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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 20:11:11 GMT -5
She wondered why he had said that. He just made himself look like an idiot. Alex only shook her head in disappointment, and beamed at him brightly. "Surely you can think of better things to say, Deanie Weenie." She breathed with an exasperated look. She felt like she was looking after a five year old child, no, worse than a five year old child. With little kids all she had to do was threaten to sit on them, and that got them to shut up. Then her head snapped up at his words, a horrified look on her face. "Whatever! You're the one that'll be in her pants!" She whined with a pout on her lips. He sure did know how to make her whine. Maybe the comeback wasn't as good as he planned, but it did get her talking. His last comment caught her off guard, and all she did was let out a sigh. "Like I would look! Really, you have a messed up head to think I would even think of peeking!" She snapped, covering her eyes like a child that swore she saw a ghost. Alex couldn't believe Dean had just said that, but it's not like it would never be expected.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 20:23:24 GMT -5
He narrowed his eyes at her. "Deanie Weenie? What the hell is that?" It accually sounded kind of wrong. But he didn't want to go there. His mind was already in the gutter, no thanks to Alex, and he just didn't want to go any farther down. A grin beamed on his faced as she whined back at him. "Ya, but atleast I will be drunk. You'll just be there for shits and giggles..." He couldn't help but smirk. It was nice to know he had turned the tables. Maybe no she would stop talking about his nonexisting love life with some old broad. If it were some hot chick, he wouldn't mind so much. Although it would me awkward talking to a sixteen year old on the subject. He just shook his head again. Damn the bad thoughts. He looked back at her and shrugged his shoulders. "You never know..." It was just fun to get under her skin like that. He could tell it completely freaked her out, and it was fun. He did however, pick up his pace and weaved through some trees. After picking the perfect spot did his buisness, writing his name in the dean during the procces. He then turned around and wandered his way back. He walked up behind her, and laughed, seeing her cover her face the way she was. "All is well. You can look now...." He was thinking about pulling down his pants and standing there in his boxers, or take of his shirt or something just to get a rise out of her, but he decided not to and just stuck his hands in his pockets.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 20:39:58 GMT -5
She laughed loudly and pointed at him with her slender index finger. "It's your new nickname. You weenie!" Oh great, she was getting all hyper and giggly. Sometimes stuff like this happened, and she would get hyper off of air. She made a face at his words, and only bit down on her lower lip as she thought of something to say. "How about I get stoned, and then I wouldn't even know where the hell I was." She suggested with a shrug and a teasing smile. There was no way he could turn that against her, make it seem like she wanted to see old geezer sex. She rolled her eyes at his next comment, sticking her tongue out. "Who would want to look? You probably beg people on the streets to look down there." She grumbled with a beaming smile. Just thinking about that made her stomach churn. Dean just seemed like the kind of guy that would do that too. As she heard his words she lifted her face from her hands, and thought about turning around. "Why is it that I don't trust you?" She asked softly, almost glancing over her shoulder to check. Alex just didn't want to bolt around and be accused of peeping. It was just wrong...
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 20:51:31 GMT -5
He grumbled. "Really? Weenie? It sounds like a name that a mentally unstable three year old would call his pet weener dog..." He said with a grumble. He would need to think of some annoying nickname for her so that she wouldn't call him weenie. He still couldn't get over it... He let out a sigh. Stoned... now how could he turn that around? There really wasn't any way he could to that, that he could think of. But then his face slightly brightened and he looked at her. "You know... when your stoned, you may not know exactly what is going on, but I think you could tell if that was going on. Besides... It would just enhance the experience." He wasn't going to lie, he had been stoned before, and he thought it was rather fun. Everything looked 3-D, more colorful, and just way out there. And she would still be there, watching or not, she would still be there... When she spoke, he let out a huff. "Don't objectify me..." He grumbled slightly to himself. "And for your information, it is the other way around!" He muttered somemore stuff under his breath that was X-rated and was not ment to be herd by young ears... As he stood behind her, he made a face. "After all that he have been through, and you don't trust me? I'm shocked...." Sarcasim seemed to leak from his voice as he walked up closer. Slowly he brushed past her shoulder and stood infront of her. "See? I know how badly you wanted a peek, but I'm sorry. I'm covered for the day..." He gave her a grin as he stood there.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 21:06:57 GMT -5
