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"Right. Pie. Pie's always good." Not that Dean hadn't gotten to turn away from food... several times in the last few months. Even pie, once, although damned if he was going to stay around and eat it around those three or more demons
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[ooc: yay! And yes Sam loves having a Dean around, anytime really. The writer of his Dean is MIA without internet for who knows how long. He's happy to talk to Deano]
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And yeah, it was still to come, the moment when Dean would register that it was alright for Sam to drive him in the Impala too. Maybe he'd get there, one of these days.
... at least he let him drive around in her without him? That was more than nothing...
ooc: *grins* And *sighs* yeah, I know. We miss her too. This one is a lot newer, but to judge by how loud he is? You couldn't guess. And hee! And haha watch the Winchesters pretend that things are ok to each other. *facepalm* At least for a day.
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"Except when I get a hold of a lucky rabbits foot," Sam smirked.
ooc:She's doing alright, just not internet alright. I talk to her on the phone sometimes. I think Dean is loud, no matter who's head he's in? He's just a loud muse. Of course they'll act like things are ok for the day. They're Winchesters. Talk about it? What?
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For now, he was driving.
At that comment, he looked sideways at his brother, one eyebrow going up. "Huh. Is that a hint that you've lost a shoe again? Or you need new boots or somethin'?" And yeah, he was kind of smirking too, at that.
Most of what they lived through... was fair game of being made fun of. And a few of the things they didn't live though. It made things easier. ... marginally.
ooc: *nods* thanks. I see her updates on the mun journal, but yay phonecalls! And yeah, I guess he is. And hahaha! yes. Even if this one got to learn about Sam's 'walk' from a Ruby. Pie is sacred. They do not fight when there's pie.
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Honestly, Dean could have driven twenty four seven if he'd wanted. He was there to be bossy and short and do all the driving. That was what Sam cared about. And laughing? Well it was better than crying because Winchesters didn't cry.
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Not that the diner was that far. In no time at all, he was pulling up in the parking lot and killing the engine. Another sideways look. "What pie are we hoping for today? Cherry? Apple?" A beat. "Lemon?" Yeah, yeah. Poke poke. Once he'd at least marginally snapped out of the self-accusation bit, he was going to show that he was alright, right? Complete with bad attempts at jokes?
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"Apple," Sam responded glibly. "Not that the apple pie is ever worth it."
Oh yeah, the bad jokes were just continuing.
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"I never tried that one, you know. Not that I wanted to, after a bit." Small shrug. "Let's go see. But if there's orange pie, I'm gettin' that. Live dangerous and all!" For a passing moment, he wondered if there really were people for whom orange pie was a risk. Living dangerously. Then he shook his head and got out of the car.
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"And of course they make orange pie. I've had orange pie!" Small pause. "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... ... didn't see any death stars, though. Sorry."
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The waitress shuffled over - the older one, apparently, for their table. Well. Not everything could be perfect, right? Dean grinned up at her anyway, and did ask after the selection of pies.
No orange. Well.
Then he squinted at his brother. "D'you want anything other than pie?" Yeah, no, he wasn't going to suggest sausages.
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