Fourth floor Common Room, Sunday evening

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

After taking Sammy out for a run and a game of catch, Dean grabbed all the fixings for phenomanl subs and headed down to the common room. Making himselfa couple of huge sandwiches, Dean settled down on the couch to watch the American Gladiator finale.

Every now and then, he'd toss another piece of deli meat to Sammy.

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir had originally intended to go to the third floor common room with his work, but there'd been no one there and the scratch of his pens on the page and the turn of pages had seemed especially lonely to him today. As such, he'd decided to head up to see if any of the others had anyone sitting around, doing homework, cooking... even watching television.

He could stand the things when they were on, even when the screen was curved.

He gave Dean a smile and a wave as he walked in and found a spot, but didn't bother him further since he hadn't spoken to the other boy since his first weekend, as far as he could remember. He didn't want to bother him, after all.

...though he did wonder about the dog.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Dean greeted him with a lazy wave and tossed some ham to Sammy.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Hello," he said, turning the page on his work. "Been a while. I hope you don't mind. The quiet was bothering me downstairs."

He peered over the table at the dog.

"He's a handsome animal. I didn't know you had a pet."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I do. A cat named Hunter. But this isn't a pet. This is Sammy, my brother." Dean waved a hand. "Random Fandom weirdness."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded, though he wondered what the Random Fandom weirdness he might be referring to could be.

"I'm sure he's a very nice Dog. I'm sorry I didn't meet him previously."

...no, it didn't occur to him that this might be the Sam who was in his cooking class with him. Why do you ask?

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean smiled wryly. "He's usually a lot taller. And less furry. Same puppy eyes though."

[likethegun]

Sam was happily munching away on the deli meat as he stretched out on the couch. He had almost no interest in what was on the TV, but he couldn't leave Dean while Dean was providing him with food.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Focused more on the tv, Dean reached out and absently scritched Sammy's ears. "Dude, strong women are hot."

[likethegun]

Not as hot as Dawn, Sam thought, giving a sniff of displeasure at the TV.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Everyone's a critic," Dean said, giving him some more meat and some more scritches.

[likethegun]

Sam sprawled happily under the scritches. As much as he preferred being human, he could have ended up in a worse way than being a dog.

When one of the female gladiators came on the screen, Sam barked at Dean. Is that your type?

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Who, Crush? Hell, yeah. You saying you wouldn't want to Hang Tough with her?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter came in and saw what was on the TV. "Gotta say? Show about demons would be less frightening. Hey Dean."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Peter. And what, you don't think strong women are hot?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Nothing against strong women," Peter said. He made himself comfortable on a couch. "I'm just a little scared of the outfits."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, okay, I can see that," Dean allowed. "When I had to wear the cheerleading uniform was bad enough."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"If God is kind to me, there are pictures of that," Peter said.

[likethegun]

Sam picked his head up at the sound of Peter's voice, and was caught between wanting to run up to him, and wanting to blend into the couch so he wouldn't notice him.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Sam was soooooooooo outta luck.

"Is that Sam?" Peter asked, since 1) Dean was in the room 2) beagle and 3) it was a rare Saturday when Peter didn't listen to radio.

[likethegun]

Sam wasn't terribly surprised that Peter knew it was him, and barked at him in reply before hopping off the couch and going over to him.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Peter said. Now that they were close he could see the Sam-ness in the eyes. "So how does this work? 'cause I feel like rubbing your stomach is going to cross some boundaries."

Not that saying that out loud wasn't bringing up some memories, mind you.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie scampered into the CR and sat in front of the refrigerator whimpering.

*/"ZOMG! Someone feed me!"/*

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean glanced over. "Okay, when did this turn into dog school?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

*/"I'm not a dog!"/* Jamie yipped. */"I'm a human in a dog's body. Now open the fridge and make me a steak!"/*

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'm assuming you're a student and not a really badly behaved pet," Dean said. "In which case," he gestured at Sammy, "get in line." As an afterthought he threw the new dog some of the meat he'd been giving his brother.