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Dean makes good on a bet - Lip Sync Hell

With the help of River and copious amounts of alcohol, Dean had finally finished learning the stupid song and moves. It was put off as long as he could, but Dean would never go back on a bet. Especially one won doing beer pong. It didn't mean he wouldn't get his revenge. He would, but for now, Dean was a single lady and you better put a ring on it.

The most traveled place was the spot by the cafe in the lobby. Most people would see you there either coming and going from the inn or to the bar or pool. Of course Clarice picked that spot.

He set up the music and hoped that for once, everyone was outside enjoying the day. Dean was dressed in the 'gift' from Clarice but he was not wearing the pumps, he didn't care and he had borrowed a wig. If he was going to do it, he would do it right.

The beginning of the song began to play and Dean got to the empty area 'stage'.

[Note: This is what Dean looks like doing it (Justin) - http://dai.ly/x3hf372 ]

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"The god of Thunder even." Clarice smirked. Yeah, she hadn't believed it at first either.

"I bet he'd know how to do a viking funeral."

God of Thunder? Dean had to think about it. He didn't know mythology like Sam did but there was something familiar about it. Oh HELL NO.

"God of Thunder? Thor? As in brother to Loki?"

"Yeah." Clarice caught the immediate change in him. "What got your panties in a bunch about that? He's not so bad." She meant Thor, she didn't know Loki.

"Bad Loki memories." Dean said. He assumed Thor was like him. Not that Loki hadn't saved his ass, it was just a sore point with him.

"What's Thor like?"

"Like a puppy or a Golden Retriever. Same thing." Clarice said. "He definitely wouldn't give you bad memories."

That actually reminded him of Garth. Okay, very much not Lokilike. He would still keep an eye on him.

"A puppy, huh? I bet he'd appreciate that." There was a bit of a sarcastic tint to his words.

"I think he would probably see it as a compliment." Clarice snickered. "I'd go with Golden Retriever more than puppy."

"Definitely like someone I know then." Dean drank more of his beer. "So how'd you meet Thor?"

"We portaled into each other." She said with a laugh. "That's the first time that's happened to me. I entered the pool area through a portal and so did he."

"Thor can make a portal? Huh." Dean tried to remember mythology but he hadn't really cared that much about it. "I thought he did like weather shit." At least he wasn't an angel like Gabriel/Loki.

"Yep, god of Thunder. Though this one is from another planet, so I'm going with not really the god of Thunder like we know the myth." Or maybe it was based on his and Asgardians. Who knew.

"Alien Thor?" Dean was trying to picture someone like Gabriel and an alien. He was pretty sure he'd rather face Lucifer.

"Well that's new. I'm gonna guess definitely not the Thor of legend then." Dean smirked, "alien, puppy Thor. Nice visual."

Clarice snickered, "he's nice, jackass." It was said without heat, because it did have a funny visual. "And maybe the legend is based on the alien. Sort of which came first."

"Alien or legend?" Dean shook his head, "that's not something I would have wrapped my head around before here. Hell there's a lot of things I wouldn't have wrapped my head around before here."

"Like a green eyed Asian chick with pointed ears and can open portals?" Clarice smirked. "But yeah, I know what you mean. I had a pretty wide this is weird shit in my life, but even with that a pink hotel drinking beer with the god of Thunder probably wouldn't have even made a list."

"Yeah, like that." Dean teased her, "but hey seeing your mom that died when you were four is probably just as mind blowing as drinking buddies with alien puppy Thor."

That had Clarice choking on her beer. "What the hell? Are you saying your mom died when you were a kid and she's here now?"

That was seriously screwed up.

Dean raised his glass in an acknowledgement, "yep. I am beyond happy that she's here, but sometimes it's hard to wrap my head around it. Even more for Sam, he was just a baby."

"Damn." Clarice whistled softly. "You're handling seeing your past better than I would." Especially if she'd come face to face with some of the consequences of her decisions.

"Trust me. this is good past. If I had to face by bad past, I wouldn't be taking it as well." Dean admitted, "the inn would probably have to repair itself a hell of a lot more than it does now."

"I hear you." Clarice raised her drink in a toast, then emptied it. "I should let you recoup in peace." She pushed back from where she was sitting. "But I just wanted to say that you were a good sport."

Clarice leaned down and grinned, "but no way in hell am I going to lose to do that sixties shit."

"Yeah, yeah. You keep telling yourself that." Dean chuckled before turning back to his drink.

[ooc: And fade!]

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