24: [Video] Traveling Riverside Blues

[dashboardlite]

[At first, Dean had thought that the dream he had a couple nights before was just weird.  Clockwork dolls, inky-black demon eyes - it was bad mojo.  Things are changing around him, and for the most part it doesn't bother him too much.  He expects it, now, because this mansion is screwed to Hell and back and there's very little that surprises Dean anymore.

Except for when he takes a walk outside, and his tranquility is promptly ruptured by the sight of his car.  Sure, he's been dwelling on the lack of transportation recently, but still.

His car.

An excited video message from a Dean Winchester that hasn't genuinely smiled in months is being broadcasted, and he'd love to share his obsession one true love beautiful lady with all of you.]

Dude.  Dude.  My- guys, I can't even...seriously, it's just- it's my baby.  She's here, and she's beautiful, and she's so goddamn perfect.  You all gotta come down and see her.

[He suddenly wonders if he can project miles of endless highway if he thinks about it hard enough.  It's worth a shot.

Dean is so ecstatic that he doesn't even know who he's advertising this information to.]

Comments

[itsahotone.livejournal.com]

Now see, the way you were talking, I was expecting something more.

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

If you don't like it-

[He imagines some sunglasses on his face, cranks up some tunes (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RukUetw0hAM), and smirks.]

-you can imagine yourself somewhere else, sweetheart.

[itsahotone.livejournal.com]

Clever. No, I'm good. I'll just take this time to relax.

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Lemme know if I'm boring you.

[In the meantime, enjoy the cool breeze rolling in through the open windows.]

[itsahotone.livejournal.com]

You'll be able to tell from the snoring, probably.

[It's possible she's exaggerating just to be a brat. POSSIBLE.]