16 Unicorn Street, Sunday Afternoon

[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe was working quietly on the couch, glancing over occasionally to keep an eye on Grace. She had something playing on the television, some inane video that was sure to drive her crazy before Grace ever tired of it, but it was keeping her quiet and entertained, and for the moment that's what counted.

[For two certain young ladies.]

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[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"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."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"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."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

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

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Oh yes, permission granted. We're never going to be able to train them to be the kind of men we want them to be with setbacks like that," Zoe said.