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REQUEST → @superblysubpar, A VERY MERRY MIXTAPE ❝ i’m thinking a little rich!steve harrington, a little spicy somethin, somethin and a holiday play – spicy is right, steve takes you to see the nutcracker, but you don’t even make it to the first act • 18+ | ( 3.1k – smut with a dash of fluff, rich!steve x reader )

G O L D & G L I T T E R 🎶 the nutcracker suite, tchaikovsky

“Good evening, Mister Harrington. Miss. May I take your jackets?”

“Thank you, Charles. Did you order the MacCallan Anniversary malt?”

“Of course, sir. It is available neat here from your decanter or we can dress up however you like. Miss, your jacket?”

Squeezing your eyes shut, you opened them again expecting the finery before you to disappear into thin air like a dream, but it didn’t.

“Oh ye-yeah. I mean-yes. Yes, thank you,” you stumbled over your words as the waitstaff took your coat and disappeared behind the curtain. God, you were working overtime to maintain the same level of calm and collected sophistication that seemed to come so easily to your date.

Steve Harrington. Son of John Harrington and heir to the Harrington fortune. One with a foundation built by generations of brokers and wealth managers. Carried on throughout the years to be passed down to the eldest or, in Steve’s case, the only son.

You’d been together for over a year now, but you still weren’t used to it. This lifestyle.

Going anywhere with him meant multiple planned routes in and out of your destinations. Private cars with dark tinted, bullet-proof windows. Black American Express cards, Gucci loafers, and champagne flown direct from the Garonne Valley in Bordeaux, France.

And of course, at Christmastime, a viewing of George Balanchine's The Nutcracker from a private balcony, performed by only the finest troupe at the New York City Ballet.

You’d been to the theatre, the opera, but never like this. A suite all to yourselves, up and away from prying eyes, and upon each seat rested a pair of exquisitely golden opera binoculars for your viewing pleasure. It felt otherworldly. Lush and dark, gilded and polished. Long, red, crushed velvet curtains draped heavy to the floor and on a small table thick, crystalline tumblers sat next to a matching decanter full of only the finest single malt whiskey.

Lifting a hand, you ghosted an immaculately manicured finger around the rim of one of the glasses.

“Is it up to your standards, honey?”

The low, warmth of Steve’s voice broke your trance and pulled your gaze quick to look up at him.

“What?” you wondered aloud, still surprised at how he could ask such questions, “My standards? God. It’s beautiful.”

“Good. M’glad you like it.”

A smile tugged up at the corner of his mouth as he watched you walk to lean out over the balcony and look down at the sea of seats below. You were wearing the emerald green dress he’d bought you especially for the occasion. Made of the finest silk and fitted tight against every curve and dip of your body. Your hair swept long over one shoulder, soft skin exposed through the keyhole cut into the back. You were exquisite.

And you were all his.

Tucking a hand into the pocket of his slacks he reluctantly looked away from you and took up the decanter to pour a measure of whiskey for himself. MacCallan, single malt, from 1928 and around three-hundred thousand dollars a bottle. Lifting the tumbler he inhaled deeply and let his eyes drift shut. Worth every single penny.

“Charles,” his voice notched up in volume and the man from earlier appeared through the thick, velvet curtains.

“Sir?”

“A bottle of Dom and a chilled glass,” Steve took a drink from his whiskey and let it sit on a his tongue for a moment before swallowing it down. “Oh, and my cigar case.”

“Sir, you know smoking isn’t permitted–”

Steve hummed, a low thrum in his throat, and stepped forward toward the other man.

“How much do I pay for these seats, Charles? How much does my family pay for these seats? Since the theatre opened in 1964…I’ll let you do the math,” he took another sip of whiskey and lifted a hand to smooth down the other man’s cravat, “My cigar case.”

“Yes. Of course, Mister Harrington,” the man replied quietly, eyes glued to the cheap, shiny black plastic of his dress shoes.

Steve put on a smile, the one he gave to clients when he knew he’d closed an account, and gripped the man’s shoulder, “Good man.”

And without another word Charles was off again through the curtain.

There was no denying it, Steve’s presence always held weight. Held power. No one could tell him no. Stood in boardrooms dressed to the nines. Gold heirloom cufflinks, custom tailored jackets and Tucci de Lusso oxfords included, but this version of him was different. Somehow more and you didn’t know how it was possible.

Brunette locks perfectly coiffed. Custom black Armani suit fitted tight across his chest and shoulders. Gold signet ring with his initials engraved upon it shining up from his index finger, and damn if his ass didn’t look incredible in those slacks.

You clicked your tongue at him and fixed him with a look, closing the gap between the two of you.

“Babe, he’s just trying to enforce the house rules,” smoothing a hand up his chest, you pretended to adjust his tie as an excuse to touch him.

“Honey, you and I both know who makes the rules around here,” he drawled, his tone making you weak in the knees, and he set his glass down in favor of taking hold of your waist. His hand wide and warm on the small of your back as he ran it down the curve of your ass and squeezed, pulling a gasp from your lips.

“Steve,” you chided, no heat behind it, and he dipped down to press a kiss to your neck.

“This really is your color,” he whispered in your ear and your eyes fluttered at the sound. Pressed your thighs together as he traced a finger across your exposed collarbone. Warmth blooming in your core as he followed the hem that chased along the edge of your shoulder.

