ext_31287 ([identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-01-11 05:56 pm

Somewhere outside the dorms, Friday afternoon

There was no way Dean wasn't going to take advantage of the snow and it didn't take much harassing to get Sammy to join him outside.

"So what should we do?" he asked. "Snow fort? Anatomically correct snow people?"

[ooc: for [livejournal.com profile] psychic_wonder but open as well. just be warned that two Winchester brothers and snow tends to end in cuthroat snowball fighting ;)]
likethegun: (i'm making my o rly? face)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-11 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you start making anything involving the words 'anatomically correct' I'm pretending we're not related," Sam said.
likethegun: (i'm watching dean)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-11 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have plenty of fun, Dean," Sam said. "Just the kind that doesn't involve being gross."
likethegun: (i'm making an innocent face)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-11 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Only that suggestion," Sam said. "I'm up for other kinds of fun."
likethegun: (i'm making my o rly? face)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-11 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Non-anatomical snowpeople?" Sam suggested.
likethegun: (i'm watching dean)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Since when did you not want to act like a kid when you had the chance?" Sam asked. "Do you have a better idea?"
likethegun: (i'm smirking at dean)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Sam tried to duck, but didn't make it in time, and ended up with a face full of snow. "Dude," he said, bending down. "Tell me that was an accident."
likethegun: (i'm smiling to the left)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Sam's response was to scoop up a handful of snow and throw it at Dean in return.
likethegun: (i'm laughing while looking down)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You totally started this," Sam said, ducking down and grabbing another handful of snow.
likethegun: (i'm smiling to the left)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, screw you," Sam said, doing his best to aim for Dean's chest.
likethegun: (i'm laughing while looking down)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Sam laughed as the snow hit him on the arm. "That's not what I meant!" he yelled, throwing more snow at Dean's head.
likethegun: (i'm laughing while looking down)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Sam managed to move out of the way, and ducked down to try to gather more snow than he'd been throwing before.
likethegun: (i'm smirking at dean)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
This time, Sam didn't get out of the way before Dean got to him, and he landed with a grunt before throwing whatever snow he had in his hands at Dean.
likethegun: (i'm laughing while looking down)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I hate you," Sam yelled, trying to shove snow up Dean's shirt in return.
likethegun: (i'm thinking really hard)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Sam yelped and tried to squirm away from Dean. "No, not at all!" he lied.
likethegun: (i'm smirking at dean)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
All Sam could think to do as he tried to get out from under Dean was to flailingly grab the snow at his sides and try to throw it at Dean's face.
likethegun: (i'm smirking at dean)

[personal profile] likethegun 2008-01-12 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"You stop first!" Sam said, throwing more snow. "And get off me!"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
From somewhere around the innocent-looking, tall-ish brunette in a bright pink scarf, lime green mittens and purple hat, a snowball went flying towards the back of Dean's head.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Caught in the act of crouching down to gather more ammunition, Dawn grinned back and continued trying to look innocent. "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about. But look, snow!"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
She shrieked as it smacked her in the face, then made its way down her coat. "Mean! What did I do?"

Other than take another handful and throw it at Dean, of course.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Another squeal, and Dawn ran towards Dean, aiming for his knees and planning to tackle him backwards into the snow.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Laughing and shrieking, Dawn started squirming as soon as she felt Dean pick her up off the ground. "Dean! No! I'm sorry, really!"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I can be sorry--" Anything else she might have said was cut off by all the yelling when she landed in a big heap in the drift. "I'm not sorry at all! You deserved it for not watching your back!"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
She threw some snow at him. "It was just so tempting. Like, with a target."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"You're totally using your strength to your advantage," she said, trying to think of how she could get him back. "No fair."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
Dawn faked a sniffle and blinked big blue eyes up at Dean. "Now I'm cold." Woe.