2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt wandered out to the common room to attempt to fix some breakfast. Attempt. Someone hadn't inherited his mother's culinary skills, not one bit.


[ooc: I need distraction from the hell of my job, but pings may be slow from time to time as we get more info about frozen alstroemeria, non-red roses, and the fact that we've overloaded our receiving docks and the warehouse is paralyzed. Whee!]

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[blessed_twice]

Wyatt peered at his eggs. "In theory, you could call it that," he said.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean looked at them too. "Dude, that's a horrible thing to do to innocent eggs."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt wrinkled his nose at the eggs. "My mom's the cook, not me," he confessed. "Give me something I can microwave and that's about what I can handle."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"At least you didn't set them on fire," Dean allowed.

[blessed_twice]

"Thank god for small miracles," Wyatt said wryly. "I can use all the good luck I can get."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, how's the whole Bel thing going?" Dean asked. "You heard about Blair being possessed?"

[blessed_twice]

"No, I didn't hear about that," Wyatt said. "He okay? We have a spell to vanquish the Source, but we're gonna need Aunt Phoebe to help say it, and she's run off with him to the Underworld."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Blair's fine," Dean assured him. "Dad exorcised him." He frowned. "She did? Is she possessed too?"

[blessed_twice]

"I'm not sure," Wyatt said slowly. "I don't think she was really herself. She seemed really off. I know she loves him and all, but she wouldn't condone him being evil. It goes against everything she is."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Guess it depends," Dean said slowly. "If she loves him enough, that might... influence her judgement."

[blessed_twice]

"It could," Wyatt said reluctantly. "But in my past...she did it. She helped destroy the Source when it was in Belthazor."