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[iwatchtjhooker]

When; Tonight, 24 January
Rating; PG-13 so far (for drinking?)
Characters; Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, and OPEN (if you know Dean or Sam, you're welcome! or you could just be in the bar)
Summary; Dean's having a birthday. Sam doesn't care what he thinks.
Notes; Multiple threads, thread-jumping, whatever you want! It's a party, anything goes.
Log;

After the prank he'd pulled earlier, Sam thought Dean might need a break. He also thought it might be prudent not to be home when Dean got there. So Sam staked out a favorite bar of Dean's, called some of his friends, and left a note.

Dean--

Hey, didn't feel like cooking so I went out. Meet me at [some bar, come on Dean, it's your favorite! they have tater tots], okay? I have something to tell you. Sam

There was a chance Dean wouldn't come, but it was a bar, and the house would be quiet and lonely, and Sam was pretty sure he'd come. In the meantime, he savored the thought of the day Dean must have had...

Comments

[charring]

Charlie walks in a bit later, grinning. The minute she spots Sam, she heads over to him with a wave. "I got DeeDee. Tried to convince him it was a curse. I don't think he bought it."

[iwatchtjhooker]

Sam smiles back, waving from the cluster of tables in the corner he's staked out. "Hey, Charlie. I don't know--Dean's pretty wily. But I'm sure it was memorable."

[charring]

"I don't think I've ever seen anyone look that alarmed or confused in my life," Charlie says with a small chuckle. "It was priceless."

[iwatchtjhooker]

"Man. I should have gotten people to film is." He shakes his head. "Lost opportunity."

[dudeimbatman]

Once Dean's had a beer and mock scolded Sam for the 'party', he makes the rounds, saying hello to everyone there. He sits down at the bar, nudging Charlie with his shoulder.

"Admit it, you've been waiting for the chance to smack my ass."

[charring]

He gets a mock-long-suffering sigh and a guilty smirk, Charlie hunching her shoulders and ducking her head in a completely false display. "You caught me. I have. It's kept me up at night a few times. How on earth am I going to have a happy life if I can't smack Dean on the backside at least once?"

She grins, nudging his shoulder in return. "Having fun, Dean?"

[dudeimbatman]

"Yeah, I get that a lot."

He chuckles and glances around the bar before he nods. "Yeah...starting to." He looks back to Charlie. "What about you?"

[the_dawnster]

Dawn shows up cause she and Dean are BFF's (except don't tell him that because she doesn't think he'd like being anyone's BFF) and Sam and her are slowly becoming BFF's too (not that Sam knows that, sorry Sam, she has plans for you). Anyway, she's there cause it's Dean's birthday. She's wearing a pair of skinny jeans with boots that come up over the hem of them to her shins. She has on a dark red blouse beneath a leather coat she just bought with her own money, go her.

She comes bearing gifts, in the form of double chocolate brownies. She knows that Dean has a sweet tooth just like she does, maybe other people will have one too. Lord knows she can't eat all of these by herself! Well, she can but that wouldn't be half as fun as sharing... supposedly.

[iwatchtjhooker]

"For me?" Sam teases, as he waves her over. He's glad people are showing up--of course, they're all girls so far, but when did Dean have any guy friends? He's just glad that maybe, just maybe, he can give Dean a decent birthday--and make up for the day that's just happened.

"So," he said. "Operation Annoy Big Sibling--think it was a success?"

[the_dawnster]

Sam gets a big smile as Dawn makes her way through the bar over to him. And then he gets a one-armed hug since her other hand is full with the plate of brownies. "For everyone! And that so includes you and me, I don't care what anyone says." Sadly, she could name too many times when everyone hadn't included her so she has to point out that it does in this instance.

She sets the plate down and then turns to dig in her purse. "And I brought this. Cause everyone has to make a wish and blow out a candle on their birthday. And if Dean gives us any lip, I'll just pout. No one can resist a me pout. Trust me."

The one single candle goes in the brownie on top of the pile. Of course then she smacks a hand on her brow, wincing. "I forgot a lighter! Think this place has matches?"

