Fourth floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Having just arrived back from two days of doing not much but driving around in the Impala and possibly getting naked in the back seat as Sammy had suggested, Dean and Alec flopped themselves down together on the couch with large quantities of fast food they'd brought back with them.

"Now all we gotta do is find something worth watching or at least mocking on tv," Dean said as he flipped through the channels with the remote as Alec unpacked the food, "and the day will be pretty much perfect."

[OOC: Open of course, x5_alec modded with permission]

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[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec chewed at the end of a fry as he pulled out a couple more burgers. "Monster movies? Or soap operas," he suggested, glancing at the screen. "Is there anything on?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Not so far," Dean said, "though I'm sure there's got to be something..." Dean trailed off as he flipped the channel one more time. "Dude, what the fuck?"

He stared at the screen as people dressed in a way that brought back memories from that summer that had ended with a frying pan to the head. "Did Sam send a batch of cookies to some tv show?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec blinked, leaving a load of burgers and fries and chicken nuggets and things on the counter of the kitchen as he went to join Dean. "Why, what's this?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You remember last summer when bad cookies made people think they were characters in Grease?" Dean nodded at the tv. "Looks like they might be filming something similar."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Handing Dean a burger, Alec sat on the couch and grinned at the TV. "Yeah? Is it as dramatic as when it happened here?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Donn't see any frying pans yet at least," Dean said unwrapping the burger. "But it looks to be just starting."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec watched a moment, somewhat bemused. "So, is it, like, televised auditions?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, looks like," Dean said, slouching a little lower on the couch and leaning slightly against Alec's shoulder. "Kinda like music class, just without the green demon MC."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"What do you think of that class so far, by the way?" Alec asked, leaning back as they watched people try out en masse.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean shrugged. "'S not bad. Though I hope there's no more bubblegum categories, punk or otherwise. What about you?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"I don't even know what that was supposed to mean," Alec said, annoyed. "You'd think we could learn what we should be singing before he actually assigns it."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Though you haven't been doing too badly so far," Dean told him, nudging his shoulder a little.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter came in and looked for a seat on the couch. "Hey man, how's it going?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"It's fun, yeah," Alec said, then paused. "You think so?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I do." Dean tilted his head. "Course, I might be little biased..."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Dean greeted Peter. "Pretty good." He grinned. "Just got back from taking the Impala on a road trip. Made for a good weekend. You?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Haven't been killed by the girls yet," Peter said. "Figure that means I'm ahead."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Alec said, grinning around Dean at Peter. "Pretty good. We're watching crappy TV."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Not being killed is always a good thing." Dean grinned. "Just another good reason to be scarce this weekend."

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Neil had spent much of the day putting the finishing touches on his extra credit for Traditional Fairy tales and was now looking for something to eat.

He'd pretty much gone through the food stuffs on the third floor and was not in the mood for another PB&J sandwich thank you ver much. So, when in doubt, head up a floor and see what might be on the 4th floor to shamelessly raid.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Crappy TV is the best kind," Peter said. "What form of crap did we pick? Game show? Reality? One of a thousand crime dramas about how the lab geek who usually doesn't see the light of day gets to solve the crime, interrogate the perp, and win the court case at the end?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Any word on the street about when we can expect revenge?" Peter said. "I wanna know when I'm gonna need to dry my clothes out again."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Hey Neil," Dean greeted him. "Pull up some fast food and help us mock bad tv."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John walked into teh common room to work on something. He was wearing shorts and was not staring at his uncasted left leg.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nah, but I haven't had a chance to check with my sources since I got back." He figured he could probably get some info out of Dawn, especially since he'd returned her things.