open } { mistletoe meme

[iluvroadrunner6]

1. Pick one of your characters.
2. Pick one of my characters (or have me surprise you).
3. There's mistletoe! It can be magical or traditional, but ideally the thread will end in Christmas smooches.
4. Profit.

Comments

giving you a few

[cholesterol]

[braveandstupid]

[Some things in the bunker probably shouldn't be poked at. Elena learns that very quickly when she's looking through some of the boxes in the library and one of them happens to slip open. Some green leaves tied with a red ribbon come flying out, hovering in mid-air like a fly before zipping up to the rafters out of view.

She squints at it, confused, but as she starts to step forward to try and find a ladder or something similar, she finds that she can't move. She's frozen in place, and she's not entirely sure why.

Then she squints up at the leaves, now that it's staying still.]

Is that mistletoe?

[cholesterol]

( Dean spends some days going through boxes with her, but others, he's out, going on supply runs, cleaning Baby, or on a hunt. Lucky for Elena, he and Sam have stayed put for the holidays, having extended an invitation to Elena's extended family should she want it. They're still in the talking stage when it comes to what they all want to do.

She's lucky she promised to go for an afternoon run with him, or he may have holed up in the Deancave.

Having just changed out of his signature flannel, Dean in a t-shirt appears in the doorway of one of the storage rooms. )

You know, running was your idea. Elena? ( He steps into the room, but not further yet. His eyes travel upward. ) What are you looking at?

( That brings him further into the room, coming to her side without thinking. )

[braveandstupid]

[That's fine, she doesn't mind him close. She points up once he's in range.]

I was going through some of the boxes and mistletoe flew out of it.

[Which is weird but maybe the Men of Letters have magical Christmas decorations.]

[cholesterol]

Like, flew?

( He frowns, trying to push through the uneasiness of a Men of Letters artifact. )

Last two times we messed with the Men of Letters archives we unleashed a way-overprotective wood nymph and Elphaba.

[braveandstupid]

[She makes a face at that.]

First of all, I want to hear those stories later. Second, yeah flew. But it doesn't seem to be doing anything now. Give me a boost and maybe I can pull it down?

[cholesterol]

You want to touch it?

( The magical, flying mistletoe. )

[braveandstupid]

[She shrugs.]

Would you rather leave it up for just anyone to stumble into?

[cholesterol]

Says the girl who just stumbled into it. Onto it. Under it. You know what I mean.

( He purses his lips, cheeks puffing. )

Maybe I can get one of the grabbers.

( For when Sam is out and Dean isn't the tallest. It was Jack's idea, it was a smart one.

Dean decides his course of action but realizes after taking a step he can't go any further, like he's stuck inside this radius. He turns back to Elena, side steps, and gets the same result to his right. )

Think you unleashed enchanted mistletoe.

[braveandstupid]

The flying part didn't give that away?

[Because she would think that's a pretty key. But she's mostly teasing.]

How do you think it works?

[cholesterol]

( So he's state-the-obvious guy. There are different things this mistletoe could have been. A trap was not on his Bingo card. And a trap is always on his Bingo card. )

Dunno, traps can be tripped. And escaped. Question's how.

[braveandstupid]

[She nods, before looking back up at it, studying the situation.]

It is mistletoe. Do you think it's that easy?

[cholesterol]

That -

( Is she getting what he thinks she's getting at? He looks up and back down again. )

It's a kissing trap? ( He almost calls her out, this is not where her mind should be (yes, his mind lives there all the time, this is his mind, not hers), but the more he thinks about it, the more it makes sense. ) So, logic would follow if we kissed, we're let out. Romantic trap.

[braveandstupid]

[It's mistletoe, Dean. Most people's minds would go to kissing.]

That's the logic I would follow, yes. Though I think the level of romance would depend on who you're stuck with.

[cholesterol]

So, it's an indiscriminate kissing trap.

( Meant to baffle someone long enough to get away? He figures. )

Guess it'd give you the time to get away if you sprung this on someone. So. We kiss.

[braveandstupid]

[She laughs as she winds her arms around his neck.]

You don't have to sound so disappointed about it.

[He does like kissing her, last she checked. She takes another step closer and flashes him a smile.]

Yes, we kiss.

[cholesterol]

Hey, you know firsthand I'm basically a teenager when it comes to that.

( Hours spent kissing is sometimes more pleasurable than the whole act and a lot less tiring at his age. )

But, I don't like it when it's being dictated to me.

( He softens then, as does his expression. Her smile tends to melt even his most ornery of moods and he settles against her naturally. It's been a long time since it's felt this natural with anyone. A real damn long time. And he lets that sink into the kiss he shares, giving in to the mistletoe's demands. A few seconds pass as he lets himself get into it and he can hear the mistletoe flop to the ground. )

[braveandstupid]

[Elena doesn't either, but as far as traps go, this is a fairly harmless one and partially her fault. She lets the kiss linger a little longer after the mistletoe falls, simply because she does enjoy kissing him, before pulling back with a sigh.]

Easiest supernatural problem I've ever solved.