[mary is equally excited and worried. there might be a cake and presents waiting for dean at the house, but she doesn't know how he's going to respond to any of it. yay birthday dinner?]
Dean will be disgruntled and vaguely embarrassed, but it's his mother, and he feels like he owes her a huge apology for the demon thing. So he'll go. When he hears his mother's voice, he jumps slightly, and glances at the tablet. Don't say that so loud, Mary, Dawn might hear!
"Hey, Mom," he replies, sheepish, scratching the back of his neck. Awkward Dean is awkward. "Uh, don't say that so loud, or I'm gonna have a really pissed off Dawn on my hands."
[voice to visual]iwantafamilyJanuary 25 2010, 04:43:49 UTC
"You didn't tell her?" Mary asks, only letting him get away with using a word like 'pissed' because it's his birthday. She hates how it sounds, but today he's going to get a free pass on a lot of things. Lately she's been giving him space, letting him deal with what happened however he sees fit. She's not upset with him, and she never was. It's hard getting him to believe that, though.
"Your friends are going to find out sooner or later." Toby's message over the tablets is not something she's planning on mentioning. It was a sweet thing to do, and she's not about to get him in trouble for it. "Maybe you should tell her yourself."
Yeaaaah, he realized that about halfway through saying the word. He won't say it again, but still, awkward. Dean knows Mary's been really patient with him, but he can't bring himself to really look at her. He'd said some awful crap when he'd been a demon, and he hates himself for it.
"I'm not planning on them knowing at all," Dean replies, fiddling at something on his car. "Dawn and Buffy would wanna throw some biga-- huge party, and I'm not on board."
He wouldn't know how to handle it, either. He's never had a party.
While she might not remember him now, Kaylee knows she must have known Dean at some point. After hearing that it was his birthday, well, it's certainly a good excuse to say hello to a person and reestablish some form of friendship with them, right?
Right.
She's alright with the car setting, too. Might be something nice to take a look at later, if he'd let her.
Dean actually misses Kaylee. While he's been going through a lot of crap in the past month, he hasn't forgotten that she's here again, and he's been thinking about trying to get in contact with her again. Unfortunately, Dean's sort of a dumbass when it comes to those things, and he doesn't know how to get in touch without making it sound like he's trying to pick her up.
So when Kaylee speaks up over the tablet, Dean jumps, hits his head on the hood of his car, and then mumbles profanity under his breath as he grabs the tablet.
"Yeah, what--" Pause, and then he grins vaguely. "Oh, hey, Kaylee. Yeah, I got a minute, what's up?"
Well, if she ever wanted to get a guy's attention, making them hit their head on the hood of the car probably isn't the best approach. Kaylee doesn't blame him for sounding a bit irritated when he first picks up. She grimaces a little. "Y'alright?"
Right how to put this. "Well, I heard it was your birthday today...and I figured I probly would've said somethin' before, when I did know ya better, so why not say it now?" No, that made no sense at all. "Uh, in any case...happy birthday, Dean."
"Yeah, fine," Dean replies, waving it off. He doesn't even feel it, not a big deal. He's had about a million times worse. And besides, whether she knows him or not, he wouldn't be mad at her.
The mention of his birthday surprises him, though, and he tries not to scowl at it, because that would so give the wrong impression. He manages it, and gives her an easy, much wider grin than before, wiping his hands on a towel nearby.
"Thanks, sweetheart, means a lot," he replies. "Where'd you hear that from, if you don't mind me asking?"
Dean's doing his thing, clanking at something underneath the hood of his car, so he doesn't hear Judith immediately. But when he pauses, he hears her voice and glances over at the tablet, wiping grease off of his hands.
"Hey yourself," He calls back, a half grin on his face. "Haven't seen your pretty face around before. Who'm I speaking to?"
Judith is caught off-guard, but not by much; it happens, from time to time, it's just that now isn't a time she'd expect someone to be flirting--but he's probably been here long enough to get used to it, and some people would try to get their swerve on in a firestorm.
"Same," she says, which may even include the 'pretty face' part, "I'm Judith--hey, I don't want to be a pain in the neck, but what are you working on? I can't see enough through this little camera thing."
