That’s right. No touchy Dean’s food.

“Too late. Bye, bye rules. It’s already been vetoed. The motion is shut down, overuled, gone.” It’s annoying, but he’d be lying if he said he completely hated it.

Dean watched as Jack sniffed then bit into the sandwich, waiting for some kind of reaction to the mystery tuna ham. When it seemed perfectly fine, he put his hand out. “Alright, fine. Hand it over. Now you’ve got me hungry. Where’s the chips?”

He took sandwich piece, fully prepared to put it into his mouth before suddenly stopping. “Six months? Why would you grab the—“ He paused before lowering the sandwich. “You know what, put it down. It’s bad, Jack. What are you trying to do, poison us?” He’s half-joking.

“Uh, no. Not denied. Who’s teaching you politics?” Swats his finger away, pointing his own finger at Kayden. “You stop that.”

The expression on Jack’s face struck him with guilt. If anyone failed, it was Dean. “Ah, c’mon, kid. I’m not mad at you. I’m just kidding around. Half-kidding. That meat’s still bad, but I’m gonna whip us up another sandwich. One with actual meat.”

//: Hey, everyone. I’m so sorry for my absence but there’s been a lot going on IRL and I’ve been really sick. I hate to do this, but I’m going on a break for a bit. At least until I get my shit together and don’t feel like hell. I’ll be back when I can. ♥️