CLOSED ♔ two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin

[behindcloseddoors]

♬ gin and juice - snoop dogg

WHO || Sam, Will, Rose, Fiona, Faith, Bruce All-hungry the Idol. [closed]
WHAT || Stoner thanksgiving
WHERE || NYC hotel
WHEN || Thanksgiving
HOW || Actionspam

[ After a successful mission, in which the team found the source of a mysterious illness created voracious pseudo-zombies and stopped the plague from spreading further, they brought the Idol that caused all the chaos back to their hotel. Having been forced to abandon their amazing Thanksgiving dinner of Chinese takeout (really Sam wtf salad), they took turns passing the Idol around and stuffing food into its ever-hungry maw, to fulfill the terms that will allow the curse to be finally broken... after 12 hours of feeding.

Luckily, having a near-infinite supply of food is no problem when Fiona can summon food and drink. And she... also summons a tray of pot brownies that everyone partakes in, whether they realized it or not.

:D ]

Comments

[mydesigns]

[will lets himself be pulled up by fiona and just stares like wow. what happen.

pot brownies are a hell of a drug.]

[familybusiness]

[Meanwhile, Sam stands in the doorway, staring for a moment before he just straight up busts out laughing.

And it takes a long ass time for him to stop, his chuckles raising in pitch as they dwindle.]

Oh man, I can't believe that worked...

[moonheart]

[ meanwhile, faith bursts past sam into the bar, grinning like a maniac and practically jumping up and down at the sight of the place. ] It's perfect! Look at this place! [ and she's just gonna like

do a fucking lap ]

[littledhampir]

[Welp Rose has at least spotted their bartender but... she hasn't actually realized WTF just happened between suddenly Karaoke and suddenly BF! So; (wis 4) as she gapes at Dean.]

Oh my god what the hell were in those brownies?!

[missindependent]

[ sam's laughter and faith's excitement are like music to fiona's ears tbh. she grins even wider (if that's even possible at this point), basking in the neon glow. ] My best work yet.

[familybusiness]

[Sam's still filling the air with breathy laughter as he makes his way over to the bar, all poorly bound and bloody bite marks and a pair of jeans. Whoever said you couldn't walk into a bar without a shirt and shoes?]

Dude, do you even know how to make anything that isn't whiskey on the rocks?

[likedillinger]

[ man, this just can't get any weirder

famous last words

dean pauses halfway through pouring to look sam up and down like what the actual fuck ] Sam?!

[mydesigns]

[will snaps out of his drug daze (sort of) just in time for] Ooo, whiskey on the rocks! I want one!

[familybusiness]

Dean, seriously. Genies are so much better here.

[Sam u in danger gurl.]

[littledhampir]

[And now that somebody actually realizes she's not hallucinating her BF. (Wis 18).

Two hands go straight up in the air as the phone she'd just been talking to him on goes flying off into a speaker idk.]

DEAN! [And one, now very excitable Rose is racing over to the bar and...] You got Fiona's no-pants memo then.

[likedillinger]

[ he just looks around between everyone and everything and just-- ] ... This is one hell of a lucid dream.

[familybusiness]

[Sam easily closes the distance between him and his brother with his long legs, and a thought occurs to him at his words.]

Not a dream, Dean-O.

[And he reaches out, pinching his nose between his fingers.]

Boop!

[missindependent]

[ wait, didn't someone mention karaoke?? while sam and rose are distracted by dean's appearance, and will answers the call of alcohol, faith would probably notice fiona has taken to the stage. she takes the microphone in her hand, and the lighting in the room dims, the stage becoming hued in purples and blues. then comes the music:

genie in a bottle - christina aguilera

it's #tbt 90's addition, apparently, and fiona is about to rock this shit like it's 1999 (perform: sing 28). ]

[mydesigns]

Hey, where's my whiskey? [SERIOUSLY STOP WITH THE GAY WINCHESTER SHIT AND DO YOUR JOB DEAN. he does get distracted when fiona starts signging, though, choosing to stare at her instead. whoops.]

[moonheart]

[ faith will just go swipe the whiskey bottle away from dean b/c he's sucking at his job, and shove it at will. ] Bottom's up! [ and then she turns to pump a fist in the air and cheer on fiona ] WOOO!!!!

[littledhampir]

[With a piss poor Will Save Rose is way more interested in; Suddenly! Boyfriend so, while Fiona rocks out to a song Rose had probably never heard before, she's going to make her way behind the bar and add to Dean's 'Lucid dream experience' by, grabbing him and kissing him.

I guess... she really really wanted Dean here for Thanksgiving; (Dex 25)]

[likedillinger]

[ for a confused moment, dean returns the kiss, but then gently pulls her back, bewilderment running rampant through his eyes ] Rose, what the hell is going on?

[mydesigns]

[he looks down at his whiskey bottle, sighs fondly, and says to no one in particular:] I think I love her.

[GET OUT WILLIAM]

[missindependent]

[ hahahaha

fiona's still up here workin' it (dance 23). ]

[littledhampir]

Thanksgiving? [Duh?!] Awesome right? And you didn't have to fly or anything.

[likedillinger]

That's the part I'm still workin' out. How did you get me here?

[missindependent]

[ NO TIME FOR EXPLANATIONS because at that moment, fiona wraps up her first number, and the music magically switches to a new tune.

blank space - taylor swift

fiona yells out... into the microphone: ] Get up here, Salad! I know you know this one!!

[familybusiness]

[Oh my god this is my favorite day because Sam totally turns his head toward Fiona, eyes lighting up as he runs over and up onto the stage.

And he just got a nat 20 perform check to sing Taylor Swift. This is real life.

Your welcome, Dean.

And for those keeping track, he kept the pronouns the same. Yolo.]

[mydesigns]

[will slowly tilts his head like w h a t is even happening rn.]

[likedillinger]

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This has gotta be a very bad dream.