The Files of the Big Damn Principal

Dawn was standing on the front porch with a notebook and a couple of sharpened pencils. And a pen. Maybe a highlighter or two.

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And Meg was standing next to Dawn. She didn't have a notebook but she did have a pen in her pocket just in case she had to write any notes on her hand.

"I get to copy your notes, right?" Meg asked with a grin.

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"Of course!" Dawn figured she and Meg were in this together. "Ready?"

She knocked on the door.

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Making sure that Grace was still occupied, Zoe went to open the door, and looked surprised to see the girls. "Hi there," she said. "If you're looking for Dean and Sam, they're not here."

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"Actually, we aren't looking for them," Meg said, smiling brightly. "We're here to see you. If you aren't too busy, that is."

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"Oh. No, I'm not busy," Zoe said, taking a step back to open the door further. "Come on in."

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"Thanks," she said, stepping over the threshold and wondering immediately if she needed to warn Sam to warn his dad to warn Principal Washburn about inviting people in like that. "We're really not bothering you?"

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"It's either talk to you, or watch the same video five more times to keep Grace busy," Zoe said. "What can I do for you?"

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"We need your help. Well, not help, more like we need your advice," Meg said. She looked over at Dawn for a second. "Winchester advice."

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"We figure you're kinda the guru on the Winchesters, since you're marrying Professor Winchester," Dawn blurted, before she could think better of it, "and we're kind of having a problem, so we thought maybe you would have an answer, or ideas, or advice, or something."

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It was times like this that Zoe's skills at keeping a straight face came in handy. "I suppose I have learned to understand some of the Winchester quirks," she admitted. "What's the problem?"

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"Prom's on Friday and, well, the guys don't dance," Meg said. "Like, ever."

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"We want to know how to make it happen," Dawn added.

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"Oh girls," Zoe said, starting to smile openly now. "That's not a Winchester problem, that's a universal problem with men. They just don't like to dance. Of course, that doesn't mean you can't convince them."

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"Most guys aren't as stubborn as Sam and Dean are," Meg pointed out.

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"Most mules aren't as stubborn as Sam and Dean are," Dawn muttered, "but we thought maybe you'd have, like magic words or something that can make it happen? Because Sam's just--ugh. I don't want to dance with anyone but him at the senior prom. I mean, it's the Senior Prom."

She wanted to make sure that Zoe understood the full extent of the problem.

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"Does he know that?" Zoe asked. "With these guys, it's not about what you say, it's about how you say it. They're big, strong men who pride themselves on being big, strong men. If you want anything out of them, you have to be strong too."

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"Right. Be strong about making them dance with us," Meg said, nodding. So using tears was out of the question.

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"But what if we've already done that?" Dawn asked, frowning.

"I think I even told Sam it was--well, nevermind what I told Sam it was," she said, blushing, "but there's music and being close to each other, and it only has to be swaying! It's not like we're asking them to put on a skirt and go do the tango or anything!"

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Zoe laughed. "Even without the skirt, guys don't think dancing is manly. So, you have to make them stop thinking long enough to get them onto the floor." She was trying not to think about what kind of advice she was giving to students, really. "All three of them like it when their women are strong and forceful. If they didn't, they wouldn't be with us."

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Meg opened her mouth to ask how she would get Dean to stop thinking but then an idea came to mind and she started to blush. Mind out of the gutter, Manning.

"So we gotta make them do it without, you know, physically shoving them onto the dance floor," Meg said. Okay, maybe she would shove Dean out on the dance floor if he didn't cooperate.

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"So, really, the key is just to be sneaky?" Dawn asked, just to be sure. She thought she could do that, but she wasn't positive. Sam was really stubborn.

On the other hand, he was pretty distractable. "Does Professor Winchester dance, or is this genetic?"

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"If you need to shove them out onto the floor, that's an option too. But being a little sneaky tends to have better results," Zoe said. "And no, he doesn't dance. That won't last for very much longer with me though."

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"He has to dance at the wedding. So do Sam and Dean for that matter," Meg said. She shook her head. "They've got so much dancing in their near future. You'd think they'd accept the fact that they've gotta do it."

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"And they will, if they're exposed to dancing often enough in situations where no one laughs at them for it. At least, that's my theory."

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"So we have your permission to death glare at anyone who looks like they might be getting ready to laugh at them?"

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