dear_mun | aiming for skyofdiamonds.

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aiming for skyofdiamonds.

Mun, mun, mun. Really? You want to play a trick on me?

Weeell, if you insist. But don't forget--I'm gonna be grading you.

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[Just. This face forever.]

Oh, Sammy, please. She started it.

[Really? "Sammy?" Ugh, Trickster.]

They usually do. I don't really blame her.

Don't be mean now, Sammy-boy. But she probably could use aaalll the tips you have to offer.

... Not that your track record's much better.

[Flatly:] It's Sam. And I'm not trying to give her advice... there's not much you could say to someone who has you stuck in their head.

True. But that doesn't mean she's not an amateur.

Well, not gonna lie... the idea of anyone being a you-expert scares me.

I'm sure there's someone out there who is. Just like there's experts on you, Sammy.

'Course, then we have to ask what kind of experts yours are. Now, what was the name of that one with the prophet? Becka?

[Yeah, changing the topic now.]

Have any friends at that game you're going to?

[VICTORY.]

Why, Samuel; don't tell me you're worried about poor little old me being lonely!

[ :l ]

That's not what I said.

[ :3 ]

Are you sure? It sounded exactly like that to me.

Well. That's not what I meant.

Oh, do explain, Sammy. Entertain me.

Does there have to be an explanation? I just asked a question. Nothing more to it.

Pfft, you're no fun. But as it happens, Sam, my boy, your big bro might be coming along for the ride.

[Pinged.]

... Think you can resist messing with him, for once?

Now what gave you the idea that I'd want to do that?

[Once again... :l ]

I dunno, probably... every time we've seen you, ever.

Resistance is futile, Sammy.

Mmmost of the time.

[Only concession Sam's going to get that maybe the Winchesters were kind of right. About some things, anyway.]

Right. [If Sam face/palmed, he might do that here. But, instead, he just sighs.]

Good luck with all that, then.

Here's a thought: you could always come along to keep an eye on him. After all, no one gets into trouble quicker than Dean.

[That's true. Sam's expression is dubious, though.]

Yeah, right. I only hope my Mun's not sadistic enough to throw me in another--

[...]

... Game. Yeah, just... don't give her ideas.

Sam, Sam, Sam. I wouldn't dream of giving your mun more ideas. They do that just fine all on their own.

[Besides, the seed is potentially already planted.]

[Potentially... yes, yes, it is.]

... Dammit.

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