Reality Crisis

Piotr decided it was finally time for him to meet this man that Molly was living with. It was both an urge to protect her and make sure that she was safe where she was - and an urge to know the man whom ran the compound that had been his first home on this strange planet. Since he was visiting the forest more regularly, Piotr thought that it was high time.

So he waited near the entrance for some sign of life within. Molly didn't seem to be around currently, so there was nobody to talk to to pass the time. Instead, he sat on a rock, poking a stick gently at the ground. Gently because he didn't want to piss off fairies. A mantra he'd picked up and never been able to let go of.

When he heard the sounds of somebody walking nearby, Piotr stood again to look.

"So, let me get this straight. You met a hot chick, blonde, great legs, named 'Dinah'? Sounds like you met...wait, no. D's got dark hair now." Dean gave Aidan a look, but he had to laugh, shaking his head. "Not that 'Dinah' is such a unique name, but that's messed up." He took a few steps.

"Did she have a killer set of lungs?" He stopped, putting his hand up. He might not be with the woman, but he was a little protective. Maybe. "I mean could she really scream." He winced as that didn't seem to make it better. His mind was going to the gutter quickly.

"Fuck it. Doesn't matter." He waved it away. He wasn't over whatever had happened, but he wasn't going to hold a grudge. "So, mystery meat, mystery booze, then we can find my brother. I bet he has a few theories about that thing up there." He motioned to the whatever it was looming in the sky. He'd noticed it; who hadn't? "Ever seen something like that?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to hang out with is brother, but sometimes Dean needed friends of his own. It was an odd feeling still, yet he was digging it. Having a bro that was just his. He'd never admit to it, certainly not that way.