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[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Dad, what time are they coming?

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[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

Who're 'they'? You mean your aunt and uncle?

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Weren't they coming to dinner tonight?

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

Last I heard. But you know what they're like... could be here in 10, could be 2 hours.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

So we should wait to order the Chinese, then.

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

You want Chinese? Seriously? Family around for dinner, and you want to do takeout?

*he ruffles her hair, laughing*

Aren't you just the perfect hostess?

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles her nose, ducking and batting his hand out of the way*

Well, you name anyone in our family who can cook a dinner for six and I'll have them start it up.

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

*still laughing*

Yeah, yeah, alright, I get the point. Just... no threatening your uncle when he starts eating your food this time, yeah?

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

But he knew those were my mozzerella sticks!

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

Where your Uncle Dean's concerned? All food is his food.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll have to keep a close eye on mine.

As he should on his. *grin!*

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

Well, if any blood's shed, then you're cleaning it up. That's all I'm saying on the matter.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Fine. I'll ask Mom to help me.

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

Nuh-uh. You're on your own.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Dad.

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

You 'nd your uncle've got to learn to behave somehow

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

I always do behave! Uncle Dean's the one who starts it!

[lost-myshoe.livejournal.com]

Well, I promise I'll threaten him too.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Okay! *beams*

Locked from all adults -- cause not dumb

[stakesnsalt.livejournal.com]

Screw dinner. Come with me. Skinwalker in New Hampshire. I don't think the parentals have heard about it yet.

Still locked from adults 'cause parents just don't understand.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

When are we supposed to sneak out?

Exactly. Will Smith spoke the truth,

[stakesnsalt.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Well we could go now? Before my parents get to your house...by the time they figure out we'll missing we'll be across state lines.

Word.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

I dunno, Mary. I mean, Dad still brings up that time we tracked down that poltergeist when we were supposed to be on that field trip...

Parents. *shakes head*

[stakesnsalt.livejournal.com]

Hey. We saved a whole bunch of people. And it was to the zoo. Now I love the hippos as much as the next person but we can go to the zoo anytime.

Come on, Jess. Please......

Can't live with 'em, can't be born without 'em.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

*sighs*

Fine. I think we should wait 'til after they're appropriately buzzed, though. We can say we're going to Starbucks or something and then sneak away.

True dat

[stakesnsalt.livejournal.com]

*grins*

You're the BEST cousin EVER! You know that, right? I'll stop by the bar on the way to your house. See if Pat's family has a bottle of something they are willing to dedicate to the cause.

*peace sign*

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes* Yeah yeah, I know. And I'll make sure Mom's distracted with...something.

Hee!

[stakesnsalt.livejournal.com]

Good plan.

:D

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Whose car?

OOC: Why would you ever think that? ;)

Oh these two are going to be FUN :)

[stakesnsalt.livejournal.com]

Mine. I'll have the trunk full of everything we need.

Oh yeah.

[raisedbydemons.livejournal.com]

Okay. I'll gather up my stuff before dinner.

OOC: And I love you for it.