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Peeta Mellark is Bringing Pastry Back (not_hijacked) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2011-04-05 23:53:00

Entry tags:

!random pairs, dean winchester, peeta mellark

Who: Peeta Mellark and Dean Winchester
What: Random meeting and flying pans
When: Tuesday Afternoon
Where: The kitchens
Status: In Progress

Peeta ducked as a pan flew past him and he had the urge to throw it back, but chances were the strange little man that had thrown it would just vanish again like he had when Peeta had swatted at him with the wooden spoon he'd been mixing the batter with after the first pan had narrowly missed him. Since then Peeta had just tried to ignore him, hoping he'd get tired and float away, but that didn't seem to be happening.

Instead, the little man picked up the pan and another wooden spoon and started banging it while singing some song that made no sense at all. Really, all Peeta had wanted was to bake something and now he could feel the beginnings of a headache starting.

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reality_porn
2011-04-08 03:48 pm UTC (link)

Dean gave a noncommittal sort of grunt and shrug. "Aside from the fact that it's called the Land of Make Believe, located on the planet of Imagination?" he asked. He shook his head. "I mean, if I didn't know better, I'd say it was just that--the product of someone's overactive imagination. And maybe some hallucinogens. But I don't know."

He wished he had his car, so he could take a road trip around the city. Maybe see what things were like outside the city limits. "You really have to question people pretty thoroughly if you want to know anything. But it's really just a matter of asking the right question."

The question was, what was the question. Because the answer was clearly not 42.

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not_hijacked
2011-04-11 01:04 am UTC (link)

Peeta listened to Dean as he kneeded the dough with his hands before sprinkling flour on the counter top and placing the dough on it. "I wonder if the other people in town are like us. Although if this is a product of someone's imagination then they could be too." He frowned slightly as he took the rolling pin in both hands and started flatting the dough.

"So, what was that you were doing with the salt?" He finally asking, glancing towards the doorway where Dean had sprinkled salt across the threshold.

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	reality_porn 2011-04-12 10:34 pm UTC (link)
	"Spirits are...well, spirits," Dean said, "Ethereal. Incorporeal. Whatever. Salt is solid. Earthy. It disrupts the energy that allows them to manifest. You put down a salt line, they can't cross it." Simple as that. Dean didn't really care how it worked, as long as it worked. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

not_hijacked
2011-04-17 02:36 am UTC (link)

"That's interesting. Where would one learn something like that?" Peeta asked, rolling the dough flat before arranging it in the pie dish, "I mean, you weren't exactly surprised to see...Peeves when you came in." Peeta really wasn't sure what was more strange, being taken from the Arena and plopped down in some strange castle or the fact that there were ghosts and people who apparently knew how to fight them.

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reality_porn
2011-04-17 03:18 am UTC (link)

"It's kind of the family business," Dean said, shrugging his shoulders. It wasn't something he often shared under normal circumstances, but these weren't exactly normal circumstances. He might as well educate his peers.

"Anyway," he went on, "Most folklore starts from a kernel of truth, so if you research the old wives tales and stuff, there's a lot of information that's been handed down. Especially among families of hunters--monster hunters--like mine. Thankfully most these ghosts that have shown up here seem pretty more annoying than vengeful."

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