She grinned widely. "Don't take it offensively, Deanie Weenie! You could be someone's wiener dog if you tried." She said softly with a slight shrug. She could just picture that, him sitting on a little boy's lap... So awkward but so funny. "Woof woof!" She barked with a teasing smile. She only grumbled and pouted. Dean was only turning this against her more and more, and she just smile slyly as she thought of what to say. "I never said I would be sitting there, I just said I would make it happen. My perverted friends would then video tape it and put it on the internet." She stated with a look of defiance. She laughed and slapped her knee, bending over because she was laughing so much. It wasn't even that funny, but to her it was hilarious. She heard his words, and she instantly made a face. She started laughing again, and stood hunched over herself as she laughed."Ew! Me look! There's probably nothing there anyways..." She grumbled as she took her hands from her face.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 21:18:49 GMT -5
His nostrils slightly flared as she called him Deanie Weenie again. It was the most annoying sound he had ever herd. It was worse than someone scrappning thier nails against a chalk board, or singing out of tune. It just made him cringe. He thought about what she said for a moment though. Him, be a pet dog? He sighed, she had no idea what she was getting herself into. "Hey, if I were a dog, I would not be some wimpy little wiener dog..." He said as he glared at her. Her just even saying that made him want to turn into a wolf and just bite her. The woof thing was a bit over doin it, and a growl came from him. Not just same guy that sounded piss, but an accual wolf growl. But then she said stuff about her perveted friends, and his mind completely changed tracks. He couldn't help but laugh though. "Really? On the internet? Hmmmm..." He didn't know what to say back to that. It was just so... weird. But her friends, he would have to meet them sometime. Then he thought about something. "Wait, you have friends?" He snicker came onto his face as he looked at her. But as she spoke again, he narrowed his eyes. "Hey, if you start talking like that you are not going to like where the conversation will start heading, so it is best you don't bring up my body parts..." He pulled a hand out of his jean pocket and reached up and grabbed the necklace that lay around his neck. He really had to reasoning why, he was just doing it subconciously.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 21:28:16 GMT -5
She watched his reaction and smiled lightly. He sure was getting pissed. Well, that's what he got for making fun of her watching his old geezer sex. She would have no part in that! She let out an exasperated sigh as if she was doing so much work that it was boring her. "Fine, you'd be a big bad wolf that everyone is afraid of, not to mention steal their grannies." She said with a blank look. She was being totally retarded and putting two and two together to make five. She ignored his first question after he asked the second one, and she glared at him. "Wouldn't you like to know." She muttered, her eyes going to the ground. She thought about looking so miserable that he would feel guilty. Alex wouldn't even have to try. "All talk and no action, Mr..." She stopped there, her eyes going down to the ground. She really didn't want to finish that, so she just stared at the ground blankly.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 21:36:30 GMT -5
He had to laugh when she first spoke. Who wouldn't? The only thing was, she really had no idea what she was talking about. While he was all wolfed out he had once killed an old lady. He couldn't help but think about it when she said that. He didn't have sex with her though. Ew... As he looked at her, he was beginning to think she might be a little more perverted them him, or atleast at the moment. She was talking about big bad wolves and grannies. And people said he needed to seek medical help... Then she started it up again, acting all miserable. He started to feel guilty, but he didn't say anything. He knew she was just trying to play him for a sucker. She was a evil little girl... But with her last remark, his mind went back in the gutter. "For my mind's sake... Finish your sentence...." He had been called a lot of different 'Mr. ---' names, and coming from her slightly weirded him out. He highly doubted she was going to say Mr. Winchester, how could she? She didn't know his last name. But still, all cards aside, her sentence, it totally sounded dirty in his mind. Which accually kind of scared him, god only knows where his mind was going to take him...
