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taxonomites2009-09-08 04:25 pm
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020: [Location: Bobby's House/Visual] match made in heaven.
It's a peaceful morning. The sun is shining, the Extras are milling about, and Dean Winchester is snoring in the bed he's claimed at Bobby's house.
He doesn't have sleep problems much anymore, since being in Taxon. In fact, he probably sleeps more than he needs to, seeing as there's nothing better to do. The bed has had a lot of use (though not quite in the way he would've liked) and now is no exception. He'd fallen asleep some time the night before, messing around with the tablet and trying to see if there was a instruction manual or something, maybe a Hitchhiker's Guide feature. No such luck, but it was worth a try.
This morning, he wakes up the way he usually does-- slowly. Dean needs coffee and bacon to function like a normal human being in the morning, so when he sits up and swings his legs over the side of the bed, it takes a long time to notice there's something in his bed with him. He doesn't even register the tablet propped up against the wall, recording a lovely visual of the room.
Dean's brain suddenly kicks into motion, and considering he's pretty sure he didn't bring anybody home and he definitely didn't bring home a guy, the first conclusion he arrives to is 'THERE IS SOMETHING IN MY BED GET OUT'. This leads to Dean grabbing for the knife he keeps under his pillow and immediately trying to stab at whatever it is that has lurked into his bed.
This is going to be an interesting morning.
He doesn't have sleep problems much anymore, since being in Taxon. In fact, he probably sleeps more than he needs to, seeing as there's nothing better to do. The bed has had a lot of use (though not quite in the way he would've liked) and now is no exception. He'd fallen asleep some time the night before, messing around with the tablet and trying to see if there was a instruction manual or something, maybe a Hitchhiker's Guide feature. No such luck, but it was worth a try.
This morning, he wakes up the way he usually does-- slowly. Dean needs coffee and bacon to function like a normal human being in the morning, so when he sits up and swings his legs over the side of the bed, it takes a long time to notice there's something in his bed with him. He doesn't even register the tablet propped up against the wall, recording a lovely visual of the room.
Dean's brain suddenly kicks into motion, and considering he's pretty sure he didn't bring anybody home and he definitely didn't bring home a guy, the first conclusion he arrives to is 'THERE IS SOMETHING IN MY BED GET OUT'. This leads to Dean grabbing for the knife he keeps under his pillow and immediately trying to stab at whatever it is that has lurked into his bed.
This is going to be an interesting morning.