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Third Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

Dawn was stretched out on one of the couches and flipping through channels.

"Oooh, sharks."

After a few minutes, she was feeling a bit hungry, so she got up to make herself a sandwich. Any resemblance between the song she was humming and the Teeth theme song was purely coincidental.

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[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
"What would convince him to let you two stay?" Dawn wasn't above begging. Or beaning Dean's father with a frying pan.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"If he thinks we need to leave, nothing," Dean said. "But... I think if he knows we both want to stay..."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Dawn beamed up at him, looking very, very hopeful. "So you're gonna tell him, right?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Dean nodded. "I never would've thought when we first arrived that I'd want to stay, but I do."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Yay!" She hugged him around the waist. "How's your head?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine. Though," he smiled wryly, "if you'd ask me that yesterday, you would've got a different answer. How 'bout yours?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Better," she nodded. "Although I could have done without the throwing up part. Or the headaches. Or the light sensitivity. It was mostly gone by the time I painted on Isabel, though."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Dean blinked. "Painted on Isabel?" he echoed.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"For Greg," Dawn said, as if that explained anything. "Henna, and wee thin brushes. I painted a design on her back for her."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Really." He grinned and pulled her close. "Knew you were a woman of many talents."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Isabel's idea," Dawn showed him her fingers, still stained brown with henna, "I just helped with the execution."

"And, really?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Really," Dean repeated, still smiling, and leaning in to steal a quick kiss.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
She kissed him back. "So, how was your day? I think Blair and I may have over-annoyed Professor Blackadder."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I can't ever imagine you being annoying," Dead told her honestly. "And my day was good. There was pie and tv and even a floor show." He leaned in as if sharing a secret. "Sammy hauled off and punched Alec."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"He did?" Dawn leaned in as well, and whispered back, "What happened? Is Sam okay? Is Alec?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Sammy's fine," Dean quickly assured her. "Alec's got a split lip, but he heals fast. And, really, he's been asking for it for a while. Poke my brother long enough, he'll eventually poke back."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't make Sam mad," Dawn repeated. "Check. He really split Alec's lip? Wow."
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