71st Hunt [Action]

[dudeimbatman]

[Dean is underneath the Impala, legs sticking out, the sound of him sweet talking the car coming in quiet mutterings. He's changing out the fuel filter today and having a bit of trouble with it sticking. After a few minutes it comes free and it puts the new one in. Once that's done, he finishes up and slides out from beneath the car looking for someone to kiss.]


[ooc: Victory kisses curse! Tag your muse in and I'll tag back with Deano completing some mundane sort of task and then kissing your muse. If you've got ideas/suggestions/etc, add 'em into your tag.]

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[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ She's completely taken by surprise, a little yelp coming out just as Dean makes contact. And oh, it's actually nice if not-- well Dean, you kind of smell like oil and grease. Sure, Donna likes the idea of a rugged man but-- ]

Oi!

[ She pulls away violently and swings her right hand as hard as possible, aiming for that cheek of his. ]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[The slap is a surprise. And she slaps hard]

Ow! What the hell?

[This is all Donna's fault. Clearly.]

[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, she's winding up for another, you keep that tone up. ]

Me? Might think to ask yourself that before you go snogging random strangers. I don't know where you've been!

[ Cue her looking around for someone to complain to. ]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, have a 12 year old kid grin.]

You said snogging.

[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ Huff. Also, turning and storming away! No more accent for you! ]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Hey! It was a compliment!

It's not like I go around 'snogging' everybody.

[Well yes, today he does.]

[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ Pause. Turn. ]

A compliment? A compliment is saying something nice, not poking fun!

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

I wasn't poking fun! I like your accent.

[Geez! Some chicks you can't make happy no matter what.]

[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ Donna Noble is the president of that club, Dean. ]

Which you decided to say after assaulting me with your dirty lips. Maybe next time you ask a girl if she wants to be smeared with dirt first.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Excuse me, Your Friggin' Majesty. Most chicks don't object.