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Sam Winchester ([info]wnchestrgeekboy) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-10-26 23:19:00

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Entry tags:dean winchester, sam winchester

Who: Sam and Dean Winchester
Where: Their house, then who knows?
Why: Getting in their quality time.
Rating: Language.



Sam waited to hear the tell-tale clomp of Dean's shoes on the kitchen tile before he sent Roxy in Dean's direction with a note tied to her collar. It said, "My other Dad is way better than you."

Sam waited in the living room, feet propped up on the table with a cold beer in his hand for his brother's reply, however it would come.



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[info]wnchestrgeekboy
2008-10-27 09:26 pm UTC (link)
"Not my fault you're a 'tard." Sam retorted. He frowned when his team failed to shoot the goddamned puck and were letting their goalie get overworked and...

"Christ,Jesus! Shoot the fuckin' thing!" He shouted at the TV, face scrunching. He turned towards Dean. "M'ok. I got Cassidy and Soren to enlist in our Candy Day army."

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[info]doubleup
2008-10-27 09:29 pm UTC (link)
Dean didn't really get hockey, but he knew enough to know that the people clustered in one corner were a Bad Thing. He drank silently until Sam mentioned the Candy Day Army. "Sweet. We need to increase our ranks. Plus, one of 'em can drown people that go after my fucking candy corn."

Oh, woe befall the person who got between Dean Winchester and sugar molded into triangles.

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[info]wnchestrgeekboy
2008-10-27 09:50 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah. Strength in numbers. Don't worry dude, I got your back. No one's getting your candy corn. And this game is a fucking clusterfuck."

Sam polished off his beer and threw some popcorn in his mouth. He held the bowl out to Dean, so he could take some too.

"S'up with you?"

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[info]doubleup
2008-10-27 09:54 pm UTC (link)
Dean, as was his way, took a fistful of popcorn and crammed it in his mouth before answering. It's why "not much, what's up with you and Anne" turned into "othg ush thongaooo amb?"

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[info]wnchestrgeekboy
2008-10-27 10:18 pm UTC (link)
Thankfully, Sam was fluent in 'Dean-with-his-mouth-full'.

"We're good. Baby's right on track. Listen, uh...you think she could move in here? With us? I mean, I want her to be here with me. I should ask Bela, too I guessJESUSCHRIST! DEFENSE YOU ASSHOLES! "

This game was going to kill him.

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[info]doubleup
2008-10-27 10:55 pm UTC (link)
Dean nodded, washing down the popcorn with beer. "It's not like we don't have enough room and woah, okay, Sammy, don't pop a vein or anything." He blinked and laughed a little, shaking his head. "Don't you Hulk out on me."

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