“You’ve got good taste,” you whispered back, swallowing the moan that had crept up your throat and he grinned.

“I do, don’t I.”

“Sir, your cigar cas–oh!”

Charles came back through the curtain to find the two of you pressed into each other, Steve’s nose buried in the crook of your neck. Your cheeks burned at being caught.

“My sincerest apologies, sir! I should’ve–”

“S’alright,” Steve chuckled, pulling away from you to casually take the case from the other man without missing a beat. He reached into his money clip and slipped a hundred dollar bill into Charles’ hand, “Now. That will be all. If I need anything, I’ll ring you.” The finality of his words hung in the air.

“Yes, sir. Of course, sir. Excuse me,” and with that Charles disappeared again for what you were certain, after all that, would be the last time.

“Shit,” you breathed, cheeks still bright red as you bit back a laugh.

Steve was laughing too, but no where near embarrassed, and he grabbed your hand to pull you close to his chest again as the theatre lights flickered and slowly dimmed.

“Mmm, damn. Showtime,” he murmured softly into your hair.

You felt your stomach drop at the thought of having to sit so still, and so far from Steve for three hours, but then another thought came to you. One that made your cheeks flush again and you pressed your face into his lapel, breathing in the citrusy, cedar scent of his cologne.

Pulling away just enough to meet his gaze the expression you maintained was innocent, but the look in your eye wasn’t. It was dark and needy. Warm and flickering at the feeling of his hands on your waist.

“We could freshen up first,” you suggested quietly and as Steve put your words together his pupils blew wide. Pools of black edged in gold and he squeezed at the plush of your hip.

“Uh-huh,” came out strangled and it was all he could manage. Unable to focus on anything other than rucking that silk dress up around your thighs, and without hesitation he grabbed your hand and pulled you through the thick, velvet curtains.

The corridor was empty, Charles hiding wherever he’d rushed off to, and everyone else was in their seats to catch the opening act as Steve led you the short distance down the hall.

Luckily for you, the neighboring balcony’s ticket holders had filed for bankruptcy earlier in the year and now the restrooms on this wing were exclusively Steve’s. Doors crafted from thick oak and etched with breathtaking carvings of Swan Lake and Slyphide, they were heavy enough to drown out anything happening on the other side.

Thank god.

Ignoring the men’s and women’s signs, Steve chose the closest door and shouldered into it, bicep straining against the tight fabric of his shirt as he held muscled it open. It was a hurried mess, both of you tripping into the room on the train of your dress in a fit of giggles as Steve huffed a laugh and cursed under his breath.

“Baby.”

Heels clicking on the white granite tile floor, you regained your footing and finally took in all the exquisite details of the ornate room. Wide marble slabs. Bottles of lotion and perfume that cost more than your mortage. Gold fixtures shining in the low light falling from crystal chandeliers that refracted bright shards of color against the walls.

You would have appreciated the incredible beauty of it all, but Steve. You couldn’t have cared less and neither could he.

He spun you around to face him and hooked his arms behind the backs of your legs. Scooped you up off the ground and pulled a squeal from you as you held on tight around his neck to steady yourself.

Squeezing his hold on you, he freed an arm and swept it across the counter. Knocked the soap dish clattering into the sink basin and paid absolutely no attention to the lush basket of designer hand towels that fell to the floor as he lifted you with ease onto the marble surface.

“Steve,” you protested weakly and when he notched himself between your legs you felt yourself melt under him.

His hands were everywhere. Your waist, the small of your back, fingers pressing into your cheek and pushing your hair over your shoulder to drag messy, open-mouthed kisses against the skin there. It pulled a moan from your lips and at the sound he groaned into you.

“Christ, babe. I’ve wanted to get my hands on you since you climbed into the limo. Pretty as a fuckin’ picture in this thing. So damn hot. All for me, huh?”

“S’always for you,” you half-laughed, but it caught in your throat as he slipped a hand between your thighs, “God, Steve.”

“This for me too, honey?”

He gathered a handful of emerald green silk in one hand and pooled it at your waist as the cool air of the room sent a shiver up your spine. Then he caught sight of the black lace panties hugging tight against you and sucked in a breath. Bit down on his bottom lip and looked like he might cry.

“You’re gonna kill me with these. Are you kiddin’ me? Baby. Look at this,” he babbled, just standing there not touching you and you grabbed hold of his wrist and tugged him back into you.

“Talk too much,” you murmured against his ear, running a hand through the hair at the nape of his neck and dragging your nails against his skin, “It’s all yours…Mister Harrington.”

And fuck if the dress and panties weren’t enough, the sound of your voice wrapped around his name did him in.

“Damn right it is.”

He growled as you tugged on his hair, slipped his hand back between your legs and tugged the thin fabric of your panties aside. The way he had been kissing and talking at you out on the balcony had been plenty to send you pressing your thighs together, but the way he was handling you in here had you soaked.

His fingers slipped in your slick as he felt just how wet you were and he smirked against your skin as he dragged his lips up to your jawline. Tutting softly he slowly circled your clit, his other hand moving to wrap gently around the column of your throat.

