up all night to get denny's

[gameofsocks]

It's late. Like, 3 AM late. You're hungry as fuck, but nothing is open.





Except Denny's.

RULES

1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why the hell you'd do this to yourself.
3. $2! $4! $6! $8! What do we appreciate? Bacon!

Comments

sam winchester | supernatural (season two) / ota

[escapedestiny]

( optional starter: )

[Sam is battling both hunger and exhaustion and though he's here, at 3 am, sitting at a table with a menu open, the exhaustion might be winning. His eyes are actually closed and he looks two seconds away from falling asleep on the menu.

It's been one of those nights, clearly. He's got so much graveyard dirt on his clothes he sort of looks like he fell into an open grave. Maybe he did.]

[lotsoflaughs]

You look like a homeless person.

::Sam wanted the Trickster seated on the opposite side of the booth, right? Because that's who he now has sitting across from him and trying not to laugh.

Gabriel could have decided to go with being subtle about screwing with him but honestly, Sam was tired enough he might not even notice. May as well go for blatant. He also kind of wanted to see how Sam reacted to finding he wasn't as dead as he thought.::

[escapedestiny]

[Sam's so tired he actually gives a huff of a humorless laugh at that, thinking "In a manner of speaking? I kind of am," before it occurs to him he really needs to check who's talking to him.

He forces himself to open his eyes then, and look across the table. He jolts into full alertness immediately.]

Shit, you're--! [He looks around wildly, frowning.] This has gotta be a dream... You're supposed to be dead! [That last sentence is whispered harshly, angrily as Sam leans a bit across the table.]

[lotsoflaughs]

Uh-huh. Remember the ladies who kicked your brother's ass and chainsaw guy causing you problems?

::Translation: That wasn't him that Dean staked.

Gabriel leans back, not that he could go very far with the back of the bench behind him. But at least it keeps him out of Sam's immediate reach. All he really needs to worry about is Sam kicking him in the shins.::

Before you pitch a fit or try to stab me with a fork, let me remind you there's an audience.

[escapedestiny]

That would be pretty stupid of me, since apparently you might not even really be you.

[Which, really, they should have taken into consideration before. The guy can alter reality, create people out of nothing. The fact that he might be able to make a decoy of himself should have been fairly obvious.]

So, what, you're just here to gloat over pancakes now?

[lotsoflaughs]

::Gabriel looks down at the table empty of everything but place mats, silverware rolled up in napkins, and assorted condiments before looking back at Sam.::

That would require one of us to order pancakes first. I just wanted to look in on you. No big deal. See the look on your face when you saw me.

::The last was added because he knew there was no way Sam would believe he didn't want anything. May as well throw him a bone so he would have something he actually believed.::

[escapedestiny]

[The response to Sam's question regarding pancakes brings a huff of a laugh from him, incredulous but a little amused as he glances away and then back again. He hadn't meant that literally, but he suspected the Trickster knew that.]

Well, you saw it. Satisfied?

[His tone says he doubts it.]

[lotsoflaughs]

::Oh, he knew perfectly well what Sam meant. But he's never one to turn down a chance to be a smartass. Well, almost never.::

I've gotten my amusement for the night, yep.

::It's said with an impish grin. And of course, he's not leaving. That would end the fun too early.::

[escapedestiny]

[Of course. Sam couldn't have expected this to be that easy. He stares at him for a moment, brow raised, before sighing and lifting his menu to continue looking at it.

Fine. He can sit there all he wants. So long as he isn't abducting college students to probe or pulling people with chainsaws out of thin air then Sam had no problem. Didn't mean he had to speak to him, though.]

[lotsoflaughs]

::Hey, the fratboy had it coming and he learned to be less of an asshole. Mission successful.::

The fratboy has learned his lesson. For the record.

::Just a little bit of breaking Sam's train of thought, yep.::