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32: Jingle Bell Rock

Dec 25, 2011 10:00

[On this incredibly merry Christmas, dearest denizens of Wonderland, you may be privy to two happenings: a shaky video of Dean grinning into the camera and sprinting down to the beach because there is something there waiting for him, or witness him delivering gifts to places of residence.]

You are now Dean Winchester, the DASHING WANDERLUSTER. ( Read more... )

best christmas ever, the most wonderful time of the year, event: christmas, shit let's be santa, baby it's cold outside

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itsahotone December 26 2011, 05:35:19 UTC

[She's a little confused at first by the car, because what the hell? Then it all makes sense again, and that added to the note on the record makes her smile.

Stupid Dean, making her feel feelings that are not annoyance or superiority.]

dashboardlite December 30 2011, 16:28:10 UTC

[There is no sense in denying it.

You love him.

Admit it.

;D]

britchillsout December 26 2011, 12:55:23 UTC

[ Dean doesn't get an extra post for this, but he does get a tape. ♥

(And maybe the knowledge that somewhere Phil is sighing deeply, knowing that his realside will never appreciate those mags like he would.) ]

dashboardlite December 30 2011, 16:25:53 UTC

[Thank you, Phil. That is exactly what he wanted. To see himself getting screwed into a mattress multiple times by a scruffier Philip.

Awesome.]

40410 December 27 2011, 03:59:40 UTC

He also gets a what?

Alex looks at his gifts and reflects on the facts that (a) he didn't think to get Dean anything since they've only spoken a couple of times and (b) he must have given Dean the impression that his life was really lacking.

...he keeps them both, though.

dashboardlite December 30 2011, 16:27:19 UTC

[Every strapping young man in a place as bereft of ladies as Wonderland should have some pornographic literature.

And by literature we mean photographs.

♥]

I kept meaning to ask about the car, and then I realised it's in this post DERP 40410 December 30 2011, 21:06:25 UTC

Alex is already at the beach, investigating the flotsam and jetsam with a certain minimum degree of suspicion. He hasn't found anything that looks like it's his yet, but he's seen a couple of people retrieve their own items, so he's gotten a general idea of the nature of the haul.

And hey, here's Dean coming to the beach, with a grin on his rapidly-approaching face. Alex watches him come closer, unmoving, and then remembers that civilisation dictates some kind of acknowledgement. He raises his hand in greeting.

/puts on shades YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH dashboardlite January 2 2012, 03:54:58 UTC

Dean half-waves, half-flails, because dude if you had any idea what he was sprinting so happily about, you'd piss your pants in excitement.

...Well. Maybe. Not everyone is as car-crazy as Dean Winchester.

"Dude!"

He practically skids to a halt in front of Alex, kicking up sand.

"Have you seen my car?"

40410 January 2 2012, 04:57:13 UTC

"That's yours?"

He's seen a car. It was a fairly nice car, why not. Though maybe not nice enough to be worth getting sand all over someone's trainers for.

"There's a black one down that way," he elaborates, tilting his head in the appropriate direction. "It's kind of stuck, though."

dashboardlite January 5 2012, 18:19:56 UTC

"Yeah, s'what I heard," he pants, running a hand through his hair. "1967 Chevy Impala? She's my baby, she-"

Dean breaks off, glancing down the beach and squinting a little. There's a black speck stuck in the sand.

"-didn't think I'd see 'er again, is all. Pretty good Christmas present. What'd you get from Santa?"