fandomtownies | Come As You Were Dance, Community Center, Saturday Evening

Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

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"More and more as of late," Dean replied. "Mostly mistaking me for Priestly before."

"Ah, Priestly. I knew him, but not as well as I knew the original Dean. We were students together way back when. He helped me out a few times."

Isabel held out her hand, "Isabel Evans-Halliwell. It's nice to meet you Dean."

"You too, Isabel," he replied, smiling as he took her hand. "Good to know you have the taste to be friends with me. Other me."

That line proved they weren't all that different. "I have excellent taste," she grinned. "So were you a student here after I left? Or a teacher?"

Dean was still Dean no matter what, it was true. "Teacher, actually. Found my kid brother even younger than normal. Trust me, that was weird."

Isabel had to laugh. "This morning I had coffee with my sister-in-law. Except she's ten years younger then she's supposed to be and right now the me she knows still can't stand her. I get weird."

"Did you keep up the family tradition and teach Hunting?"

"I did. What else was I gonna teach?" How To Come Back From The Dead. "We could start a club for this place screwing up the timeline."

"We'd need a pretty big meeting place," she observed. God only knows most of the island would be members. "I took your dad's class back then. There's a large box of salt in our pantry. Just in case."

"Always good to have. Maybe add in some lighter fluid."

Ahh, fire. It helped everything.

"I'll keep that in mind, although fire starter's never been an issue before." Isabel held up her hands and wiggled her fingers. "Being part alien means I've got some skills."

"...that's a new one." Aww, he was a precious newbie still.

"You really haven't been here long have you?" You sweet summer child.

"Nah, I had things to take care of back home." Like Sam without a soul. Oh god, that season was awful. Just awful.

"Well aliens are a thing. So are witches, demons who are secretly marshmallows on the inside, mutants...You name it, they've probably passed through the island at some point," Isabel said with a what are you going to do? shrug.

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