Probably too much information, but Dean hasn't been laid in months. Whenever he sees a chick who isn't Buffy or Dawn, he's going to try his luck with them. He probably won't get anywhere, considering this isn't exactly an environment where he can do a hit and run, but there's no harm in flirting. And... to be completely honest, this isn't even flirting for Dean, not yet.
"Name's Dean, and I'm working on my car. '67 Chevy Impala. Just checking to make sure nothing's wrong with her."
[location: outside the castle]likeajoanJanuary 25 2010, 22:10:54 UTC
Oh, Buffy sees you there Dean. She sees you working on that car and not telling people things (thank you eternally Toby). So, she comes stomping out of the castle, right up to the Impala, and without further preamble, proceeds to smack him on the arm.
Toby is going to get a noogie of death the next time Dean sees him. Provided he figures that out. Either way, that doesn't stop an angry looking Buffy from stomping out and hitting him.
"Ow, Bendy, what the hell--" Dean moves out of way, and he will grab the wrench to fend her off if he needs to. And then there's a pause, and: "... Did you just call me a stupid-face?"
Nope, Dean's going to judge her insulting skills and also skirt around the subject, because that is how Dean rolls when he doesn't want to talk about something. He scoots back over to where he was working on his car before, and starts working again.
"Yeah, 'cause it's not important," Dean replies, rolling his eyes. "You really gotta work on your witty banter. You're getting weak."
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[mary is equally excited and worried. there might be a cake and presents waiting for dean at the house, but she doesn't know how he's going to respond to any of it. yay birthday dinner?]
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"Hey, Mom," he replies, sheepish, scratching the back of his neck. Awkward Dean is awkward. "Uh, don't say that so loud, or I'm gonna have a really pissed off Dawn on my hands."
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"Your friends are going to find out sooner or later." Toby's message over the tablets is not something she's planning on mentioning. It was a sweet thing to do, and she's not about to get him in trouble for it. "Maybe you should tell her yourself."
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"I'm not planning on them knowing at all," Dean replies, fiddling at something on his car. "Dawn and Buffy would wanna throw some biga-- huge party, and I'm not on board."
He wouldn't know how to handle it, either. He's never had a party.
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Right.
She's alright with the car setting, too. Might be something nice to take a look at later, if he'd let her.
"You got a minute?"
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So when Kaylee speaks up over the tablet, Dean jumps, hits his head on the hood of his car, and then mumbles profanity under his breath as he grabs the tablet.
"Yeah, what--" Pause, and then he grins vaguely. "Oh, hey, Kaylee. Yeah, I got a minute, what's up?"
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Right how to put this. "Well, I heard it was your birthday today...and I figured I probly would've said somethin' before, when I did know ya better, so why not say it now?" No, that made no sense at all. "Uh, in any case...happy birthday, Dean."
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The mention of his birthday surprises him, though, and he tries not to scowl at it, because that would so give the wrong impression. He manages it, and gives her an easy, much wider grin than before, wiping his hands on a towel nearby.
"Thanks, sweetheart, means a lot," he replies. "Where'd you hear that from, if you don't mind me asking?"
Subtle, Dean.
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"Hey," she calls, tapping her own screen, "Hey!"
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"Hey yourself," He calls back, a half grin on his face. "Haven't seen your pretty face around before. Who'm I speaking to?"
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"Same," she says, which may even include the 'pretty face' part, "I'm Judith--hey, I don't want to be a pain in the neck, but what are you working on? I can't see enough through this little camera thing."
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"Name's Dean, and I'm working on my car. '67 Chevy Impala. Just checking to make sure nothing's wrong with her."
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"You big... stupid-face!"
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"Ow, Bendy, what the hell--" Dean moves out of way, and he will grab the wrench to fend her off if he needs to. And then there's a pause, and: "... Did you just call me a stupid-face?"
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One hand on hip, and looking very accusatory, she states: "You didn't tell anyone it's your birthday today."
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"Yeah, 'cause it's not important," Dean replies, rolling his eyes. "You really gotta work on your witty banter. You're getting weak."
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You got any other surprises in store you aren't telling me about?
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