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[venatoris]

This is Dean Winchester. If this is an emergency, leave a message.

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[venatoris]

Exactly. It's like, nerdception.

[ Look, Dean is an equal opportunity hover-er. He's helicoptering both of you, make no mistake. He's probably driving the other one just as nuts as he is you. ]

Oh yeah, Wanda's cool. [ bypassing the splatter, c-yaaaa ]

[endoftheverse]

She's as cool as you were when you absolutely told me you fell out of the sky.

[Nice try, he's still gonna take the shot... but he also completely accepts it, too, because it sounds about on par for a Winchester.]

By the way, I found replacement car parts for the passenger side of the Impala. Figured I'd bring a peace offering, in case I screwed up this conversation. Window cranks, wires, spark plugs. Figured I should pitch in somehow, since I'm still terrible with cars.

[venatoris]

I was escaping the lab. And I didn't die, so I'm counting it as a win.

[ ugh who is TELLING you this shit, dammit!! ]

Really? [ perk!! cause oh baby is a rusted mess he let die...and he is sure trying to revive his soul. ] Where'd you find them? Scrap yard?

[endoftheverse]

Guess I'll let it slide, since you didn't die. Just once.

[So he says. But they've both nearly died more times than any of them can count. Hell, even in their teen years they've had some pretty unsavory close calls, regardless of Dad's involvement.]

Found 'em in an abandoned house. I think whoever used to live there enjoyed cars as ancient as yours.

[venatoris]

Gee, thanks. [ Hell, even in their youth. Dean still vividly remembers that Shtriga that almost got Sam because of his negligence. That's a fun memory. ]

Hey, don't diss on Baby like that. She's ageless.

[endoftheverse]

Almost as ageless as you and your music collection.

[There's far too much fondness in that comment for it to be genuine teasing.]

... I'd ask you to show me how to fix the car more, but after this spell you'd have to reteach me anyway.

[venatoris]

[ He can hear it in Sam's tone; it makes him smile a little. ]

Well. I don't mind showing you the ropes.

[ It's gonna be weird, having Sam forget all the stuff that's happened recently. But it's for the best he doesn't...remember all this trauma. ]

[endoftheverse]

Sure, I love being Drew Barrymore in 50 First Dates.

[The healthy snark he's had lately is new, honestly.

He hasn't had the spirit to nurse it back to health for a really long time.]

[venatoris]

Crap.

[ Dean likes seeing it, honestly. It feels good, the banter - like he's finally getting his brother back after all this time. ]

Does that make me Adam Sandler?

[endoftheverse]

Depends on how much it hurts you to be the Adam Sandler in this relationship.

I seem to remember you laughing pretty hard at Happy Gilmore and Waterboy.

[venatoris]

Hey, they were funny movies.

Anyway - you got my blessing. Anyone gives you shit, I'll kick their ass.

[endoftheverse]

[He huffs a breath that sounds suspiciously on the cusp of laughing.

A rare thing that at least gets less rare, the longer he's around his brother.]

The ass-kicking isn't necessary, Mr. Sandler, but I appreciate it.

[venatoris]

[ It's a good sound. He finds he does it more too, the longer he talks to the Sam's. ]

I make no promises, Ms. Barrymore.

[ he'll still kick their ass. ]