Sex island ahoy!

[failedparenting]

I'm not lucky to have Mary there. I'm not lucky at all, just going there.

I know I won't have it the worst out of everyone there, but being stuck on some damn sex crazed island with all of my kids is a nightmare. You've seen Dean, right?

And who's this Eddie Blake guy you keep talking about?

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[magnetic_magpie]

Drink?

[That's all he has, really.]

[failedparenting]

You think I'd say no?

[GIMMIE.]

[magnetic_magpie]

[He passes over a pint flask of good whiskey. Sharing is caring, right?]

I'd worry if you did.

[failedparenting]

[You're too kind.]

With this much shit to deal with? Please.

[magnetic_magpie]

[Sometimes. Drink up.]

You'd be surprised.

At least things will be...a little easier in Siren's Port?

[Because. Presents.]

[failedparenting]

[He snorts.]

Only 'cause I'm six feet under.

[Ugh. Drink all the things.]

[magnetic_magpie]

But you're coming back.

[He's not even going to ask how you managed to shoot yourself.]

[failedparenting]

Eventually. But it'll just be back to more bullshit, you know that.

[magnetic_magpie]

That is life, I'm afraid.

[reminiscing]

No one you need to know.

[failedparenting]

Apparently I'm going to soon.

[reminiscing]

With a face like yours, I'm not surprised that that's gonna happen.

He's the sort of fella you should watch yourself around.

[failedparenting]

Thanks...?

[Unsure if being hit on or...?]

I make a habit of it anyway, so I'm probably good.

[fromfryingpantofire]

...

For the record, I'm going to work hard on forgetting that my mun read anything as concerns you and a sex island, Dad.

[failedparenting]

Sorry about that.

[His life sucks, okay.]

It's not my choice.

[fromfryingpantofire]

That's about normal when it comes to muns.

Then again, it's not the Underworld, so at least they aren't throwing unknown horrors at you every day?

...Actually, I wouldn't know if they are or not. My mun's never really looked at the game.

[upstairsbrain]

[He was warned that you were coming to the island, John, but it doesn't make him feel any better. One parent is bad enough.

So, just. Hiding his face now.]

[failedparenting]

[That pain, Sam? He's feeling it, too.]

Yeah.

[upstairsbrain]

[Yeeeeeah, he can imagine. Not that he is, because. No.]

... At least you and Mom'll be together.

[failedparenting]

Yeah, well, no telling what she'll do once she finds out how I raised you two.

[upstairsbrain]

[Oh, right. She doesn't know about that. It's ironic, how so many other people know everything about their lives, and their own mother knows next to nothing.]

She'll--

[Actually, John's right; it's just going to be a big mess. Sam heaves a sigh.]

Well, Dean and I'll be there to back you up.

[ex_thegoodwife444]

[FRESH MEAT~]

[failedparenting]

[...hello?]

Can I help you?

[ex_thegoodwife444]

Coming to the island are you?

[BB~ Lilith-mun here. :D]

[failedparenting]

[....still wary, proceeding with caution.]

Unfortunately, yeah.

oops..

[ex_thegoodwife444]

[Smart man.]

It's not so bad.

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[failedparenting]

[Not really, you're just being obviously suspicious. Common sense, he has it sometimes.]

Not from what I've heard.

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[ex_thegoodwife444]

[He's not being obviously suspicious he's being himself.

Okay, so maybe he is a bit suspicious. John Winchester has common sense? No WAY!]

You haven't been talking to the right people then.