righteously: (⁸ Tʜᴇʀᴇ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴏɴ)
ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛᴇᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɴ ( ᴊᴇɴɴɪғᴇʀ ᴀɴᴋʟᴇs ) ([personal profile] righteously) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2021-12-11 01:36 am (UTC)

( And that right there is a little ping on his radar. If they're all scattered across the grid, if they're pulling people through, if they pulled him and Cas through--

Sam.
Benny.

Goddamn it. There's about two seconds of silence wherein he looks like a guy resigned to a prison sentence, complete with an eye roll to the ceiling. He's not the type to screw with this crap, generally. He did his time dropping acid with dudes named Don in the back of a Volkswagen van back when his kidneys were still naive, he doesn't have a hard-on for the concept of Daydream Utopia in exchange for-- what, is the thing.

But at the end of the day, he's got people he's looking for. Sam might not be here, realistically speaking, but Benny had been riding shotgun when him and Cas went stumbling through the same portal. Shotgun as in inside Dean's body. If the two of them are here, Benny's gotta be here. Right? Right. Infallible logic.

He scrubs a hand over his face, and finally relents.
)

Alright. ( Universe: 1, Dean: 0. ) Look man, not to rack up favors here, but- uh... think you could show me how to do it?

( The I'll pay you back is implied. Unvoiced now, but he'll put that in so many words later. )

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