iris, supernatural [ 2 ]

062. scooby gang

Larissa is baking in the kitchen when she notices the brothers pass with a flat screen TV.

"What the hell is that?" She asks. Dean makes Sam backtrack so Dean can look into the kitchen.

"My new baby." Dean grins.

"You mean you're replacing the Impala?" Larissa asks.

"What? No! Rephrasing -- my second baby." Dean says. "Ooh, is that pie?"

"Yes." Larissa nods.

"Sweet!" Dean grins and Larissa rolls her eyes. "Is it for me?"

"You can have some." Larissa says.

"I'll take that as a yes. Let's go, Sammy." Dean says, starting to walk off. Larissa watches Sam pass by, not sparing her a glance.

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"Hey, what are you doin'?" Dean walks into the war room where Sam is sitting at the map table.

"Uh, research." Sam says.

"Okay." Dean says.

"You know, it's the strangest thing. I-I can't find anything on a cursed object that actually physically attacks people." Sam says.

"Dude, it's over. All right? Be like Elsa -- let it go." Dean says.

""Be like Elsa"?" Sam asks.

"Ah. Right?" Dean nods.

"Man, I think you're spending a little too much time with Thena." Sam says.

"Right. Yeah, yeah, no, cause... cause I definitely only watch that when she makes me." Dean awkwardly laughs. "Anyway, come here. I need to show you something. It's important. Come on." He walks out of the room and goes to the kitchen.

"Let's go, you two." He tells Larissa and Athena who are in the kitchen. Larissa is eating some of the pie she made and Athena is eating a cookie. 

"Go where?" Larissa asks.

"I'll show you." Dean picks Athena up. "And I'm bringing the toddler so you don't rip each other's heads off in my sanctuary." He says, leading them out of the kitchen.

"Your sanctuary?" Larissa asks. She looks at Sam, confused, but he still refuses to look at her as he follows Dean. Larissa sighs, following them.

Dean leads them to a room and opens the door, the three walking in. Dean turns the light on.

"Behold... the Dean Cave." Dean grins. "Or Fortress of Dean-a-tude. Just-- still trying to figure that one out."

"You're weird." Larissa tells him.

"Play room." Athena grins.

"No. You need my permission to be here." Dean tells her. "You are not to be in here without me at any given time." Athena sticks her tongue out at him and he reciprocates the action.

"We got Foosball. We've got jukebox -- all vinyl, obviously. Double La-Z-Boy recliners. And, of course, the bar. Still a work in progress. It's gonna have a kegerator because... well, it's gonna. And finally... the piece de resistance."

Dean holds up to the remote to the TV they got from the pawn shop.

"Okay, hold on, hold on. When did you have time to do all this?" Sam asks.

"When it's important, you make time, Sammy." Dean says. "Let's get this bad boy a test run, huh? Dun, dun, Dun..." Dean sings. "Dun na!" He sings as he turns the TV on.

Purple sparks show on the TV.

"What the hell?" Sam asks.

"Swear jar." Athena says. A purple beam shoots out, the four appearing in the woods.