou]

"Man, what is it with redheads and control issues?" He asks, mostly teasing. Though he is thinking of a certain other redhead that had told him the same thing.

"No, you haven't, 'cause Mom's is the best."

[inked_wiccan]

Willow, of course, doesn't get it and she makes a 'I dun get it face'. "Um...okay?" She laughed, taking a sip of tea that she'd made not long before Dean's joyous post.

"Well, how would I be able to compare? I've never tried your mom's pie," Willow chuckled, totally ignoring anything that might be misconstrued as gross. "Besides, you're starting to sound like a six year old again."