The Sinking Feeling You Get When You Eat Magic Food

[bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com]

Welcome meatship crewmembers to the instrument of pure silly.

It had been a long period of waiting, but a prank was about to be issued after these dire dark times. As such, tables were set up around the WITCH Bus and other locations, unmanned stands where Lemonade and Brownies were available with the compliments of your friendly companions.

Do you dare risk chocolately goodness or sour-sweetness to discover it's dark delicious secrets?

(ooc: tag around, bug others and feel free to continue to madness. IC duration is about a day. Unless you deliberately take more with you. As a reminder, Lemonade brings you up ages to a good looking adultish level. Brownies turn you into kids. GO NUTS. Refer to the ooc post for details and ask questions there.)

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[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Way it is in every family, in their own way..." Not that some didn't have it harder than others. Even without asking, Kaylee knew that Sam and Dean had it a few thousand times harder than she and her family had.

After a moment of though, Kaylee grabbed Dean's hand and started dragging him toward the Sensoriums. "C'mon, we're gonna go play." Because, even though their minds were still completely adult, Dean needed an excuse to be a kid, at least for a little while.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

He blinked with some surprise as she grabbed his hand.

"But-but hey, we don't know who's doing the spell. We gotta change back," he protested, shuffling his feet along as they walked. Still playing really did sound like fun.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"We gotta wait for word from the Magic Department 'fore we can change back. It's probly only timed anyhow, don't know how quick we'll change back, and you're gettin' some fun in your system 'fore we do."

If he didn't stop shuffling his feet she was going to get behind him and push him to the gorram Sensoriums.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

If it was timed, that'll be ok. He's still a bit annoyed he got tricked so easily, and he'd have words with whoever's behind it. But nothing can be done now except research, and that's Sammy's area anyway.

Dean then gave a dramatic sigh, but stopped dragging his feet. He seemed to consider something for a moment, and then let go her hand. A moment later though, he patted her on the shoulder.

"Fine, you're it!" And he took off down the hall toward the Sensoriums.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

He relaxed, which she couldn't help but give herself a mental pat-on-the-back for. She really should have known something else would be following. Even after he started running it took her a few extra seconds to process what had happened.

"H-hey--"

Oh gorrammit. Doing her best to avoid tripping over her coveralls, Kaylee took off down the hall after Dean.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

He tossed a glance back at her over his shoulder, and gave a brief laugh before facing front. He sprinted his way, and did a dive through the door to one of the rooms. A small dust cloud formed from the ground as he landed, the surroundings now resembling the Singer Salvage Yard again. Well between this and Pastor Jim's church in Blue Earth, it was one of the main places he and Sam would stay at as kids.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Kaylee was right behind as he went through the door, and pounced to pin him down. "Tagback!" she laughed.

And then she spotted the contents of the salvage yard and found herself completely distracted. She rolled off of Dean and ran to the closest car. "Best playground I ever saw..."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" He yelled as he fell over, but then giggled a bit. It was funny, but some of his adult memories felt further away now. He let them, and grinned more.

"Sammy and I played here sometimes, it's AWESOME." He beckoned to her to point out some of the cars

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

This little Crewmember Experiment, if that was what it was, wasn't so bad as it seemed at first. Seeing Dean smile like that, even if he had to be de-aged to do it, was refreshing.

"Looks that way." Kaylee was distracted for a moment with that first car, all but crawling under the hood to get a better look, but as soon as Dean started pointing out better specimens she jumped back out and followed behind him.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Adult Dean used to laugh and smile a bit more a few years ago. It was just harder these days, though being on the ship and away from his and his brother's burden helped considerably.

"Man, that Volkswagon ain't much, come on, there was this Camaro that needed some TLC. If Dad hadn't given me the Impala I might have saw about fixing it up."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

More than content to just follow him around and take everything in, Kaylee toddled along behind Dean. Occasionally something would catch her attention and she would get side tracked by it, but her main goal was finding this bragged-about Camaro of his.

"I'd've been in a place like this all the time, I think." She kind of was, for work back home. One salvage yard after another trying to find parts, make a fake ambulance, etc etc etc. Wonderful little life of crime they had.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I bet, over here." He pointed out a run down with some rust damage 1969 Camaro.

"Knew she needed a lot of work, and tried to fiddle with her at times. But Impala's always gonna be the first."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

It didn't take more than "over" for Kaylee to pass Dean and start looking over the car. Priorities, yep.

"Just like Serenity will be," she agreed, running her hands over the hood before popping it open. Not the best looking innards in town, but she could work with them. "Anythin' after the first is kinda like that extra candy you get at Christmas once presents're done."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

He nodded, and moved to the side to check where the spark plugs should be, noting how worn the radiator line was.

"Yeah, hadn't seen this one in recent years there. How much work your girl needed at first?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Well, I wasn't part of the original crew... Ship was mostly runnin' when they got to me, 'n I took care of the rest where the first mechanic couldn't, got offered the job on the spot."

Any other details of her employment she skipped. Dean really didn't need to hear about Bester.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

He'd think Bester was a douche anyway.

"Sounds like first guy knew two things. Jack and Squat."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Most people seemed to. Hell, even Kaylee thought he was.

"Basically, yeah. Don't know how he managed to get the job in the first place, but he did. S'pose I'm grateful to him for it, though. If it'd been anybody more qualified I might not've gotten the chance to show my stuff."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"Had to be desperate before you showed up I guess." Dean shrugged at that.

He checked the fanbelt, and then grinned at her, "Ah they knew a good thing when they saw. Would have been crazy not to take ya aboard."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Not so many folks lookin' to work on a beat up ol' Firefly as you might think. Joke's on them, though, passin' on Serenity."

She can't help but grin back, proud as proud can be. "Considerin' what Bester knew? Even I'd say it was a hundred-percent in-the-right trade off."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"Same with anybody who passed on the Impala. And sounds like it." He gave another toothy grin back, and then scratched his head.

"You wanna play hide and seek?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Hide and seek sounded like a bit of fun they could both use. Kaylee nodded enthusiastically, already looking around them for decent hiding places.

"You wanna count, or should I?"

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

He thought for a moment. He could hide really well. But hmm.

"You hide, I'll count."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Alright!"

She waited until he covered his eyes and started counting, then quietly tiptoed away. When she was sure he couldn't hear, Kaylee took off running until she found a suitable looking hiding spot, which turned out to be underneath one of the cars. Not too hard for him to find, and open enough that she could run if need be.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"1...2...3" Dean started off counting very loudly and drawn out. But his voice got quieter and faster. He then turned, and listened for a moment before setting off in a seemingly random direction.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

She carefully listened to his counting, and shifted back toward the middle of the car's undercarriage. From there it was watching and listening for Dean's approaching footsteps...

And second now...