“Bet you want me to talk now, huh honey? You want that? Talk dirty to you?” his voice was barely above a whisper as his fingers slid down to press against your entrance.

You swallowed against the hand he had on your throat, your lips dropping open into a perfect little ‘o’ as you squirmed against the counter, impatient for him.

“Uh-huh,” you breathed and he smirked at how he had you wrapped around his finger, literally as he slid one into you.

“That’s my girl. I know what you like, don’t I? Give you everything you need. Take care of you, hm?” he babbled, kissing and sucking at the hollow behind your ear as he began to slide his finger in and out, in and out. A slow drag at first before adding a second finger and pulling a moan from your lips.

“Good care of me,” fell out mindlessly as he gently tightened the hand on your throat making your heartbeat thud in your ears.

“This isn’t enough though, is it? Not enough. Want me to fill you up, don’t you honey?” he whispered and you nodded, your throat too tight to speak, and god you wanted him to make you see stars.

He pulled his hand from between your legs to undo the button on his pants and tears pricked at the corners of your eyes at the loss of his touch.

“Shh, I got you, baby,” he coaxed, pulling down his zipper and reaching in to free his rock hard cock.

It sprang out of his pants without any encouragement and he wrapped a hand around it. Rubbed it against your slit as it practically cried in anticipation and as he slowly pushed himself into you it made you sucked in a rasp of a breath.

“Steve,” you begged and he moved his hand to grip your thigh.

“I know, baby.”

An inch more and he was into you up to the hilt. Filling you so much that you could feel the tip pressing against the spot only he could reach. Easing out he groaned as you clenched down on him before pushing back in and he set the pace there. A slow drag. In, out. In, out.

The wet sounds coming from you as he fucked you slowly were obscene. Made louder by the empty room, but you didn’t care. You wanted more.

“Harder,” you pleaded. He wanted it too and as he looked down at the sight of his cock sliding into your cunt he nearly lost it.

Letting go of your throat he grabbed onto your other thigh for purchase and pulled you to the very edge of the counter. Picked up the pace and started fucking you faster, the slap, slap, slap of his thighs against yours filling the air.

“Fuck, sweetheart. Feel so good. You like that? Huh? Want more?”

“More–shit. Yes, god. More, Steve.”

Your knuckles were white with how hard you were gripping the counter, moans falling freely from your lips now as Steve pushed you both closer and closer to climax. You could feel the coil tightening in your stomach as he squeezed into the plush of your thighs and your hand flew up to grab at the back of his neck.

“Gonna–ugh–come, baby. Come with me, baby,” he said through gritted teeth, jaw ticking when he clenched down, and as he rocked his hips back into you, you both came.

Your orgasm wrapped around you tight. White hot. Electric. Every inch of you buzzing and sparking like fireworks on the fourth of July and you cried out as his thrusts fell out of sync, jerky and messy as he came down.

A soft thud echoed against the tile as your head fell back against the mirror behind you, beads of sweat holding your hair messy across your forehead. Steve leaned into you, rested his head on your chest, and slowly your breaths evened out.

Your lips twitched with a smile, your hand lifting to cover your mouth as you held back a laugh, and Steve seemed to have the same thought as he chuckled against your dress.

“Someone heard us. For sure,” you finally said, voice crackly from breathing so hard.

“And? Who gives a shit. Maybe we just gave them a good idea,” Steve grinned, looking up at you from where he rested his chin on your belly.

You swatted at him, gasping as he pulled out of you to avoid getting hit.

Bending down, Steve grabbed a couple of the hand towels from where they’d landed on the tile and ran warm water on them. Quickly cleaned himself up and then took his time with you. Paid close attention to where he’d held onto your throat. Where his fingertips pressed into your thighs. Dabbed softly across your forehead and spent extra time on the mess between your legs.

You touched up your makeup and perfume, adjusted Steve's tie and hair, and when you both finally emerged from the bathroom the piece the orchestra was playing reached a crescendo and the theatre filled with applause.

It couldn’t be the end of the first act?

Steve walked you easy back to the balcony and held the heavy velvet curtain open for you. Your gilded opera binoculars were still sitting perfectly upon your seat where you’d left them and the bottle of chilled Dom Perignon was on ice along with a champagne flute – you hated whiskey.

You both sank into your seats as the orchestra began to play again and you recognized the piece and shot Steve a look.

“The party scene just started,” you whispered, “We’re not even out of the first part of act one.”

“Christ,” he groaned, grinning into his hands as he rubbed them across his face. Then, glancing over at you he grabbed his cigar box, “We can always make up for it next year. Right?”

Your eyes grew wide.

“Skip the Nutcracker?” you asked incredulously and he quirked a brow at you.

“Yeah. Skip it and we’ll go catch part two of the bathroom scene at mine,” he said giving you a wicked grin and you feigned shock, your own grin threatening to shatter your facade.

“Mister Harrington, what would your mother say?”

And the look he gave you then was the absolute definition of smug.

“My Stevie boy always gets what he wants.”

And damn if she wasn’t right about that.

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or-something-better · 1 year

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June 20, 2022

(Night at the bar playing air hockey)

Charlie

sitting out spirits and coolers full of beer bar is open!!

Sam

Hey guys

Ruby

Goes to the bar and sees what's available.

