"Azzie's old place", Tuesday mid-afternoon: BABY SHOWER!
The girls had outdone themselves with the black and pink decorations. Dean could only stare at them in muted horror and awe for a few moments before pulling himself together.
There was food catered by Piper's sure hand, gift bags with little pink plastic bottles of holy water, black salt shakers, and novelty handcuffs (don't ask), baby shower bingo, a guess the baby (or toddler) board, and a basketball hoop over the trashcan.
Dean could only take looking at lists of actual baby shower games for so long before he felt the need to inject a little more testosterone into the whole deal.
Now he just needed the guests and the pregnant woman.
[ooc: going up early for time zones and the fact that I fully intend to sleep in, tomorrow. Wait for the OCD! OCD is go. We are down with the SP sickness.]
There was food catered by Piper's sure hand, gift bags with little pink plastic bottles of holy water, black salt shakers, and novelty handcuffs (don't ask), baby shower bingo, a guess the baby (or toddler) board, and a basketball hoop over the trashcan.
Dean could only take looking at lists of actual baby shower games for so long before he felt the need to inject a little more testosterone into the whole deal.
Now he just needed the guests and the pregnant woman.
[ooc: going up early for time zones and the fact that I fully intend to sleep in, tomorrow. Wait for the OCD! OCD is go. We are down with the SP sickness.]