Rooftop - Tuesday round sunset

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean lugged his camera and the things he needed to set up the photos he wanted to take up onto the roof, along with a small cooler with ice and drinks and munchies for afterwards. He looked around, picking out the best angles and waited for his model to show up.


[OOC: locked to the girlfriend]

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Dawn said, already sweating as she closed the door behind her. There were a lot of stairs and it was still pretty darn hot out. "Did I hear right this morning? Did Sam get called into the principal's office?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, he did," Dean confirmed. "Principal gave him detention for hitting Alec. I went down to the office and tried to talk him out of it, but he'd already confessed." He shrugged. "Hard to do too much for him after that."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"How would you get him out of it?" Dawn asked. "I mean, isn't there video? Not to mention, Sam did hit Alec." She was a little proud he'd owned up to it.

"So. What'm I doing here?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I told Principal Washburn that it was an accident and he hadn't actually meant to hit Alec," Dean said. "Since Sammy had already confessed she didn't believe me." He grimaced. "And gave me detention for lying."

His grimace turned to a wide smile. "And you're up here because you're a wonderful girfriend who has consented to help me with my photo assignment of berries, birds and air."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"So you're both spending Saturday in detention?" Oooh, prime underwear dancing time right there. Not that she ever did that.

"Berries, birds and air?" She poked her own arm, then shrugged at Dean. "Um, I hate to break this to you, but I'm not any of those things."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I had noticed that," Dean said sliding his arms around her waist. "Don't worry, I'm not actually expecting you to turn into a bird-- although this being Fandom that isn't as impossible as it sounds. There will be feathers involved though if that's okay?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Feathers?" She may have looked a little suspicious. "No glue."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"No glue," Dean promised. "I was thinking more along the lines of braiding them into your hair...?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She beamed at him, already undoing her ponytail and shaking her hair out. "Sure, we can do that. Big braids or little braids?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean went and got the handkerchief he'd wrapped around the selection of feathers he'd collected and brought it over. "Little braids?" he guessed, showing them to her. "Whichever will work best with these."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Okay. This might take a while," she said, sectioning off her hair and starting on a very thin braid from the front. "Unless you want to help? I don't know if boys know how to braid."

She tucked a feather in at about eye level and continued braiding.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I've only done it with leather," Dean admitted, "but I think I've got the concept down if you trust me to try...?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Why wouldn't I?" She finished the braid and moved on to the other side. This one was slightly thicker, and she put the feather in towards the top. "If it doesn't work, we can always undo it."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"True. Guess I've just got used to Sammy and his 'touch my hair and die' attitude." Dean moved behind her and separated some hair to begin braiding.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Sam doesn't let you touch his hair?" Dawn giggled. "How very Angel of him."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Well he'll let me touch it if I'm cutting it or something, but ever since he was about 9 or so, he started getting pissy whenever I messed it up."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Awwwwww. And does that make you mess it up more?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean grinned. "Pretty much, yeah. You know me too well."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She handed back a feather. "Is that bad?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You knowing me?" Dean shook his head as he braided the feather into her hair. "Nah. I kinda like it. Before we came here, the only people I could say that about were Sammy and Dad."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Have you heard from him lately? I mean your Dad, not Sam, since I guess you just talked to Sam." More braiding, this one behind her ear, and it didn't get a feather.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"He sent a package and letter this weekend," Dean replied. "Remember I told you about the stuffed dog Sammy had when he was little?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," she nodded.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I mentioned to Dad a while back that Sammy had lost it," Dean said, tying off the braid and starting another one. "Dad went looking and found it stuffed way in the back corner of the trunk."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yay! You win lots of big brother points for that." Dawn beamed at him. "And I suppose you father wins points too."