Dean

walks in going to the bar seeing the cooler grabbing a beer and joining Sam, hey Sammy!

Sam

goes behind the bar It's open bar tonight, what anybody havin?

Ruby

Hey Sammy. I'll have a MacCallan 25

Sam

Ohhhh starting with the straight shots...I like your style pours it? Hey, I see you found the beer

Ruby

Some days just call for it.

Sam: (Plays Love In An Elevator) Have got to start things off...

Ruby

After all we went through in New Orleans, we've earned it.

Sam

Yes, they do

Dean

Yep could use my usual to bro if you will

Sam

grins and pours thought you weren't going to ask slides it over

Dean

Me? Not want whiskey? What?!? On what planet?

Sam

calls out Rose, you want something?

BelleRose

No I'm ok thanks Sam.

Dean

You better not stay behind that bar we need an air hockey match bro

Sam

Fills myself a glass of beer on tap, chuckles You just want to beat the tar out of me right out of the gate

Rub

Goes to the jukebox. Finds the one I want (plays Witchy Woman)

Dean

Bro it’s been a bit come on

Sam: (Plays We Can Work It Out) leaves the bar Okay, come on... but winner has to play Ruby chuckles Turns on the machine and finds to protectors. Hands to puke to Dean let's do this

Dean

Um dude! Puke in the bathroom not here!

Sam

🤦‍♂️

Dean

takes the PUCK walking to my end of the table and hit the puck with the paddle as it sinks in the hole that’s one bitch! smiling and winking

Ruby

(plays Fancy Like)

Sam

Jerk, I wasn't even ready yet!

Dean

(Plays Brother by Jensen Ackles) Hahaha that's what happens always expect the unexpected bro

Sam

Takes a drink and sets my beer on a nearby table so I don't accidently knock it over

Dean

take a quick drink and get in ready position

Ruby

I walk over to Rose Sure you don't want anything?

Sam

retrieves the PUCK and sets it on the board You ready? shoots without waiting for an answer

Dean

block the puck returning it quickly

Sam

hits it back zig-zagging off the side and back to me to hit again

Dean

Alright bitch! watching the puck go up and back across the table

Ruby

Sitting back down at the table I sip my MacCallan

Sam

(Plays I’m No Angel) I always think of Gabe when I hear this one

Dean

Nice one Sammy!

Sam

Whips my hand to the left and sends the puck ricocheting off the side and into Dean's pocket He shoots, he scores!!

Dean

try to block and miss damnit! grabbing the puck putting it on the table and slams into into your pocket answering back slap shot and score!

Sam

Damn! Laughing now, I pick up my beer for a drink Cutthroat, dude...

Ruby

(Plays The Bitch is Back)

Dean

grab my beer and hold it up cheers Sammy! drink and get ready to block Rose! Get a drink and lighten up and have fun girl

BelleRose

No I'm ok thanks though

Dean

That’s what we are here for is to have fun

Sam

Stretches my arms and gets ready. Placing the puck in the center of the table I hit it hard off to the left and it flips up and shoots off the side of the table Shit! Sorry, sorry

Ruby

Walking over to Sam, I lean over and whisper in his ear "You want some fries?"

Dean

watches the puck go flying off the table and landing behind me I walk over and pick it up and bring it back to the table and hit it with another slap shot

Sam

What? Looks at her Yeah, that'd be great... Hey Dean what something to eat?

Dean

Sure any burgers tonight or just fries? smirks I swear yall gonna turn into a fry

Ruby

"I'll start Sammy's burger first so it will be ready when yours is. With fries" I head for the kitchen

Sam

I knew you were going to kill me with this.. but thought you'd make my death last a little bit longer Fishes the puck out again and send it back hoping to catch him off guard

Dean

Sounds good! We'll be here while I kick his ass at air hockey block sending it back and into the pocket

Ruby

Turning the flame up real high, I grab a cast iron skillet and set it on the fire. Getting everything for the burgers, I make Sam's patty and after checking the skillet with a flick of water, I hear the sizzle and smile. Just right. I flatten out Sam's burger and set it to burn.

Sam

Ah man! Spins around and slaps the end of the end of the table

Dean

Just a game Sammy just a game laughing watching you waiting for you to send it back

Sam

Okay okay... wait a sec... walks over to the juke box and selects a song I need some winning music...

Sam

(Plays REM Stand)

Ruby

Getting Dean's burger ready, I flip Sam's.

Sam

Gets the puck ready and send it straight down the middle and must have distracted him enough with the music choice to get it past him. Its drives straight in Yes!

Ruby

Flipping Dean's I get all the condiments ready

Dean

That’s what you call winning music? laughs as I miss the puck and you score lucky shot Sam walk over and play another song

Ruby

get the fries ready to go in the oil

Sam

I should have played you the theme song from Jaws.. you're like a shark.. I can even see the dead eyes Cracks myself up and I have to finish my beer before I'm ready for the next shot

Dean

(plays Eye of The Tiger) walk back now this is winning music grab the puck and slam it into the hole while your drinking your beer

Sam

Laughs harder There you go.. THAT fits you too

Dean

finish off my beer setting the bottle on a nearby table

Ruby

I pick up Sam's burger and tap it on the counter....has a nice solidness to it "Just right!" I put it on the plate with the bun. Get Dean's ready and pull the fries out of the fryer. Gathering it all together with the plates on both arms....I head out to the table

Sam

Looks back, just standing the with my empty beer in my hand Really? Really?

