Shooting Range, Monday Afternoon
Dean got to the shooting range early. He spent the time he was waiting for Peter to show up, going over his guns, cleaning and doing maintenance. You'd never know when some monster was going to show up and need blowing away. Or when Dad would show up and demand an inspection. Both really good reasons to keep his guns in top condition.
It had nothing to do with the fact that working on his guns just made him happy, not at all. And he was most definitely not humming Blue Oyster Cult songs under his breath as he worked
[OOC: for English Peter, but open for all your shooting needs]
It had nothing to do with the fact that working on his guns just made him happy, not at all. And he was most definitely not humming Blue Oyster Cult songs under his breath as he worked
[OOC: for English Peter, but open for all your shooting needs]