fandomhighdorms | Sun Also Sets campfire, early Saturday evening

Dean sat at the cabin campfire and mused about the day so far.

It was definitely a surreal day when you spend a good amount flirting with pie. But really, as Fandom weird things go, this one was... pretty cool so far. Nothing to really angst about and hey, hot girls.

He wondered if Pie would like roasted marshmallows.

"Dean," someone called him.

Dean looked up and saw a really hot girl standing there dressed in leather that hugged all the right places. "That's me, sweetheart," he said giving her a lazy grin. "Nice to meet you."

The girl rolled her eyes. "You're not meeting me. You've known me your whole life. Hell, even before -- you were conceived in me after all."

Huh? What is she talking abou- Dean stared at the girl, his mind supplying the girl's probably identity. "Baby?" he asked a little disbelievingly.

Impala smiled and moved to sit beside him. "I knew you'd recognize me. Are those marshmallows?" She casually leaned over Dean, her leather covered body brushing against his arm as she reached for the bag.

Dean swallowed hard and cleared his throat. "Yeah."

"Cool." She pulled one out of the bag and put it on the end of a stick, holding it out over the fire. "Oh and the answer is yes," Impala added, giving Dean a sidelong heated glance. "We're totally having sex later."

Dean took it all back. This weirdness wasn't pretty cool. It was awesome.

[ooc: establishy, but open for any who want to wander by and talk to a boy and his car :)]

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Sam made a grossed out face. "I don't think I wanted to know that," he said. "It's like you're some kind of voyeur."

"Dude, she's the impala," Dean said. "She's not a voyeur, she's just always been there. That's a good thing. Stop trying to make it something sordid."

"It's just weird. You're the one that's always thought of her like a girl with feelings, not me," Sam pointed out.

"Which is why he's my favorite," Impala said, smiling at Dean. "And why he gets to have sex with me."

"You are not going to sleep wit your car!" Sam said, looking at Dean incredulously.

"Sammy, look at her," Dean said, gesturing at Impala. "She's gorgeous -- but more than that she's my Baby. She means more to me than anything but family. Of course I'm going to sleep with her."

"I can't believe you," Sam said. "What happens when she's not herself anymore?"

"What do you mean?" Dean asked puzzled.

"You're just going to drive your car again like nothing happened?" Sam asked.

"Yes?" Dean shook his head. "I've always loved her; nothing's going to change just because I get a chance to show her in a different way."

"You're insane, you know that, right?" Sam asked, although he sounded kind of amused.

"I just know what's really important," Dean said with a shrug.

"Sex with attractive women?" Sam suggested.

"No, that's just fun," Dean told him as if speaking to a small child about something obvious. "Family's important." He nodded at Impala. "She's family."

"I guess there's no point in arguing since it's not going to change your mind," Sam said.

"Really, Sam," Impala began, "it's sweet -- if a bit patronizing -- for you to be so concerned about my virtue. But I'm perfectly capable of making my own decisions of what to do now that I'm human. I know my mind and I know my heart."

"I hope you're really right about that," Sam said sincerely. "Should I leave the two of you alone to...you know, do your thing?"

Sun Also Sets campfire, early Saturday evening

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