Ruby

"Burgers are up!"

Dean

It’s the eye of the tiger it’s the thrill of the fight rising up to the challenge of our rivals and the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night and he’s watching us with the eyyyyyyeee of the tiger! shrugs

BelleRose

reads a note from my mom and dad

Sam

Walks across and throws my arm around Dean's shoulder and give him a squeeze while I walk us towards the bar and food Come on tiger, food up

Ruby

I go back and get the two baskets of fries. Placing MY basket sans salt at my place, I set the other between their burgers. Taking the catsup out of my apron pocket, I sit down to enjoy.

Dean

What? Want a bother all ya gotta do is ask... takes your bottle and mine back to the bar throwing them away and grabbing us each another and I grab my whiskey off the bar downing it and refilling before returning handing you a beer walk with you back to the bar for our food

Sam

Looks closely at the burgers Wow, Ruby.. this looks perfect. Thank you Notices Rose isn't eating Hey Rose, don't want anything at all?

Dean

sit at the bar and grab my burger there’s no mistaking who’s is who’s cracking a smile as I then take a bite mmmmm so good Ruby!

BelleRose

looks at Sam no I'm ok thanks. I don't think the bar has anything I could have.

Dean

Um raw meat duh and you can actually drink you know

Sam

Shrugs and refills a glass for me from the tap

Dean

Bro I just handed you a bottle

Sam

Looks down I thought that was for you

BelleRose

If I eat anything I upchuck it back up.

Dean

Hm I’ve seen vamps eat still that’s interesting... Just sayin.

Sam

Chuckles Alex is the only upchucker around here Laughs harder thinking about it

Dean

bust up laughing as I almost choke on my burger

Charlie

(Plays Cooper Allen It wasn’t me)

BelleRose

Easy Dean

Ruby

Reaching over I pick up my MacCallan and take a sip

Sam

Get the ketchup on and takes a big bite of the burger. As I chew I can hear the crunch of the meat MMMMMMmmm this is just what I needed... (Plays Cupid Shuffel)

Dean

I’m good take another bit, get up and start dancing to the song

Sam

Glad to hear that because I'm not doing the 'maneuver'

BelleRose

And I dont want to hurt you doing the maneuver

Dean

Pffft your little ass couldn’t hurt me if you tried continuing dancing while eating my burger

Sam

Dude, I'm embarrassed for you

Dean

stop dancing long enough to drink my whiskey show me how its done then bro put your moves where your mouth is

Sam

Oh no no no no... not tricking me tonight

Dean

This is Sammy dancing mimics Sam finish my whiskey pouring another

Sam

Hey! You KNOW I was just playing around!!!

Dean

No excuses Sammy you wanna talk that big talk let’s see it big boy!

Sam

Has a mouth full of crunchy burger so can't reply, trying not to laugh and choke

Dean

Then there was that one time we did this doing the floss

Sam

That right there is some good stuff

Dean

(Plays 21 Pilots Stressed out) Lets get it Sammy like them good old days turning on the song

Sam

Dean, I live this song most days (plays Little Talks of Monsters and Men)

Dean

Nice one too Sammy Ooooh hey Sammy how about this! goes to the jukebox changing the song as it starts playing

Sam

Yeah, I love that one

Dean

(Plays Carry on Wayward Son) singing to it at the top of my lungs strumming my air guitar

Alex

Walk in smiles hey guys

Sam

The Guitar Man comes out... watch out Ruby, he's liable to hit you when he gets to really air strumming

Ruby

"Seems I have a lot of catching up to do when it comes to songs"

BelleRose

Hey Alex. walks up to the bar to order something

Sam

I will make that my personal mission... don't you worry

Dean

downing my whiskey and grabbing the bottle finishing it off continuing to air guitar after I down it. I slide across the floor

Ruby

Getting Sam a beer, I ask Rose..."Can I get you anything?"

Sam

Dean, Ruby's music folder is pretty empty.. what songs would you recommend she listen to? Waits for it... waits for it

BelleRose

What do you have on tap?

Dean

Anything before 79 anything after sucks

Ruby

"Sammy's drinking Cosmic Cowboy IPA I've also got Hamilton pale and of course Coors"

Alex

How you doing Smiles

Dean

And PBR for little ones like her its lighter

BelleRose

Good you?

Sam

79? THAT's your cut off point??

Alex

Doing good

Dean

Pretty much

BelleRose

I'll try a Hamilton pale

Sam

That leaves out Bon Jovi... Poison... Imagine Dragons... and on and on

Ruby

You got it! Draws her a tall one and slides it over

BelleRose

Rick Springfield and AC/DC

Dean

I have always said anything after 79 sucks ass

BelleRose

catches it and takes a sip thanks Ruby. That's good.

Dean

Even highway to hell was made in 79 not released til 80

Alex

Walk over to order hey ruby may I have a strawberry hard mike?

