Dean Winchester | 008 | Video

[venatical]

Well, welcome to the other side.

[ Dean's been laying low since this place decided to turn into an episode of This Is Your Life, featuring some of his least favorite angels of all time, but after their stint in the tunnel, it seems kind of dumb. They know he's here, even if they didn't talk, and Dean knows they're here, and what the hell ever.

He's got stuff to say, anyway. He spins around in his chair, revealing the wall of monitors behind him, some of them showing feed from the Cape. ]

Now we get to see what life's like over here. Ever wonder what those cameras were hooked up to? [ He grins tightly. ] Found it. Lots of seats up here too to make it nice and cozy.

[ Dean's pissed, and it's thinly veiled, but he breaks off from that to look away and then back again. ]

Has anyone seen Charlie? Redhead, big nerd, game for miles. Tell her to call me.

[ She probably just got lost in the shuffle, right? (He can't even fool himself that much.) ]

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[foundacause]

[ Aw Dean. Don't stop flirting. It'd hurt her precious little feelings. You're her favourite human. ]

I can think of plenty of better things do with naked with Cas than play poker.

Do I need to draw you a picture or can your imagination work it out?

[venatical]

Why don't you go ahead and draw me something? I'm low on the porn reserves now.

[ Okay, he won't stop flirting. Also, they're going to need to rebuild their shared romance novel library. ]

[foundacause]

Alright sugar, I'll be sure to leave it on your bed for you so you can use it during your alone time tonight.

[ They need romance novels. Like, seriously. And gossip magazines. ]

[venatical]

Now that's the kind of housewarming -- science center-warming present I can get behind.

Maybe you oughta leave one for Cas, too. He might actually need the help.

[ This feels so weird, like a dog walking on its hind legs, but it's not bad, either. Just... flirting with a demon kind of. ]

[foundacause]

Now there's an idea. Consider it done.

[ And while she's no artist, she'll give it her best. And next time he goes into his room there will be two sketches waiting for him. A Meg sandwich and a Cas sandwich.

Not that she's hinting at anything... ]

[venatical]

[ Ha ha, cute. Fun. Good times, flirting. Dean hangs up.

...and then later on, when he gets back to his room, he finds the drawings and calls her back up. After a few minutes to... take everything in. ]

You know... [ He starts out slow and then comes out nodding, impressed. ] You have a hidden talent.

[foundacause]

[ Take everything in or let things out, Dean? Was there a towel and hand lotion involved? She won't judge.

A ghost of a smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. ]

Oh Deano, I have a whole bunch of hidden talents.

[venatical]

If you decide to ask Cas to life model for you, don't forget to put a sock on the door or something.

[ He's actually aware of her talents, and he's done a damn good job of pretending none of that happened, but the more they flirt, the more the memories pop up again.

And it's only memories doing the popping up, okay. Jeez. ]

[foundacause]

Like that's going to happen. I'd probably get more action out of an ice cube.

[ No, it doesn't hurt. What are you talking about? It's fine. Shut up! ]

But if by some miracle it does. I'll remember the sock - or send you an invite.

[ If he ever wants a refresher course then Meg wouldn't be opposed to the idea. All he has to do is ask. Hell, he doesn't even need to ask. Just whisk her off to bed. Or the desk. Or maybe one of the Infirmary. She's not fussy. ]

[venatical]

I dunno. Once you get him revved up...

[ And here is where Dean will stop talking. He and Cas haven't even made it past kissing, but he knows there's some untapped something in there, waiting to get out.

He smirks again at her invite -- ha ha right -- until it occurs to him that it could really be a real thing that happens between them, and then he isn't sure what to think, and he has to try not to look as desperately awkward as he suddenly feels. ]

[foundacause]

[ It seems like it's always two steps forward, one step back. But it will happen. For Dean. And for Meg. It's her mission to make it happen.

Those angel goods need sampling. ]

Or we could take it in turns and compare notes.

[venatical]

Yeah. Yeah, I'll get back to you on that one.

[ Ha ha. Awkward laughter. He shouldn't let Meg know that she's sort of getting under his skin in this weird... way, so maybe he should... go.

He clears his throat. ]

Thanks again for the "artwork."

[foundacause]

[ Aw Dean, what's a little awkward flirting between future sister wives? ]

I hope it gives you many nights of inspiration.

[ And she'll hang up so he doesn't have to worry about his delicate little pride. ]