4th Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

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Alec was holding court in the common room, taking advantage of having Dean ready to bend to his every whim and desire - which was being used for non-evil or dirty purposes as Dean made Alec milkshake after milkshake.

Anyone stopping by would also get a milkshake. Alec's logic said that Dean's were the best, so everyone should get one, despite the possibility of souring his double on milkshakes in general for years to come.

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Dean was a little amazed at exactly how many milkshakes Alec was putting away. "You're going to make yourself sick of them," he warned as he handed over another.

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"No way," Alec said, stirring it a little bit with his straw. "I've only had... four? so far. I could have a lot more and never get tired of them, dude."

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"Sometimes you are so five," Dean said.

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"And yet you continue to indulge me," Alec said, smirking.

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"Hey, a bet's a bet," Dean said with an identical smirk. Completely ignoring the fact he pretty much indulged Alec all the time anyway.

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"Yeah, and so you've got, what, another week of me giving orders?"

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"Five days," Dean corrected. "Not including tonight."

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"I don't even know what else to have you do," Alec confessed, sipping his milkshake thoughtfully. "Not that I'm letting you out of it just yet."

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"Somehow I didn't think you would," Dean said.