There are no cats in America and the streets are paved with cheese!

[errant_jane]

I have decided that the mouse shall henceforth be called Pestilence, as he is clearly one of the four Horsemice of the Apocalypse. Okay, okay, he doesn't ride a horse. Instead he rides a wee bunny! But Bunnymouse of the Apocalypse just sounds ridiculous. Note: bunny, not rabbit. It is all tiny with its little ears of terrifying cuteness. True

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[sadcypress]

When you are married to Dean, I am coming over for dinner once a week. Just so you know.

[errant_jane]

Totally fair. Do you want to come for Sunday family dinners with Sam?

[sadcypress]

I WILL BRING DESSERT.

[errant_jane]

DEAL! Dean likes all pies, of course. Sam likes lemon bars. Dean mock him for this (on principle more than anything else, really). We play Monopoly afterwards until it starts to get ugly. Which, let's face it, is almost immediately. Who came up with that brilliant idea, anyway?

[dahlia_lis]

this just shows once again that Sam is perfect for me. =) I totally agree that mice are disgusting and disease ridden creatures.

[errant_jane]

OH NOES!!! Surely you would not kill a wee tiny adorable helpless mousie, would you?

[dahlia_lis]

Heck yeah I would! I am deathly afraid of mice. That's why I need Sammy... to kill them for me! =)

[dmlpacker]

I think I'll have to fight you for Dean. *raises fists*

Yay for story!

[fish_echo]

Heeee :)

In case you were wondering (AND I KNOW YOU WERE!), this is why I love you!

Also, I have a good lemon bar recipe.

[bassgrrl]

I kinda love the conversation between the two of you.

I'm not really sure how to respond to you being married to Dean.