trans_9 | PJs and Movies [Backdated to before Possession Plot]

"Folk don't always get things when you explain 'em, either. Shared experience just...gives you that extra barrier you've already broken through together." It was hard, for example, just thinking about explaining half of this Stacy business to her mom, whereas she could talk about Stacy and more with someone who had actually been on the ship and had seen what they all had.

"Can only hope so," Kaylee agreed. She couldn't help a small laugh as Bobby bounded off the couch, though it was more out of entertained concern than any laugh at Tom's misfortune.

That made one of them home, even if it wasn't exactly the brother Kaylee was looking for. She didn't mind at all, though. It wasn't often she and Sam got to interact when Dean wasn't around. In case Sam questioned the 'we,' Kaylee chimed in with an, "Afternoon, Sam!"

And he was about to question the 'we'. Sam gave Bobby a good head rubbing before he came into the room. "Hey, Kaylee. Wasn't expecting to see you here." Especially with Dean still on shift. "What're you guys watching?" The movie looked vaguely familiar, in that way that meant he'd probably watched it when he was a kid. There weren't a lot of movies that made it to network TV that he hadn't seen.

"Yeah. Sometimes you just need to live it, before you actually get it."

Tom tossed her a wounded look, all teenager for a moment. "Not fair, laughing because I was just defeated by an overgrown puppy..."

He rubbed his chest, leaning his head back to look at Sam. "Homeward Bound. I'm abusing the media library for Disney movies."

"Wouldn't call it defeated, necessarily..."

Kaylee smiled up at Sam, giving him a little wave as he entered the room. "Thought you guys could use a surprise today." Even if most of the surprise had originally been meant for a little quiet time with Dean. "Tom was kind enough to entertain and introducin' me to a couple old movies in the meantime."

"Sorry about that, Tom. I don't think Bobby realizes how much bigger he is now." And how much more he weighed when he jumped off like that.

He raised an eyebrow. "Homeward Bound? I...yeah. I think we watched that once. It was a long time ago, though." They weren't exactly a Disney watching family, after all. "And you know us, Kaylee. We're always glad to have you around."

Dean moreso, of course. But Sam loved her like family, too.

"I'm ok." He grinned, rubbing his stomach a little. "He just doesn't know humans don't make good trampolines yet. He'll learn, hopefully before he gets much heavier."

He smiled, turning back to the TV. "The title seemed like something that fit, you know? I remember it has a good ending." He laughed. "Kaylee means she was nice enough to put up with me watching kid's movies and didn't run for the hills."

It was nice to have someone there, nice to have someone to talk to.

The mechanic just kept on beaming. Dean was plenty good at making her feel welcome, but Sam... Sam brought that sweet kind of welcoming with him. It was nice. Beyond nice.

"He promised me a happy endin'," she laughed. "'Sides, ain't often I get to watch Earth-That-W--" No, she really needed to train herself off of Earth-That-Was better. Kaylee corrected herself, "Earth movies. If this one promises a happy endin', just makes my experience that much better."

"If it's Disney, it's pretty much guaranteed a happy ending." He walked over and looked at the couch for a moment before he flopped down. And ended up with Bobby in his lap with an 'oof' of his own. "Hey now. Careful where you put those paws," he said, grabbing hold of Bobby's jaw to look at him.

Bobby licked Sam's nose and 'grinned' at him.

He snorted, shaking his head and leaning back. "I think the movie probably fits just fine with everything on this ship. I wonder what Rhiow would think of it, though."

He tipped his head curiously at Kaylee's almost slip. Earth that w? Earth that was, maybe? But, Kaylee was obviously human. He thought anyway. He was bad at telling.

"Yeah, Disney is good like that. It might have sad moments, but the good guys always win in the end."

He laughed softly. "He's going to get someone at some point, and that's going to be his response, you know? How can you be angry with that face?"

He glanced back at the TV, watching the cat. "I don't know, do you think she'd like that the cat was more clever than anyone else? Or would she be upset? I didn't even think of that."

Kaylee shifted her legs over to give Sam a little more room as he joined them. "Can't say I really know. Ain't much more'n Star Wars we ever saw..."

It was hard to miss that curious look from Tom, and she couldn't help but laugh a little. She'd gotten that look from more than one person on this boat. "From the future, ain't alien. And if you're from 'round his time," she motioned to Sam, "then you got 'bout 500 years on me."

She didn't know Rhiow all that well, so there wasn't much she could throw into that part of the conversation. Back to watching the movie...

"Yeah yeah, I know." He put his hand down to ruffle Bobby's ears. Bobby, on the other hand, yawned and settled down across his lap and Tom's. "And Star Wars isn't Disney.

"Actually," he said, now that he thought about it, "Dean and I kind of avoided a lot of Disney as we were growing up." Too many parents dying. Bambi was about the worst for them.

"Star Wars is a good start. I mean, still good movies. Bit more space battley than most Disney fare though." He grinned at the dog, shaking his head. Bobby was still convinced he was a tiny puppy. "So when are we going to break it to him that he's no longer a lap dog?"

He grinned at the explanation, almost laughing again. "Five hundred years? Five hundred years later and Star Wars is one of the movies that the human race takes into the stars with them? That's fantastic."

He glanced at Sam, wordlessly curious. But he had been avoiding Bambi, and a few others he remembered liking as a kid. He wanted a truely happy ending, not 'hey the heroes won, but someone good still died.'

Lion King and Bambi were strictly off the list of choices. "What did you watch when you were kids, then?"

