Don't rock the boat

[likedillinger]

Characters: Dean Winchester, the crew of the Enterprise II, and all Jedi & company seeking passage to Mon Cal
Location: IN SPACE. On the Enterprise II.
Planet: From Coruscant > Mon Cal
When: Yesterday through the next couple days
What: Living out the soap opera that is their lives
Rating: ... Let's go with PG-13 - R to be safe

Comments

[likedillinger]

[Dean's coming down to eat his delicious pies but...

oh

where are they 8(

He looks around and sees only... Gabriel hanging out there.

Awkward] Uh, hey.

[intuitivelyapt]

[This time when he's barged in on, he actually feels a smidgen of guilt. Since he is eating pies that were intended for Dean, judging by Skipper's bitchfit.]

Hey. [He averts his eyes and shoves the remainder of the pie he was working on into his mouth.]

[like_dillinger]

[OMG HE IS EATING HIS PIE. OMG DEAN TOTALLY SAW THAT

fuck if he starts shit about this it'll turn into

a bitch fight over jo again

he should man up and say nothing

but then gabriel will think he can get away with murder forever lol maybe even literally dean

omg quandary]

... How's that engine running?

[intuitivelyapt]

[ lol silly you dean. he already kind of did that (re: murder). and he'd do it again too if he thought he could get away with it on the ship >:c

but he's trying to be good especially after dean's bitching and moaning about the force shit. hopefully he could trust jo with his ~~deep dark secret~~ and not get pitchforked off the ship.

anyway oh nice a subject change]

Good as ever. We should have enough fuel to make it to Mon Cal. Not so sure about making it back, though.

[likedillinger]

Yeah, well the Jedi are footin' that bill, and they better pay up when we reach Dac. [He opens the fridge to very obviously look around for his pie 8| ]

[intuitivelyapt]

Are you looking for something? [Is he that stupid or can he just not help himself? Who knows. (it's the latter.)]

[like_dillinger]

... Yeah. Buncha pies Dawn made me. Had my name on 'em.

You wouldn't know anything about that. Would you?

[intuitivelyapt]

[Oops. Sylar wipes at his mouth just in case there are pie goo comically caked around it. (There isn't.)]

Are you talking about that? [He motions toward that counter, where a sad and lonely 1.5 pies remain.]

[likedillinger]

... It was a much bigger pile, actually.

[intuitivelyapt]

[With as much nonchalance as possible:] Someone must have eaten them.

[likedillinger]

No shit, Sherlock. Wonder who might have done that.

[intuitivelyapt]

Well, you know what they say. You can't have your cake and eat it too.

[meaning: haha you can't fuck jo and then eat all the pie motherfucker >:( ]

[likedillinger]

Guess I'm gonna have to get a fridge with a lock.

[intuitivelyapt]

Oh, Dean. Why would you do something like that?

[likedillinger]

Because someone never learned to keep his hands out of the other kids' lunches.

[intuitivelyapt]

I didn't see your name on anything.