[dudeimbatman]

Once Dean has accepted that there is going to be this whole party thing, he goes around chatting and socializing. He sits down next to Dawn, putting one arm around her shoulder.

"I can't believe I didn't get an ass grab from you. I'm hurt. It's my birthday and everything."

[the_dawnster]

It's about time he came over and said hello to her. She smiles and leans over to give him a kiss on the cheek. Which she might add is so much better than an ass pat. Not only because it's sweeter, but it's also different from all the rest. She likes to stand out, okay?

"You get a birthday cheek kiss, no more. Well, there is more cause I made birthday double chocolate brownies. I was all chef-like in the kitchen. They may not be warm with the walk over here but they're fresh and that's what makes them awesome."

She gently nudges into his side with her shoulder. "Guess who's gotta make a birthday wish??" She looks at him pointedly.

[dudeimbatman]

Dean gets Sam's note after a long day of getting his ass smacked. He knows something's up but he figures it's something like birthday dinner with beer and tater tots. He can handle dinner with Sam for his birthday.

By the time he shows up at the bar, he's cranky. His ass hurts and it's his birthday so he's naturally expecting shit to get real sometime before midnight. He steps inside the bar a bit warily, glancing around.

...crap. There are people here.

Whether he wants to admit it or not (pro tip: he won't. Not ever) it's kind of nice having people at a birthday party instead of a wake/funeral/apocalypse and in spite of his crankiness, he grins a little.

"Tater tots? So help me if you tell me you want to smack my ass, I'm going to beat you."

It's all in good humor though. He appreciates it, Sam. Really.

[iwatchtjhooker]

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sam says innocently. "I just thought it'd be nice for you to have a birthday, for a change. Look, I got you a beer!"

He hands him a cold one, grinning.

[dudeimbatman]

There's some wordless grumbling at Sam and some glaring. He's not entirely sure he believes the innocent act. He could use the beer though.

Considering the day he's had, he's cautious but it's beer. He takes a long sip of it.

"Yeah sure. You're a freakin' angel. Take that however you want, Dude."

Because the angels they know are dicks.

[totallyinaband]

Stephen decides he has a few minutes to stop in after work. Dean's a friends, after all. He finds him in the bar and gives him a friendly shoulder-clap. (No ass-slaps immanent, sorry bro.) "Happy birthday, man."

[dudeimbatman]

Dean would rather not have the slap on the ass. Thanks Stephen.

"Hey. Thanks. Glad you could come, Dude. You need a beer?"

[dulcisnuntius]

Obviously Dulcie is there with bells on. If there's partying, she always wants to be in on it. She finds Sam as soon as she gets in and gives his shoulder a bump.

"I told you this'd be a good idea."

[dudeimbatman]

At some point in the evening, Dean heads over to Dulcie. He holds out his arms to give her a hug. He likes his hugs from her, okay?

"Glad you could make it."

[dulcisnuntius]

Dulcie goes for the running to leap get her arms up and around his shoulders. It's the best kind of hug there is. She leans back to grin at him as she speaks.

"Like I was going to miss this."

[iwatchtjhooker]

"Yeah," Sam agrees, bumping her back and smiling. "It was. He seems... happy." He smirks. "And you seem bigger."

[dulcisnuntius]

"I'm surprised you can tell from up there," she says as she innocently takes a sip from her drink.

[rehymenator]

[ Castiel shows up, and he's only a little late, but he's actually got something of a grin on his face. ]

Happy Birthday, Dean.

[dudeimbatman]

[The grin is creepy but Dean's glad to see it anyway? Kind of. Also scared.]

Thanks, Cas.

[rehymenator]

[ The present is unwrapped, and Castiel looks like all of the awkward in giving it to him. He is very obviously not sure that it's the sort of thing to give to this Winchester, but it's the thought that counts, right? ]

I got you something. I'm suppose to, right?

[ And he shoves the gift out in front of him, waiting for Dean to react. ]