Dean

Bon Jovi started in 75 Sammy

Ruby

Coming up. Goes to the back and gets a couple of Strawberry Hard Mike's and give Alex one and puts the other in the small fridge below

Alex

Smiles thanks you

Sam

Really? They're that old.. HI Alex

BelleRose

goes to sit and people watch

Dean

Well he started playing that early

Sam

He started playing at 16 sneaking into clubs. But that doesn’t really count

Alex

Hey Sam Walk over to Sam and drink who winning?

Dean

13 in 75 goof first band when he was 16

Sam

Hates to admit it Who's always winning Alex

Alex

Dean? Win Sam win lol

Dean

75 band raze at 13 then at 16 in Atlantic city expressway. Didn’t start sneaking into clubs til he was with John Bongiovi and the Wild Ones,

Sam

I would love to Alex... Not in the cards. Have you played against this guy? Winning is just about Rule One for him... give him a try

Dean

Which was still him before his bonjovi band in 83 We still need to finish our game

Alex

I don’t think I can beat him I don’t know how play card

Sam

It's not cards... its air hockey and you just slap the puck, not hard

Dean

No he was saying it’s not in the cards for him to beat me... we are playing air hockey

Sam

Come on Dean Gets up putting my beer down Let's show her how it’s done

Ruby

Henry!

Henry

Ruby

Glad you're here. Can I get you anything?

Henry

No I’m good thanks though

Ruby

If you change your mind, just let me know.

Henry

Ok will do

Ruby

(Plays Saturday Night by Bay City Rollers)

BelleRose

sips my beer thinking about my family

Ruby

Oops, maybe a little too far back...guess you had to be there. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Dean

walks back over to the air hockey table waiting on Sam

Ruby

I saw him answer his phone. Might be a while. Can I get you anything Dean? Finishing off my MacCallan, I rinse the glass and clean it before putting it back.

Henry

sits at the table reading

BelleRose

sighs rubbing my eyes frustrated

Alex

Drink hard mike strawberry mmm I lean back smiles

Dean

Another bottle of whiskey

Ruby

Taking the cleaning rag, I wipe down the counter and bar.

Dean

What’s goin on with you? You've been acting weird since you got here

Ruby

Coming up. Going to the cabinet, I take out 1 bottle and hand it to Dean

Dean

Thanks Ruby

BelleRose

Just thinking about my parents. They were killed when I was younger.

Dean

Sorry to hear that but seriously come have fun drink a little enjoy the night with the rest of us

BelleRose

I'm having a drink Dean, motions to the beer

Dean

Ok then lighten the mood have fun

BelleRose

Sorry my parents case is still open even though they murdered.

Sam

whispers your age is showing

Ruby

Music has no age Sammy!

Sam

Dean on the back Come on dude... put me out of my misery Walks back over and set up the puck ready?

Dean

Can we talk about this another time I have a game to win and we trying to have a good fun positive night

BelleRose

Sure

Dean

grab my paddle and get ready and in position

Sam

Looks down the air hockey table at him, and hits the puck to the left!

Dean

watch the puck and hit it back watching bounce between sides

Sam

With the puck bouncing back so quickly, I slam it to the right and then it rebounds and comes right back and I'm unable to block it from my own chute Oh NO WAY!

Dean

I laugh watching you tough break Sammy you beat yourself

BelleRose

watches

Sam

One of those 'no one to blame but myself' moments...

Alex

Drink watch them play

Dean

laughs you can say that fine bring Ruby on

Sam

thinks I've had a fair share of those

Dean

Unless bear wants to play

Sam

Yeah, she's gonna eat you alive

Dean

We will see about that

Alex

Nah it ok you both having fun Smiles

Ruby

You gonna tell me what I need to do?

Sam

leans in and whispers yeah, kick his ass

Ruby

I laugh o...k

Dean

Yeah that’s so gonna happen sarcastically

Ruby

Ok, Dean, you first

Sam

Goes to get another beer and then sits down at the table with Rose You watching this... might be an historic event cups my hands around my mouth and yell Beat Him Ruby!

Ruby

I laugh at Sam Rose, tell him to shut it!

Sam

laughs

Ruby

You got the puck Dean

Alex

Win ruby win Giggle

BelleRose

She smiles he isn't mine to control Ruby.

Ruby

Mine either

Sam

Good answer!

Dean

Yep slamming it in the hole immediately catching you off guard. That’s one

Sam

jumps to my feet That's the second time you've done that tonight! Play fair dude

Ruby

taking the puck out, I send it back. I see what you're doing

Dean

I get ready to block hey all’s fair in air hockey

Ruby

preparing for battle

Dean

I hit it back bouncing it off the side rails

Sam

Leans toward Rose, but doesn't look away We might just need popcorn for this

Ruby

Blocking the puck, I send it back, banking off the left

Dean

I block sending it back again slamming of all the sides as it ricochets behind your paddle

BelleRose

Maybe. snickers

Ruby

blocking the puck again, I smile at him Almost, but not quite

Dean

blocking sending it back straight into the hole. That’s 2

Sam

gets up to play some music as background (Plays Europe The Final Countdown)

Ruby

Retrieving the puck, set it up. Faking a bank to the left. I slide it to the right sending it into the hole with a smile

Dean

getting down ready to block again keeping the paddle in front of my goal

Sam

jumps up And She Scores!

