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[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

Guys, the motel...has a pool!

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[notsabrina.livejournal.com]

Does it go deeper than three feet?

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah?

[notsabrina.livejournal.com]

Sweet. Most of the ones I remember from being a kid weren't really pools. Just.. shallow wading ponds.

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

I think last time I was swimming I was like...sixteen. Or something like that.

[notsabrina.livejournal.com]

Seriously? I love the water.

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

Then get your damn swimsuit! [Because he's wasted no time in removing his shirt while halfway out the door.]

[trouble-withme.livejournal.com]

Is there -- there's a diving board, right?

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

There might be. I didn't really take notice.

[trouble-withme.livejournal.com]

But that's the best part of the pool experience! Unless there's a slide...

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

I definitely didn't see a slide. You're out on that one.

[trouble-withme.livejournal.com]

Hotel pools: shattering dreams across the globe.

[angrypuppysammy.livejournal.com]

Hey, Sparky. Want a floatie before you go? Actually though--does sound kind of fun.

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

You bring your little unicorn inner tube and lets go then!

[angrypuppysammy.livejournal.com]

Shut up, Dean. [What do you mean come on. Dude baby brother is already out the door. Shirt gone. Pants can come off at the pool. Not every day a pool comes along after all.]

Stop being so slow, getting old?

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

Make me. [Rushes past, tugging his shirt off. If he were twenty or so years younger, he might've been skipping.]

Not my fault you're like one of those giant talking trees from Lord of the Rings.

[angrypuppysammy.livejournal.com]

I'll shove your head under the water, how's that sound? [But he's laughing as he takes off after Dean. If nothing else, he's going to try and get there in time to shove Dean in still in pants.]

Don't blame me, you've got stubby legs.

hullo, sammy has recruited~ me

[angel-ofthe.livejournal.com]

[Head tilted to the side, frowning in confusion.]


... it's a public bath? But you have showers in your hotel rooms, don't you?

Awesome! And a good thing cuz Cas needs to learn about these things.

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

It's more for fun then getting clean Cas. C'mon, I'll show you.

oh he so does <3

[angel-ofthe.livejournal.com]

Very well Dean.


[Castiel obediently trots after Dean, trusting him completely. WHY DOES THIS FEEL LIKE A TERRIBLE IDEA?]

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

Only thing is... [Glances at him.] Just like in baths, you can't be fully dressed.

[angel-ofthe.livejournal.com]

[Cas has never taken a bath before either, Dean :|

He looks down at himself, frowns, takes off his trench coat, folds it up in his arms, and then looks expectantly back up at Dean.]

OMG I hate this, my net sucks. Sorry I missed this, going through internet hell

[withadeadbody.livejournal.com]

[Jenna put on her bathing suit the moment she saw it.] I don't give a rat's ass if it is freezing cold, and someone filled it with dirty needles, and razorblades, I am so going in.

It's fine. I've been bogged lately anyways & Dean's been neglected.

[i-call-doover.livejournal.com]

Then get moving. [Shooing her out the door.]

It's okay, and he's been missed.

[withadeadbody.livejournal.com]

God, you are such a bossy pants! I like it...[She grinned, and giggled practically skipping out the door. Once to the pool, she checked it out before climbing up onto the diving board. She got to the edge, bouncing a couple of times on the higher board, jumping up and off, she twisted around in the air, then came down head first, arms extended. Diving underneath. Thankfully, the water was clear, but a bit cool. Cooler then was comfortable, but once in it was nice.]

Hey Grandpa! [She called after Dean.] You coming in? [She asked of him once she surfaced at the edge of the pool.]

Had to! <3

[theviltwin.livejournal.com]

[Serena is already wearing a black bikini (use your imagination! ;]) she bought not to long ago and already about to run out the door, starring at her brother teasingly.]

No, I'm not changing out of this and I'm going to run if you tell me I do.