003 | accidental video

[likemichael]

[When the camera flickers to life, it catches the back end of a conversation as it's being fiddled with, the view of work boots, the voice recognisable to anyone who knows Dean at all.] ...I'm just saying, and what I say goes, because I'm older.

[Dean's motions stop suddenly and sharply.] No freaking way. No freakin' way! Okay, I'm officially on

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[likelucifer]

[ People watching the feed can't see it but Sam rolls his eyes and pushes himself forward, coming to a stop next to Dean in the car. He's pulled himself into the passenger seat by the time Dean comes back with his phone, running his hands over the dash and on the ceiling. ] Is it really her? [ did he really just say that ]

[likemichael]

Hell yeah it is. [Yes, Sam, come to the dark side, personify the car with him.

He revs the engine a few times and nods at the rattling noise in the air vent.] Hear that? It's totally her. [But, as if he needs to be sure, he reaches over into the back and tugs the upholstery away from the left hand side back door, showing off their initials carved into the door. Putting it back in place, he sits back in his seat.] Bobby's house, my baby, you alive... man, things are kind of too good right now.

[likelucifer]

[ He laughs a little, opening the glove compartment-- yep. Silver bullets and knives, along with fast food napkins and a few ketchup packets. ] Yeah, kinda waiting for the other shoe to drop.

[likemichael]

Well, until it does, we're gonna just make the best of this. [He settles back comfortably in his seat, turning the engine off for now, to save fuel.] How you feeling, by the way? [And Sam gets a quick once over look.]

[bamfinleather]

Nice car.

[likemichael]

Damn right. [A laugh.] Thanks.

[bamfinleather]

'67 Impala, right? How does she handle?

[likemichael]

You got it. She handles like a dream, if you know how to make her move.

[bowsbeforehoes]

Dude, that is one sick ride.

[likemichael]

Hell yeah she is. '67 Impala, best thing Chevrolet ever rolled off their lines.

[bowsbeforehoes]

Gotta agree with you there. You put anything custom into her?

[likemichael]

No way, man, she's a classic. I keep her just how she's supposed to be. My kid brother screwed around with a... uh, iPod jack, but I put a stop to that.

[bloomingchange]

[ HAVE SOMEONE WHO KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT CARS. ]

Oh, you have a car, Dean-san?

[likemichael]

Not just a car, sweetheart, the best damn car out there.

[bloomingchange]

Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't know that!

[likemichael]

Hey, no apologies necessary. You can come see my baby, if you want, once I get Sammy settled in the house.

[softenedbyme]

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[Raven cannot see the car yet but she can mock Dean for considering a car his baby.]

...Family reunion with a car, Dean? I knew there was something off.

[likemichael]

Didn't I tell you me and Sammy were part machine?

[He chuckles a little bit.] How you doing, sweetheart? Got your sea legs yet?

[softenedbyme]

No, it never came up during our conversations. [They were filled with exciting accusations of people eating and then her dying after all.]

...Not both of them. [It's a learning process, Helen tells her.]

[likemichael]

Yeah, we're like Transformers. I'm Optimus Prime. Sam's Bumblebee.

[He gives her a slightly sympathetic noise.] It'll come to ya. And hey, you could get a dog. Or get your boyfriend to help you round.