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[sinnabon]

Text | Voicemail | Video | Action | Prayer


[ when the voicemail message plays, the first one you hear is jack, and the second, patient but tired one is sam winchester. ]

" Hi. This is Jack's phone. Sorry I'm not picking up right now. If this is about an emergency, you should probably call Sam or Dean, or come by our house at— "

" Don't tell them where we live. "

" Our house at... nowhere. We don't have a house. What's a house? "

" Trying too hard. "

" Okay. Bye. "

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LITERALLY ONCE HE GETS HOME AFTER GETTING BEATEN UP

[acidwashjeans]

you okay?
sorry I just left you there but you're kind of not acting yourself right now

1/2

[sinnabon]

[ this is sent several hours later, that night. ]

m ok
srry

2/2

[sinnabon]

[ and regardless of if steve sends anything else, its radio silence for a solid 3 or 4 days. nothing at all, jack not even seen walking around town or going to school. nothing.

then, somewhere around 5am: ]

im ok
just sick

im sorry steve
im so so sorry
i couldnt control it
are u ok?

[acidwashjeans]

[ steve's paranoia is ramping up, afraid that jack is lying in order to get him to trust him again. ]

yeah i'm fine, just a little bruised
i did worse tripping over the other day

what happened to you?

[sinnabon]

i was already getting sick when i came out of the dome
then my phone made a noise and lit up
after that it was a blur
but i remember seeing the apocalypse world?
sometimes i knew people and sometimes i didnt

im still remembering stuff and i dont know if its all
correct
or not

i just know i had this need to fight

[ basically the worst ptsd episode of his short little life ]

text; un: s.winchester

[fathertoson]

[ Time to move on to suspected accomplice #2 in this fiasco. ]

Jack.

Do you know what happened to all my shirts?

[sinnabon]

the girl who took them said she already checked with dean
she didn't tell you?

[fathertoson]

No, she didn't tell me she was going to replace all of my plaid shirts with leopard print ones.

I guess we've been too busy to teach you about practical jokes?

delivery late september

[clussy]

(Eddie knows that Jack had said he'd be there for him if he ever needed, but Eddie thinks maybe this once he could be there for Jack. He can't do much, but he'll do his best, and that means one day Jack comes home to a package on the doorstep to his home. Yeah sorry dude, he probably knows where you live by now if that's okay lmao.

It's an old shoe box with some flowers on top. Inside the box are a dozen crude homemade incense that smell a little like citrus. There's a note as well:

Jackie-

these might be able to help in october. sorry they're kind of shitty but i promise they'll burn just fine. if you can find more incense make sure to stock up. same goes for all dean & sam & cas

october can be rough but last october these helped keep our homes safe at least. try to keep one burning all the time at the least


-eddie

p.s. hope you arent allergic to flowers. i dont think angels can have allergies though but i could be wrong)

ahhh what the crap i didn't get the notif for this 8< , anywho > voice, un: jackk

[sinnabon]

[ the package is a curious thing, and at first jack thinks maybe sam or dean got a girlfriend if they're getting flowers and presents, but when he opens it up and sees the incense, his mind immediately goes to eddie and what he'd heard about october.

immediately, he's stuffing his face in the box and smelling them (repeating the same action with the flowers, of course, and probably getting pollen on his face), because he's weird like that, but it's nice. eddie gets a call shortly after. ]

You gave me flowers. And incense. [ it's like he's never gotten a present in his life. because he hasn't. ] Thank you, Eddie. That's really kind, and I'll make sure I keep one burning.

Oh, and I think you're right. I'm not allergic to anything.

aint no problem.

[clussy]

Oh. Yeah. (Eddie sounds mildly embarrassed. He hadn't expected to hear back on any of his random deliveries, so you know.)

The flowers are kinda useless but there's a whole bunch at the florist shop and some are gonna be going out of season soon so I thought it'd be nice...

(Eddie doesn't really know how to explain that he just felt maybe certain people seemed like they deserved random flowers.)

You're welcome. The incense are probably garbage but I think they will work ok. (What is just accepting a compliment? Eddie doesn't know.)

Lucky. I'm allergic to like. Everything. Well. Okay no that's a lie. I don't know- that's cool though. Can you even get sick?

text; un: castiel

[heraldingangel]

Jack.

You need to take the flu shot.

This is Castiel.

[sinnabon]

cas, your username says 'castiel'

[ thanks for being informative, dad, but he knows it's you. ]

the flu shot?
i don't really get sick
besides the grace thing, anyway

[heraldingangel]

[ He looks at the username with a suspicious squint. Fine. ]

I was informed the virus equally affects everyone including celestial beings.

text;

[righteously]

Cas's vessel was Claire's father
So
Maybe keep that entire subject off the table when she's around

1/2

[sinnabon]

ooh
that's why i know her last name

[sinnabon]

oh
dean, that's horrible
why does she want to be anywhere near us?

[righteously]

Beats the hell out of me, have you met us? We're freakin trainwrecks

text

[driving]

HE KISSED ME

[sinnabon]

STEVE?
steve, right?

[ sometimes he's a moron, shh, just give him a second ]

[driving]

yes him
he kissed me
right on the lips

merry christmaaaas

[acidwashjeans]

meryl streep;

[wiseass]

[Claire didn't do too much for Christmas because she's not much of a holiday person or a celebrating person but she did go out and buy Jack a nice cushy blanket that is soft and comforting in the best of ways.

along with it, in a small box is also a handmade charm. It's carved out of melted and pressed metals and looks like a wing.]

december 24th

[creidim]

[ The package is unassuming: small and soft to handle, wrapped in plain brown paper but tied with a delicate silvery ribbon. Inside is a hand-made striped scarf in the colours of the four Hogwarts houses — the one Luna thought best the receiver of her gift belonged to.

When worn, the scarf will radiate a low-level warming magic to keep the chilly weather away from its wearer.

Inside is a handwritten note, the verse of one of the Sorting Hat's many songs —]

To Jack,

'... you might belong in Gryffindor,
where dwell the brave at heart;
their daring, nerve and chivalry
set Gryffindors apart.'

Merry Christmas,

— Luna.

Christmas Gift look how delayed this is let's pretend this was on time

[clussy]

(Eddie had nearly lost his mind over how beautiful the gift Jack had made for him was. It was the first time he wanted to keep a weapon on his person and that's saying something given his three year track record of dealing with Absolute Shit.

His own gift is a lot less practical, but Eddie had spent a lot of time in making it all the same though it might not seem like it. He had done his best with research on stones and potential properties or strengths they might had and in the end decided even if it was useless, it was still kind of pretty.

I don't know if this will do any good besides looking pretty but sometimes pretty looking things do enough all on their own. It's nice to remember that there's pretty things in ugly times.

Merry Christmas
-Eddie

P.S. I LOVE THE KNIFE)