Lawn Outside the Dorms, Late Sunday Morning

[likethegun]

It wasn't often that Sam was actually in the mood to spar with Dean, but this morning was a special exception. Between being cooped up in the dorms all night, not being able to fight whatever these things were that Seras had mentioned in her e-mail, and still not being able to talk, both he and Dean were feeling a little on edge. And really, what better way was there to deal with frustrated energy than by fighting each other?

[For saltandammo obviously, although an additional audience is welcome.]

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was on her way back to the dorms from her morning trip into town when she saw the brothers on the lawn. She waved.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean followed his brother out onto the lawn, grinning and all but bouncing with excess energy in anticipation.

There was a lot this morning that Dean could and did feel grumpy about, but going a couple of rounds with Sammy he knew would improve both their moods. It would let them use up some of this excess nervous energy and keep them sharp.

Besides, sparring with his brother was just plain ol' fun and not something that Dean was ever likely to turn down a chance at.

[likethegun]

Sam couldn't fight the urge to shake his head at how happy Dean looked, even if he was smirking himself. It really was amusing to know how much Dean enjoyed sparring. Sam was sure that there was some sort of psychological reasoning behind it, but he hadn't quite grasped it yet.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Sammy was looking at him in that amused 'my brother is weird' way he'd been using since he was about four.

Dean grinned back, knowing that even if he'd never admit it, Sammy liked sparring as much as he did.

He dropped into a defensive posture across from his brother and gestured, allowing the first move to Sam.

[likethegun]

Sam moved into an offensive position, and tried to psych himself up, telling himself that he was going to at least make a good attempt at beating Dean. Waiting for what seemed like the right moment, Sam moved forward to try to hit Dean in the chest.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean had been all but vibrating in place as he waited for Sammy to make his move, so when he did, Dean pretty much exploded into motion, twisting to the side so that Sam's hand brushed harmlessly past his chest and grabbing for his brother's arm as it did so.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

A good sized stick hit the ground near the brothers and bounced past them. This was followed by a loud clap off to the side to let them know where it had come from.

[likethegun]

Sam was pretty focused on getting his arm away from Dean, but not so much that he didn't notice the stick moving past them, and the clap was enough to get him to turn fully towards Molly.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn took a seat on the grass and prepared to watch. She'd been curious about what Dean and Sam could do for a long time.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly sat down next to Dawn and wrote a quick note.

Do they do this a lot?

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn shrugged. No idea.

Is it bad to wish that Jaye was around to encourage shirtlessness?

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly grinned mischievously, pointed to Dawn's marker and then held out her hand with a questioning look.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn handed the marker over, curious.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly took the marker, wrote a large message in her notebook and then showed it to Dawn. She grinned and tilted her head questioningly, hoping that Dawn would pick up that she was asking if it was okay.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec had M&Ms, which were nearly as good as popcorn, and conveniently located in his laptop. Seeing who was fighting outside, he went to watch, sitting on the lawn nearby.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly waved from where she and Dawn were sitting.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec waved back, then typed something on his laptop before showing it to Molly.

M&M?

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly smiled and nodded.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

He generously made the laptop dispense several, then went to sit a little bit closer so he could hand them over.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly accepted them and mouthed, "Thank you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn waved as well, then wrote something and showed it to Alec.

Thanks for helping yesterday. And see? It worked!

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

He shrugged at the thanks, then wrote something on his laptop and showed it to her after he moved closer.

Maybe, maybe not. I wouldn't trust my life utterly to a line of salt.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn nodded her approval.

No, not just salt. But it helps.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

It can't hurt, but I don't know if it actually helps.

He wasn't really meaning to be argumentative, but so far magic hadn't done him a whole lot of good.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She gave him a Look and began writing energetically.

What's your problem with magic? Do you know how to fight the Gentlemen? Or what they were? Or how to protect yourself against them?

Or is it just that there's something you have to admit you don't know?