[ dean's near abject horror at the thought of picking up another adopted child pulls a laugh from the kid, jack smiling wide and snickering, pulling his mug of beer up to his lips to take a sip, and keep himself from laughing too much at dear old dad. it's the kind of joy like this that means the boys did damn good raising this kid - the fact he can laugh so easily, smile so freely, while talking to them about his fears and worries. there's been more than enough trauma in his short lifetime for a child to want to cave in on himself, but they raised a good kid, a happy kid, despite it all. one that can even tease a man that once wanted to kill him. ] I don't think you signed up for me either.
[ he's pretty sure dean told everyone, loudly, that he did not sign up for babysitting the anti-christ, as it was put, which feels so far away from them now. it's hard thinking of dean as anyone but his family, someone who's risked his life to keep him safe. adopting wayward brats is apparently just a thing that happens to the winchester brothers and their pet angel, and it's a damn good thing. they were the only ones looking to pick up jack for jack's sake, rather than what he could do for them, and there's no telling what kind of miserable life he would've led if they hadn't. ]
What if it's summoning your spirit's on accident? Like with Cas and the Empty. [ On Accident, dean, can you really get mad at him if it's On Accident, hmmm? this said carefully as he peers over the rim of his mug, brows arched. ] I can't stop what I don't know's happening, right?
[ is this how he can get away with bringing his dads back if they get themselves killed (again)? he just has to figure out how to invite an accidental power use, since, you know, he's a fucking terrible liar. even the little half smirk he's wearing when he asks is already nearly giving him away. ] Anyway, last time you disappeared, Sam grew a bread. It was a really sad beard.
[ don't let bad beards happen to good people, dean. don't make jack suffer through it. ]
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[ he's pretty sure dean told everyone, loudly, that he did not sign up for babysitting the anti-christ, as it was put, which feels so far away from them now. it's hard thinking of dean as anyone but his family, someone who's risked his life to keep him safe. adopting wayward brats is apparently just a thing that happens to the winchester brothers and their pet angel, and it's a damn good thing. they were the only ones looking to pick up jack for jack's sake, rather than what he could do for them, and there's no telling what kind of miserable life he would've led if they hadn't. ]
What if it's summoning your spirit's on accident? Like with Cas and the Empty. [ On Accident, dean, can you really get mad at him if it's On Accident, hmmm? this said carefully as he peers over the rim of his mug, brows arched. ] I can't stop what I don't know's happening, right?
[ is this how he can get away with bringing his dads back if they get themselves killed (again)? he just has to figure out how to invite an accidental power use, since, you know, he's a fucking terrible liar. even the little half smirk he's wearing when he asks is already nearly giving him away. ] Anyway, last time you disappeared, Sam grew a bread. It was a really sad beard.
[ don't let bad beards happen to good people, dean. don't make jack suffer through it. ]