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[On this incredibly merry Christmas, dearest denizens of Wonderland, you may be privy to two happenings: a shaky video of Dean grinning into the camera and sprinting down to the beach because there is something there waiting for him, or witness him delivering gifts to places of residence.]

You are now Dean Winchester, the DASHING WANDERLUSTER. You decide to deliver THOUGHTFUL GIFTS to ALL YOUR FRIENDS.

> DW:
[For Philip, beneath the Bill Cosby sweater and the porn magazine, there are several books from Dean's world on demons of Christianity, the different types, summoning and exorcizing them. You don't really want to know what he sold to the vendors to get them.

Fido/Balto/Whatever-the-dog's-name-is gets a tiny, badass husky harness, because she's so damn wiggly.

The Medicine Seller is left a portable DVD player with a massive case of Disney movies. It's time to get up to speed, man.

Dave Strider gets a CD of all the covers Metallica has ever done because HAVE YOU LISTENED TO THIS SHIT.

Terezi gets a homemade cherpumple cake, along with a book of anti-demon sigils written in bright-red marker.

Santana gets a 1954 Corvette convertible, light blue, and an Ella Fitzgerald record with a scrawled note taped to the outside: One of the smoothest voices out there - Not gonna lie, yours rivals it. -D

Kurt gets Led Zeppelin albums I through VI. It's important.

Alex Kralie also gets a skinmag, and a cookbook, because dude we need to get better at this cooking thing.
]

Date: 2011-12-26 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] itsahotone.livejournal.com
[She's a little confused at first by the car, because what the hell? Then it all makes sense again, and that added to the note on the record makes her smile.

Stupid Dean, making her feel feelings that are not annoyance or superiority.]
Edited Date: 2011-12-26 05:35 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-12-30 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
[There is no sense in denying it.

You love him.

Admit it.

;D
]

Date: 2011-12-26 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] britchillsout.livejournal.com
[ Dean doesn't get an extra post for this, but he does get a tape. ♥

(And maybe the knowledge that somewhere Phil is sighing deeply, knowing that his realside will never appreciate those mags like he would.)
]

Date: 2011-12-30 04:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
[Thank you, Phil. That is exactly what he wanted. To see himself getting screwed into a mattress multiple times by a scruffier Philip.

Awesome.
]

Date: 2011-12-27 03:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 40410.livejournal.com
He also gets a what?

Alex looks at his gifts and reflects on the facts that (a) he didn't think to get Dean anything since they've only spoken a couple of times and (b) he must have given Dean the impression that his life was really lacking.

...he keeps them both, though.

Date: 2011-12-30 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
[Every strapping young man in a place as bereft of ladies as Wonderland should have some pornographic literature.

And by literature we mean photographs.

]
From: [identity profile] 40410.livejournal.com
Alex is already at the beach, investigating the flotsam and jetsam with a certain minimum degree of suspicion. He hasn't found anything that looks like it's his yet, but he's seen a couple of people retrieve their own items, so he's gotten a general idea of the nature of the haul.

And hey, here's Dean coming to the beach, with a grin on his rapidly-approaching face. Alex watches him come closer, unmoving, and then remembers that civilisation dictates some kind of acknowledgement. He raises his hand in greeting.

/puts on shades YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Date: 2012-01-02 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
Dean half-waves, half-flails, because dude if you had any idea what he was sprinting so happily about, you'd piss your pants in excitement.

...Well. Maybe. Not everyone is as car-crazy as Dean Winchester.

"Dude!"

He practically skids to a halt in front of Alex, kicking up sand.

"Have you seen my car?"

Date: 2012-01-02 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 40410.livejournal.com
"That's yours?"

He's seen a car. It was a fairly nice car, why not. Though maybe not nice enough to be worth getting sand all over someone's trainers for.

"There's a black one down that way," he elaborates, tilting his head in the appropriate direction. "It's kind of stuck, though."

Date: 2012-01-05 06:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
"Yeah, s'what I heard," he pants, running a hand through his hair. "1967 Chevy Impala? She's my baby, she-"

Dean breaks off, glancing down the beach and squinting a little. There's a black speck stuck in the sand.

"-didn't think I'd see 'er again, is all. Pretty good Christmas present. What'd you get from Santa?"

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