Dean

Sike! as the puck hits my paddle sending it back to you

Ruby

Blocking the puck just in time, I bank hard to the right

Alex

WAHOO! Ruby! Yes!

Dean

I slam the puck into the hole again

BelleRose

sips more of my beer

Dean

ready to block paddle blocking my goal

Ruby

You're pretty good at this Dean. Taking the puck out again, line it up, getting ready I hit a hard left bank

Sam

Laughs with Alex You make a great cheering section

Dean

it hits my paddle glancing off I hit it hard...too hard it bounces off your end of the table whoops. setting back up to block

Ruby

Going behind me, I pick the puck up off the floor. So close. Setting it in place I fake to the left and hit straight on

Sam

Thinks for the perfect song. Runs across to the box and punches it in (Plays I am Woman)

Dean

I watch the puck and hit it as it banks off both sides then back to me I hit it again mid table right to you

Ruby

Catching it head on I bank it to the right and watch it go right in!

Dean

I get the puck out and quickly slap shot it back into your goal. waiting to block again

Ruby

Nice shot! Picking the puck and lining up a shot, I feint to the left go right and back left and shoot

Dean

I block sending it back as it bounces off the right side. Thanks. What is that 4-2?

Ruby

Chasing it down, I laugh as I pick it up. Let's try this again. Lining it up, I hit dead center and hope for the best

Sam

Yes 4 to 2

Dean

I hit it straight back at you as I watch it glance off your paddle into your goal. Make that 5-2. setting up to block again

Ruby

Sighing, I place it to the right and aim left. Let's do it! Hitting hard, I smack the puck.

Dean

I go to hit it and glance of it missing 3 times before sending it back to you as I fall into the table and watch it go straight for your pocket

Ruby

One more to go Dean. Lining it up yet again, I hit the puck hard left, and watch it bank right

Sam

Hey Rose... you should play the winner of this game

BelleRose

Sure

Dean

I jump up off the table slamming the paddle on the table almost missing, I hit the puck straight into your goal

Ruby

Ok Dean, you win. Rose is next.

Dean

Nice game Rube

Ruby

You, too Dean

Sam

Gets up and slaps Ruby on the back Great effort. He's a hard one to take down

BelleRose

takes a sip of my beer and goes to take her place

Ruby

Now that you know all his moves, you can get him next time I tell Sam while looking at Dean

Dean

I stand waiting for you to send the puck think I should go easy on this one laughs

Sam

Come on Rose!

BelleRose

sends the puck and gets it in the hole before you finish laughing

Sam

WOOWHO! Taste of your own medicine right there!

Dean

I blink at you for a second before grabbing the puck ok ok I see him I do my famous slap shot nailing the hole. Back atcha

Ruby

I sit next to Sam and lay my arm on his shoulder and rest my chin on my arm

BelleRose

blocks it immediately and sends it back into the hole

Sam

Ruby, I think this is going to be a short game. Better get my beer now... Walks back to the bar calling out Last Call Everybody!

Dean

I put mu paddle right in the way blocking so it doesn’t go in nice try sending it back

Ruby

I'm good.

Dean

Hit me up with another bottle bro! blocking my goal

Sam

Alex, if you need anything else, now’s the time. Gets a rag and wipes down the bar

BelleRose

smirks Ruby can you get me another ale hits it back

Ruby

Sure Rose!

Sam

Sure, gets another bottle of Dean's favorite and take it over I'll just leave it here sets it on the next table over just in case the puck comes off the table

Dean

slam the puck as it bounces of the side sliding right behind her paddle and in the hole

Ruby

Sam can you get me another ale for Rose?

Alex

Thanks you Sam

BelleRose

growls and serves it up

Dean

How many are we at Sam?

Sam

Coming right up Gets a Hamilton Ale from the tap for Rose and takes it over to Ruby's table for her

Dean

slams it back as it ricochets quickly between both sides

Alex

Rise my beer

Sam

You'll have to ask Ruby, I was distracted with the bar, sorry

BelleRose

aims at the hole and gets it in

Ruby

Thanks Sam. Rose you want it over there or leave it here?

Alex

I would have other on hard mike strawberry

Dean

takes it out slap shotting it in again

BelleRose

Just leave it with you Ruby

Ruby

I hop up and get Alex's drink.

Sam

winks at Alex as I walk back to the bar

Ruby

It'll be right over here

Sam

Ruby, you got it?

Alex

Thanks you Sam

BelleRose

blocks it and hits it faking left but going right

Alex

Thanks ruby 🥰

Ruby

Yep! Setting Alex's drink down in front of her Cheers!

Sam

Collecting the used glasses including my own, I start the hot water and wash them out and dry them

Dean

I hit it back to you as it slams into your paddle hard

BelleRose

slams it back just as hard

Sam

Can see that Dean and Rose BOTH have that kill or be killed look in their eyes You too are pretty well matched

Alex

That was awesome

Sam

Takes a broom from the kitchen wall rack and starts sweeping around the table, straightening chairs as I go

Dean

I believe we are at 3 pointing to myself and 2 pointing at you, as the puck goes into my hole as I wasn’t there to stop it ok make that 3-3 I grab it and slam it back hitting it in the hole 4-3

Ruby

You're hired Sammy

Alex

Need any help Sam?

