[Give him a minute to fuss and Bolin will appear in the doorway, following Dean's voice. He smiles and presents the two bottles of spirit he has liberated. It's the good shit. Bones is at his hip, Pabu is in his shoulder and half way on his head to get away from the dog.]
Dean, it's so good to see you. This is a really nice house.
[He comes in and perches on the corner of Dean's bed, offering the bottles.]
So I got something kind of amber?? something clear.. and Pabu ow-
[Pabu has climbed up totally on Bolin's head before freediving off to land on Dean's chest where he skitters in a circle before laying. Pabu is here to cuddle and heal. Deal w/it.]
[ Pabu lands with a little smack right on Dean's chest, and he laughs a little, startled but pleased. Zepp is by Dean's hip, and she just lifts her head, uninterested, before going back to sleep.
[ Dean loves it though, and he takes the bottle without jostling the little guy around. ]
Can I pet him?
[ once upon a time Dean saw that one movie about daemons and how it was taboo to pet someone else's, cause it's like. your soul. and it's weird. so, he's asking. ]
[Even so, Pabu was Bolin's smol furry son before he was ever an omen and you know what.. Bo is just the kind of guy who is okay with someone petting his soul.
He's open like that, for better or worse.]
Go ahead. He loves it. We thrive with affection.
[He'd offer his hand to Zepp but she is asleep and doesn't care. Bones has settled heavily on Bolin's foot and he feels like the chosen one.]
[Ayy alright shitfacing commencing. Bolin opens the clear and.. hm yeah no cups. Bottle it is. He takes a sip and growls, shaking himself out like a dog. Spirits that's rough blehpblehpblehpbleh]
He is.
[A small cough into his forearm and Bolin wipes his mouth.]
I've had Pabu sine I was little. I stole him from a petshop.
We were kind of working for a gang at the time? Anyway, we were collecting a bet at the pet store and little baby Pabu here escaped his cage. He was gonna be pythonaconda food. We didn't have the money to buy him so I snuck in that night. Little guy just had so much fight, I couldn't let him get eaten.
[This guy? A street criminal? You better believe it.]
Oh for sure, he's my heart and soul. He's saved me so many times and no one pranks Mako better than Pabs.
[Pabu gives a soft whistle in agreement from his position on Dean's chest. He sleeps on Bolin like this every night,. Very dedicated hot water bottle.]
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[ hello, i am dog, i am dumb, pet me pls ]
That's Bones-- [ Dean calls, groaning as he shifts in bed. ]
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[Give him a minute to fuss and Bolin will appear in the doorway, following Dean's voice. He smiles and presents the two bottles of spirit he has liberated. It's the good shit. Bones is at his hip, Pabu is in his shoulder and half way on his head to get away from the dog.]
Dean, it's so good to see you. This is a really nice house.
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He's a good boy. It's little Sam's dog.
[ Little Sam who will be Big Sam and then gone eventually. Great. ]
Thanks. I like it, kinda of a childhood dream come true, I guess.
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[He comes in and perches on the corner of Dean's bed, offering the bottles.]
So I got something kind of amber?? something clear.. and Pabu ow-
[Pabu has climbed up totally on Bolin's head before freediving off to land on Dean's chest where he skitters in a circle before laying. Pabu is here to cuddle and heal. Deal w/it.]
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[ Pabu lands with a little smack right on Dean's chest, and he laughs a little, startled but pleased. Zepp is by Dean's hip, and she just lifts her head, uninterested, before going back to sleep.
Such a useful omen. ]
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Sorry, he really likes you.
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[ Dean loves it though, and he takes the bottle without jostling the little guy around. ]
Can I pet him?
[ once upon a time Dean saw that one movie about daemons and how it was taboo to pet someone else's, cause it's like. your soul. and it's weird. so, he's asking. ]
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He's open like that, for better or worse.]
Go ahead. He loves it. We thrive with affection.
[He'd offer his hand to Zepp but she is asleep and doesn't care. Bones has settled heavily on Bolin's foot and he feels like the chosen one.]
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He's so soft. [ He gently smooths a hand down Pabu's back, gentle, careful, before caaarefully cracking open the bottle and taking a sip.
Much better. ]
And cute.
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He is.
[A small cough into his forearm and Bolin wipes his mouth.]
I've had Pabu sine I was little. I stole him from a petshop.
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Really? You?
[ he is so surprised and yet so delighted. ]
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We were kind of working for a gang at the time? Anyway, we were collecting a bet at the pet store and little baby Pabu here escaped his cage. He was gonna be pythonaconda food. We didn't have the money to buy him so I snuck in that night. Little guy just had so much fight, I couldn't let him get eaten.
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A-- [ there's a lot to unpack there, so he just shakes his head and takes another drink. ]
Well, good. Sounds like he's doing much better with you, that's for sure.
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Oh for sure, he's my heart and soul. He's saved me so many times and no one pranks Mako better than Pabs.
[Pabu gives a soft whistle in agreement from his position on Dean's chest. He sleeps on Bolin like this every night,. Very dedicated hot water bottle.]
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[ til he turned into a sourpuss and consequently a monster ]
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It's pretty fun.
Or was. I dunno. Makos hasn't been himself, lately.
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Yeah...it used to be fun with Sam. He's...not himself, either.
[ just a monster in the basement. ]
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What's up with Sam?
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Mmm...He doesn't have a soul, and he's a corrupted monster in the basement because Cas tried some spell and it backfired in his face.
[ sip ]
1/2
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[Bolin very visibly tries to process this information before taking a very long drink. Fffhhh it burnssss]
Like a monster monster??
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What are we going to do? I think Mako is getting corrupted, I don't want him to turn into a monster. How do we fix Sam??
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