The Order? Damn, so maybe he had been right. Maybe the guy was an unspeakable, who had worked for the Order as well... Seamus shrugged, he really just wanted Dean’s dad to be an unspeakable, because it sounded freaking awesome. But, he supposed he couldn’t really ask for much more; being part of the the Order was pretty brilliant, anyway. He picked up a brownie, as he walked over to the fridge -- just to double check there was no cake in there... Pies? Well, he had struck gold. He picked up the pie and walked back over, grabbing a fork and starting on it. He was sure Dean would let him have the whole thing. “So that’s all she found out? Well that’s lame. We might have to ask around ourselves. I guess she’s busy with the whole DA and school and wedding thing. Can’t believe she’s engaged, that’s really weird, yeah?” Seamus had always pictured himself, eventually, having a few kids and settling down. But, he thought he would have a few grey hairs by then. “Weird.”
“So, she was upset then. I can’t imagine your mum upset. I bet it was weird.” He was using that word again, but really, it described just about everything right now. “It was weird right? What did you end up doing?” He lifted another mouthful of pie into his mouth and god it was fucking brilliant, maybe he should tell Dean’s mum he thought he was adopted, just to get her on another baking spree. A little cruel, but he was sure once he had another one of her brilliant pies in his system, he would be short of caring --- too much.
“I really don’t want a yard, mate. Let’s get one of those yard-less flats. I mean our friendship fern can live in doors. I just really don’t want to mow the lawn anymore.”