Fourth floor common room, Saturday afternoon

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Sometimes the best way to spend a day was sacked out on a couch with all kinds of junk food watching really bad horror movies. Dean had decided that today was such a day. So here he was ensconced on the couch in the common room surrounded by lots of snacks that were really bad for him, watching a movie on Sci Fi that was so bad he was halfway certain that forcing someone to watch it would be labelled a crime against humanity.

Just what he'd wanted.

[ooc: open like an open CR]

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[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"No, not specifically. But the man in question does have to be a blue-blood," she replied.

Penelope looked mildly sheepish. "I'm taking too much of your time away from your really really bad movie, Dean. I'm sorry."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I can watch bad movies any time," Dean said, waving his hand at the tv. "Talking to friends is much higher on the list than bad movies."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she said, ducking her head somewhat. For as much as she hated people staring at her, having friends and keeping them were more important.

"There is one good thing to say about my future, I suppose. It's already been written so I can look forward to no surprises." And she realized by saying that out loud, just how awful it might sound. She wouldn't complain and would rather talk about him, anyway.

"What will you do when you leave here?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Going to meet up with my best friend and we're going to go hunting ghosts and demons and shit," Dean said.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Oh."

...

"Oh. That's, um, nice."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean chuckled. "Yeah, I know it's not exactly a normal profession..."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"But it's a real one?" she asked, curious.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"More like a calling," Dean said, tilting his head to the side.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope bit her lip, considered him thoughtfully for a moment.

"Do you hunt... witches?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes," Dean said. "Depends on the witch."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

She nodded and ate a chip.

Then, "Witches are bad creatures; they should be hunted and destroyed."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean glanced over at her. "I take it it was a witch that made the curse?" he guessed.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Mhm," she murmured, reaching up to cover her nose. "A very long time ago."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean reached over and pulled her hand away. "You don't need to do that. Really, it isn't that bad." He thought for a bit. "Y'know if we could find out more about the witch, we might be able to figure out how the curse works and how to break it without you having to marry someone you don't like." He paused. "Or at least neutralize it enough that something like a nosejob would work."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Her hand went back to her lap when he pulled it away from her nose. "Having my nose fixed is not surgically possible, Dean. My parents checked into that when I was a baby. But the other? I might could help you with that, at least concerning what I do know about the curse. I would love nothing more than to be free," she said, admitting the last very quietly.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Well then," Dean said with a smile, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly, "that's what we'll do then. Because you deserve to actually get engaged to someone who makes you smile."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Between me and you, I hope that isn't for quite some time," she told him, smiling. "But perhaps we can get together and discuss this in not such an open place?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Just name the time and place."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't like to take up too much of your time, Dean. Perhaps just an evening; a couple hours. Hopefully you can help me," she said, her eyes excited by the prospect. "I have a roommate, but I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you stopped by."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Dean said. "And don't worry about taking up my time. Helping people with things like this -- that's part of being a hunter too."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I can see why you reward yourself with junkfood and really really bad movies," she teased.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nothing but the best, sweetheart," Dean joked.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope just laughed and watched the movie. And quite possibly by the end, she would owe Dean a new bag of barbecue potato chips.