John popped a slice of bread into the toaster, putting it on a light setting. Just enough to get it crispy on the outside. By the time that was done, the eggs were, too, and he put those on the plate with the bacon. Separately, he took a small cutting knife and took a small rectangle off one corner and split it into two squares. These he pressed thin with the flat of his knife, to make them easier for Sam and Dean to handle.
@borrowedtimeandspace – It will definitely be a surprise all around when the Chosen crew and Consulted crew meet face to face. The two Stans of those AUs are indeed different, and it’ll break Consulted Stan’s heart to see what became of his little counterpart. And I’m sure Chosen Sam and Dean will be enlightened to see how the real Stan (as in, a Stan that hasn’t been broken down the way Chosen Stan was) acts.
@nightmares06 – Sam and Dean are trying so hard in the Chosen verse to get Stan back on his feet. They’re just not quite sure what to do with this lost little borrower who needs friends and support. They’ll certainly be very curious to get to know a full-sized Stan who seems to be perfectly confident in the way his life’s gone.
As Sam was finishing with his hair, Dean packed the last of their supplies. He replaced the lid of the ceramic pot he’d found behind a dresser a few months back, covering up the dry food supplies they’d gathered to keep it fresh, and keep any bugs away from it. They would return here again, and if the food was still good, they would use it for meals. If not, they’d take it and dispose of it. It was best to avoid wasting what they took from the human side of the household.
With their place packed up and cleaned, they left it behind once more.
Before Dean lost his resolve, he stuck his hand out like he’d been shown as a kid to offer the dog his scent, his fingers stretched out as far as they could go in an attempt to make his hand as big as possible. He didn’t know if it was going to make a difference considering his entire body was smaller than a normal person’s hand, but maybe she’d understand and recognize the gesture and consider him like any other human, instead of a treat or toy.
“H-hey girl,” Dean stuttered out. “We’re all friends here, right?”
For a moment while Dean talked, Nate nearly froze halfway through his descent down the stairs. This was the most Dean had spoken around him, only a few sentences but enough for Nathan to notice something important.
To prepare himself for the trip down the stairs, Dean again found his hands going to Nate’s shirt and holding on tight, almost tempted to hide his face to avoid seeing the heights this time.
Before heading back down, Nate nodded at Stan. “Why don’t you go get Juno. They should at least meet each other,” he suggested.
Not wanting to overwhelm Dean, Nate decided to skip over a few of the more intense details of the house. The hidden armory, the panic room basement, the hidden room designed to trap potential intruders. There was no need to freak Dean out any more when Stan had already done a fine enough job of that on his own.
Brothers Apart 