"I like 'em well enough, even if they are a bit on the inaccurate side'a things." And the low-quality side of things, but she politely left that bit out.

Kaylee couldn't help feeling a bit proud of his reaction to the future. Some people might have found it sad that Star Wars was the only thing that made it, but it really just proved that you never knew what bits of Earth-That-Was culture you were going to find 500 years after the fact.

With a shrug (and a tiny bit of a smirk), Kaylee reached over to give Bobby's back a nice scratching. "Knowin' Dean, it was all cops 'n robbers shows."

"I've tried. He doesn't believe me." It probably didn't help that, at his height, Sam had more lap than a lot of folks did. "I figure when he falls out of laps, he may take the hint."

Or maybe not.

Sam grinned at Kaylee. "There were a lot of those, yeah. I think I've seen every episode of Dukes of Hazzard ever made, too."

"Homer never did. Still seemed to think he was an armful of puppy when he was as big as the person he was laying on."

He shrugged faintly at the inaccurate comment, knowing that space wasn't full spaceships and cozy little spaceports. Half the universe was at war with the other half. Didn't make for nearly as nice a story. It was hard to see who the good guys even were, in his universe, just the human race was hopelessly caught between the opposing forces. "There's some geeks back home that would be ecstatic to know that Star Wars made it to space. It's kinda awesome. And, yeah it might not be the truth. But it's nice to think that the good guys always win, that there's something to be won from suffering. That's a bit of humanity's innocence that went with them into space."

He grinned, relaxed against the arm of the couch, listening to Sam talk. "John Wayne and Starskey and Hutch and stuff like that? Sounds like fun."

The movie played on in the background, though it didn't seem like anyone was watching.

"Gotta take the good with the bad. Ain't much bad 'bout this guy, and if laps're his only problem I think you've done alright." Because really, Bobby was a huge, lovable, clumsy sweetheart. How could one not love him?

Kaylee was obviously more than pleased with Tom's answer. She leaned back, grinning. "They win enough, 'n that's what counts."

While John Wayne was another name Kaylee recognized--oh, did her daddy love his movies--Starsky and Hutch and Dukes of Hazzard didn't ring any bells. "Can't say I've even seen one... Must'a been good, though, to hold Dean's interest for more'n thirty seconds."

"They might be in the Media Library." He honestly hadn't looked. Though for Dean, maybe he should. "Dukes was about a pair of cousins who basically went around righting wrongs and trying not to arrested." He paused, then, "And they had a pretty cool car, too."

Okay, so maybe it sounded like something else. But that was just a coincidence, really.

"Yeah true." He curled a bit, not defensive in the least, just settling himself a little more comfortably into the couch. This wasn't at all the way he'd intended to spend the afternoon, but he had no complains.

"We'll have to go look. Maybe we can find some actual popcorn and have some sort of movie night. That'd be fun. Jake and I used to do it when we were younger." Before everything went to hell. "It'd be nice to just have a chance to relax, you know?"

More and more, this felt like family.

Kaylee raised an eyebrow at Sam's summary of the show, and she just cracked a small smile instead of commenting on it. It wasn't hard to imagine Dean liking a show like that, especially with the life they led.

"Never one to turn down an excuse for relaxin'," she admitted, checking the movie again. "This boat needs more of 'em. Too many folks not smilin' ever."

"I think, right now, if we're going to go for popcorn, we're going to end up in the Sensoriums." Because there wasn't that much real food left in the stores, he didn't think. And popcorn probably hadn't been high on the list of things to get from the last shore leave. "But that would probably make it easier, in some ways. You can call up anything you need from the Media Library in there, after all."

Not that Sam ever went there to do research. Ever. At all.

"Maybe the next planet we stop at will have some. That sounds exciting. I've never gotten off the ship on the planets. First time I-well, yeah. I've just never managed it." He glanced at Kaylee, scratching Bobby's chin. "Think Dean could take off work for long enough?"

Being able to smile was a luxury. A good one, one he was enjoying experiencing. Made everything else seem so much less important.

"Make ourselves a nice comfy settin' while we're at it." More than likely it would be just like sitting here in the living room, but that was alright with Kaylee. There were worse places for movie watching, by far.

Kaylee nodded. "He should be able to, I'd think. Promised me he would next leave, at least, so if he don't we'll just have to go drag him out kickin' and screamin'."

Looks like Kaylee will have to save the dragging for the bedroom because there were footsteps approaching outside. Bobby's ears perked up, and the young dog scrambled up and down again to run to the door.

Dean chuckled and reached down to pet the still sort of puppy aged dog, and stepped inside, noticing the sounds and voices.

"Let me guess, my party invite got lost in the mail?"

"Dean? Dragged kicking and screaming to relaxing?" Sam snorted at the thought. "Hardly. He's the one usually dragging my nose out of research in order to loosen up."

Hey, he could admit that. Really.

Then Bobby perked up. "Oh no," Sam muttered, just in time for Bobby's scramble off of his and Tom's laps. Which would have been fine, except for one stray paw that made Sam's eyes cross. He folded over, biting down on a whimper. That just wasn't manly, after all.

But DAMN, that hurt.

"That sounds like fun. I haven't been to an actual movie in forever." It was nice, to just be able to spend time with the people he cared about. He glanced up at the sound off footsteps, oofing when Bobby used him again as leverage to launch off the couch. Though judging by Sam's reaction, he got the better end of the deal. "Bobby, why?" He almost sounded like a teenager, whining after the dog.

"Welcome home, Dean. We were just talking about you. You ok, Sam?"

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