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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...

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[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."

[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.

[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]

"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?"

[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.

[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'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."

[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."

[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?"

[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.

[iwatchtjhooker]

"Yeah, thanks." Sam looks at him skeptically. And then he's hugging Dean, because he thinks he can get away with it. He doesn't touch his ass, though.

"Happy birthday, man," he said. Dean deserved a birthday.

[iwatchtjhooker]

Sam laughs. "I haven't seen it yet, but I'll take your word for it." Sam favored the puppy dog face, himself. He was glad she'd come. He liked Buffy, but Dawn seemed very different. "I have a lighter," he said, pulling it out of his pocket. Old habits, and all that.

[iwatchtjhooker]

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

[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?"

[dudeimbatman]

It's more what he expects from her anyway. Dawn is very much a little-sister sort of thing as far as Dean is concerned.

"Hey, I'll take brownies over an ass pat any day." It's true, sadly, most of the time. He rolls his eyes at Dawn's suggestion though.

"Squirt, do I have to tell you how bad that's likely to turn out?"

[dudeimbatman]

Sam can get away with it. Probably anytime but particularly on days like this. Dean hugs him back, patting his shoulder and squeezing tightly for just a moment.

"Thanks, Sam." He glances around the room before looking back to Sam. "For all of this."

It's been almost damn normal and considering how his last birthday went...it's very appreciated.

[charring]

She shrugs slightly, waving her hand back and forth. "Kinda. Yeah. Happy to be here."

[dudeimbatman]

Dean nods and grins a bit. "Yeah. I'm glad you're here too. Thanks for coming."

[charring]

Despite the smack on the ass earlier, Charlie considers Dean family. When he grins, she grins in return. It's nice seeing the people she cares about happy. "So is it rude to ask how old you are?"

[the_dawnster]

"Not to worry, if you spend any amount of time with me you eventually get hit with a Dawn pout. It even brings down the great Tony Stark, which is saying something cause he's all great and stuff. Not to mention my sister with her Slayer self. My pout can bring her to her knees."

And Sam has been hit with a Dawn ramble. They happen often, nothing Earth shattering about them. Just nod and smile and pretend you're paying attention even if you didn't catch everything she said.

Her eyes light up at the sight of the lighter in Sam's palm. Picking up the brownie with the candle on it, she puts it on a napkin and holds it up for him to light the wick. "You are like the Dean's birthday hero today. You should get a medal or a gold star or something. Anyway you totally rescued this little birthday brownie, not to mention me since I'm the silly who forgot the lighter."

[the_dawnster]

"It's only likely to turn out bad if you don't have any faith that it can turn out good." Said as if this were the most obvious thing in the world. But that's what living in the shadow of and where she can constantly observe the Slayer has done to her. Buffy's birthdays rarely went off without a hitch. But every year, they tried to make something happen smoothly on her birthday. Sometimes it worked, most times not so much. But the point is that they try cause it's special and it's what family/friends do for each other.

She leans back and gives him a look, wide eyes, expectant, waiting for him to give in sooner rather than later cause he knows eventually she'll get him to give in anyway. "Don't make me get all Dawn pout-y on you cause I can break it out at a moments notice and it has more power than most magic spells I've seen, and I've seen a lot of magic spells after living with two witches for awhile."

And now she's side-tracked... cause she's Dawn. "I think my favorite one was the glamour one Willow used to do. She could make herself look awesome in two seconds flat. Everyone should be able to do that."

[dudeimbatman]

"Nah. It's a damn miracle I made it this far." He takes a sip of his beer. It really is hard to believe how old he is, even for him. He feels so much damn older most of the time, like an old man rattling around in a body that hasn't quite caught up yet. Forty years in Hell would do that to a person, he supposed.

"Thirty-three."