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 21:43:57 GMT -5
She looked at him. All he seemed to be doing was looking at her and it was freaking her out. This silence was awkward, and was only filled momentarily with his laughter. It was so damn loud when no one was talking! She let out a grumble and shook her head. Soon she would say something just for him, and it would totally get him talking again. Then she heard it. He wanted her to finish her sentence? He would surely kill her if she finished it. "I was going to say," She took in a deep breath. Maybe she could make something up to cover for it. "Mr. Pee Wee." She said so softly it was almost a whisper. So much for covering... Soon Alex was eying the ground again, wishing and hoping she would live through this.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 21:50:11 GMT -5
He rasied an eyebrow the moment she spoke. Hr paused just anooyed him. He was about to just say spit it out already, but she said it. Her words seemed to echo in his mind for a few moments, and he just stood there, frozen. He dropped the necklace and let it bounce against his chest. His brow furrowed and he gave her a long glance. "Are my ears working right? Did you just say Mister Pee Wee?" Once again he looked at her like she had just sprouted another head. What the hell was that supposed to mean? So amny random thoughts went racing through his head it was hard to see straight. Sure he had been called a handful of names in the past, but this. He didn't even know how to react to it. It sounded like some horrible pun, but yet it didn't. He just slightly cocked his head to the side, his one and still acting like it was holding his necklace, even though it wasn't.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 22:01:13 GMT -5
She didn't even look up at him, and she did was let out a small cough. She felt like such an ass... His question rang in her ears, but she didn't answer, the long pause would be answer enough. Maybe she would say something just to get a conversation moving, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out. All Alex could do was try to burn a whole through the ground by staring at it intensely, and that didn't work either. A sigh escaped her lips, she knew she would have to say something, anything to keep the silence from driving her mad. "I think your ears are working fine..." She said softly, barely even speaking loud enough for herself to hear. Dean obviously didn't get it. That was a perverted little name, and he didn't even truly get it, otherwise she would be running for her life. Her eyes were still glaring at the ground, and she could have sworn she saw the snow melting. That just showed how messed up in the head she was.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 22:14:14 GMT -5
He still just glared at her strangely, but atleast now, he could move. His hand dropped and slid into his jean pocket, his eyes still glued on her. He took in a breath, about to say something, but it just came out as a sigh. His head slightly cocked to the other side now, acting like some retarded dog. He still didn't know what to say. Even if it was just some nix at his manhood, what do you say back to some sixteen year old girl? That what was still throwing him off. If it would have been someone he knew, or perhaps his age, he would jab a stick back, but her? His mind still buzzed slightly. "You know... You are one messed up kid..." He had ment to say it in his head, but it just came out. Atleast the silence would be broken for all of ten seconds. Sudden;y he dramastically wanted to change to subject, anyway he could. The bad thing, his mind wasn't working properly. "Ya... I could use a drink right now..." And with that he turned and started walking off in the direction of his car. After a few steps he stopped, and looked over his shoulder. "You coming or what?"
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 22:23:53 GMT -5
She felt his eyes on her. It was hard not to when they were just glued in the same position, watching every movement you could accomplish. Hearing his comment almost made her cringe away, almost made her shrivel up and crawl into a hole. If only that was possible... The only thing Alex did was glance at him, and that was still nearly impossible. She was a messed up kid, that's why she hung out with some perverted people. It was hard to fit into any crowd but theirs when they were just like you. She let out a sigh, and soon heard his comment ring through her ears. She just stood there like she was made out of stone. Then came the question, her head snapped up, and she rubbed the back it hurt like hell. Her eyes wandered over to him, and she grudgingly walked over to him, practically sagging the whole way. It was pretty pathetic to see such a peppy girl sag like an old woman.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 22:34:58 GMT -5
He stood there, waiting for her to catch up with him. Seeing her all droopy like that really did make him feel down. It surprised him how one little comment could just the mood of a setting in a blink of an eye, and so dramatically to. One mintue they were picking jokes at each other, the next, well, you get the picture. When she caught up, he started walking again at a slow pace. Everyone in a while he glaned over at Alex, which just made him sigh everytime. He wanted to say something, or atleast do something, but he couldn't really think of anything. It bothered him. One of his hands snaked out of his pocket and grabbed the amulet that hung off the thin leather neacklace again. His fingers traced the small little head, his mind thinking of totally different things. He just wanted to get to the car. He figured it would be easier once he got there. The only thing was, he had to find it first...
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 22:42:16 GMT -5
With a grumble she slipped her arms through her sleeves, keeping herself warm. She let out deep breaths just to fill the silence when Dean wasn't sighing. She would watch the steam flow past her eyes, breathing in just to watch the steam rise out. The jokes had stopped being flung back and forth, and now she just wanted to sit back and relax. Being miserable and droopy just wasn't her style, and she was surprised she was being so quiet. It was like someone had zipped her mouth shut, locked it, and then tossed the key. Man was she screwed then... Every now and then she would spare a glance at Dean. She was just begging him to say something, anything. Another breath escaped her lips. A soft squeak escaped from her as she tripped over something covered in snow. It took her some time before she found her two feet, and stood up straight. What a klutz...
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