Dean

put paddle at my goal blocking it

Alex

Need help ruby?

Sam

Smiles Hey, I can handle a broom.

BelleRose

blocks and hits it towards you

Ruby

Thanks Alex, but Sam's got it

Alex

You’re welcome

Dean

I fake right and hit it left bouncing off the side rail headed for your goal

Sam

Thanks Alex, but I'm almost done. Just relax and enjoy your tiny break from those kiddos

Dean

blocking my hole again

Alex

You’re welcome and yeah they are so adorable

BelleRose

blocks just before it goes in and hits it towards your goal

Dean

while blocking my hole I reach over to the table grabbing the new bottle, using my teeth to open it spitting the cap onto the floor with plans on picking it up I slam the puck straight back at you while drinking from the bottle. return my paddle to in front of my goal

BelleRose

gets it in while you’re drinking from the bottle

Sam

Watches Dean break out his whiskey like a savage. Laughing and shaking my head

Ruby

Savage, Sam, savage

Dean

puck hits the paddle I had blocking the hole and I send it back to you

Alex

Drink and giggle

Sam

I was just thinking that same thing

Dean

I’m smart I had my hole covered laughing

BelleRose

sighs before blocking

Ruby

Sorry Dean, that just sounds so wrong!

Dean

I know it was intended

BelleRose

So wrong on so many levels

Dean

blocking the puck yet again

Alex

Hole cover?

Dean

Never mind Alex never mind

BelleRose

You are a tough player

Alex

Rise her eyebrows

Dean

bust up laughing costing me the next shot at rose hits it in tied next point wins you ready?

Ruby

Laughing It's for the best Alex

Alex

Oh ok Giggle

Dean

I hit the puck and it goes straight in the hole before BelleRose can answer

Dean

Game!

BelleRose

You cheated Dean that was so not fair!

Dean

It was totally fair there’s no cheating in air hockey you either block it or you dont....and...you didn’t good game you go some skills

Dean

Got

Sam

Ah! I thought there for a minute that she might actually take him down good game you two. Goes over to my brother and jerks his right arm up into the air The undisputed Champ of the Air Hockey table!!

Sam

Drops his arm and shoves him away But you're still a Jerk walks off laughing

BelleRose

rolls my eyes I'll get you one of these days. Knock that ego down a peg or two

Ruby

Wow! That actually was pretty good. I tell Sam

Dean

tossing the paddle on the table trying not to spill the whiskey as. You jerk my hand up and shove me I almost fall into the table. Bitch! I down the rest of the whiskey bottle ok who’s driving? I stumble almost falling over to pick up the bottle lid

Sam

I did not even bring a car...

Dean

How’d you get here?

Ruby

I can take us back to the bunker.

Alex

I walk I didn’t have a car

Dean

Ok so I’m driving pulling my keys out

BelleRose

Not me. I think we've all been drinking. finishes my glass and goes to wash it and put it away

Sam

Smiles at Dean having a hard time standing and takes the car keys, Ruby said she'd take us all

Alex

🥰

Dean

Hey wait those are mine! stumbling to the trash

Sam

OKay... everyone. You can take the party back to the Bunker but you can't stay here. I'm closing her up

Alex

Yes sir

BelleRose

walks up to Sam he should've taken it easy on the whiskey

Sam

Pockets the Impala keys I'll give 'em back tomorrow. Yeah, says you and his liver... okay.. out out

Dean

Well if Ruby’s taking us all back which includes you then we all wait till you lock up

Alex

Hold on to ruby

BelleRose

holds onto Ruby

Ruby

Just need to know how many are going with me

Dean

You coming back for Sammy? Take the girls and come back?

Alex

I am here Hold on

Sam

Yep that's how it works... Walks over to lock the front door

Ruby

Sounds like a plan. Alex, Rose, you ready?

BelleRose

Ready

Dean

Cool she’s gonna take the girls first then us

Alex

Yes ma’am pay and tip 200 and walk back and hold on to Sam

Sam

Probably easier than the bunch of us together. I'll bring you back to pick up your car tomorrow

Ruby

It'll be you me and BelleRose, Alex Ok, then. Round up everyone. Everyone touch someone's shoulder, and keep your other hand to yourself. Making sure everyone is ready, I pop us all to the bunker,

Sam

Its suddenly quiet when they all leave You now Dean, This place is growing on me. I like spending time here

Ruby

Popping back to the bar, I wait for Dean and Sam

Dean

Yeah I is me too grabs another bottle from behind the bar to take with when ruby gets back still wanna stay at the New Orleans bunker?

Sam

I do. There are a lot of items in there and we need to know what they are

Ruby

You boys ready? I ask

Sam

jumps wow that was quick

Dean

Gonna miss this for a while but it will be worth it especially the much needed bro time to boot popping open the bottle and seeing ruby pop back in. laughs watching you jump I put my hand on your shoulder damn Sammy that’s the highest I’ve seen you jump

Ruby

Tray tables put away gentlemen. Ready?

Sam

I'll never get use to all the zapping...

Ruby

You want to drive the car?

Dean

Me either but damn we do enough of it and yes everything is put back in order

Sam

Wait... let me get the light runs over to turn it off, leaving the night lights on

Dean

put my hand back on your shoulder let’s do this