Infinite Consortium - Tuesday

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Sugar snow? Sure. Tiny ponies with sweaters? Okay. Dean could deal with that. Random fireplace showing up in his bedroom? Okay. That was weird but after being on the island for months it was all relatively harmless. Dean chalked it up to the usual weirdness and went about his day.

However when Dean walked into the Infinite Consortium to find that there was not only a fireplace but that the suit of armor and killer chair were all cozied up together in front of it and sharing a blanket...

Dean paused, stared for a long moment, and then muttered under his breath, "Alright, fine, y'all win. I'm officially not questioning anything anymore."

And with a roll of his eyes, he headed toward the counter, grumbling about needing coffee.

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"Is the chair you're scared of cuddling over there?" Jane had to ask as she took in the scene of the shop.

And just rude to point out Dean's issue with said chair. Rude.

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"For the record? Not scared of the chair," Dean began. "But yes. It is cuddling. I'm not getting involved."

It was honestly the quietest it's been since he started working here.

"And I also apparently have one in my house now. Just appeared there. No explanation so I'm rolling with island weirdness and letting it happen."

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"There's one in my apartment too," Jane added. "So yes. Three points of data point to... the island being weird."

Very scientific of them.

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Dean chuckled as he walked behind the counter to give Jane a kiss hello. "Should we take into account the horses with sweaters and the sugar snow?"

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Jane hummed into that kiss. "Well, it's certainly a pattern, she teased back.

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"You know. I think we need to take it upon ourselves to take advantage of these weird events," Dean with no hidden agenda at all as he slipped his arms around Jane's waist. Nope. No agenda. Not a single one.

"I mean I already missed having any interaction with ponies and sugar snow. It would be a shame if all these fireplaces weren't appreciated."

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"Oh, does this mean you're promising me dinner tonight?" she asked, leaning into him.

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"That can certainly be arranged," Dean said holding her close. "Your options are pancakes with eggs and bacon, cheeseburgers or take out."

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Jane laughed, humming as she considered her options there. "I mean, with options like that..."

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"Or I could try the turkey thing again," Dean said with a laugh.

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"To practice for Christmas?" she suggested. "People do turkey for Christmas, right?"

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"Well, my traditional Christmas meal is usually a burrito from a 24/7 gas station," Dean admitted. "So you're asking the wrong guy with that question."

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"Okay, no gas station burritos for you this year," Jane replied. "Maybe you could come to New Asgard and we can do Yule or something. Mostly they set things on fire and drink a lot."

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Dean pretended to mull that over. "Not going to lie. Setting things on fire and drinking are two of my favorite things."

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"And meat. A lot of meat. A concerning amount of meat."

How did they not die from the lack of vegetables, honestly?

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"Okay, I'm actually ready to skip the fire and go there now," Dean joked.

Just wait until he finds Infinity Conez!

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It was a good theme, okay! It was good!

"It's a date then," Jane agreed, leaning in for another kiss before she was suddenly much smaller than before. And fluffier. Which was an issue.

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Dean had been all set for a kiss but instead got a cat hair in his mouth.

"Jane?"

After sputtering for a second he looked at the cat in his hands with the realization of what had happened.

"Huh. Okay," he said adjusting her in his arms and now stroking her head. "Well. Dinner plans have changed but somehow I think we can still arrange time in front of the fire."

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Jane gave a plaintive little meow before it melted into a purr at the petting. She was a simple cat, okay?

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"Okay, that's just adorable," Dean chuckled. "Well, I guess it's my turn to take care of you for a change."

And with Jane in one arm and his phone in the other he started ordering cat supplies for at least a week.

And sushi grade tuna.