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Day 15 of B&B's (@drgarth and @starrynightdeancas) Holiday Advent Calendar Event! (Midam plus some lovely queer characters. Love my man Max and his potentially queer sister Alicia. And anyone remember Wendy? No?? Well now you do.)

Reminiscing // Winter Blues // “Blue Christmas”

Max let out a deep sigh when Adam put a drink in front of him.

“I thought you liked Sex on the Beach – you know, the drink. Anything else, I can't attest to,” Adam said as he sat down next to Michael, who immediately wrapped an arm around him.

“Don't mind him, he's been like this all day.” Alicia waved it away and took a sip of her Martini while reaching for the bowl of peanuts that the bar had on every table.

“Sorry for having an emotion once in a while,” Max grumbled, glaring at his sister. She just shrugged.

“Anything specific, or are you just feeling the winter blues?” Wendy sat forward in her chair, leaning her arms on the table. One fingernail clinking against the beer bottle in her hand.

Max sighed again. “It's just depressing, you know. It's already Christmas again and...”

“And you still don't have a boyfriend,” Alicia said.

“Shut up.” Max pouted, glancing at Adam and Michael. “I mean yeah, but... mean. And it's not just that.”

“You're also bummed out that I'm the better witch.” Alicia grinned when everyone else rolled their eyes.

“You know, sometimes I forget that all of you are, like, weird,” Wendy said.

“You were kidnapped by a guy who sells human body parts to monsters,” Alicia reminded her. “But sure, we're the weird ones.”

“Hey, that was just something weird that happened to me. Otherwise I'm perfectly normal!”

“So am I,” Adam said cheerfully.

“Adam, you're over a thousand years old, I don't think you qualify-” Michael started, but Max cut him off.

“Screw the age, you have an archangel inside of you. Which...” Max eyed Michael. “Kinda jealous, 'cause he's hot. But it's also decidedly weird.”

Michael looked at him in confusion, as if the idea that someone other than Adam could be attracted to him was the weird thing here. Or maybe he was about to point out that the human form they saw was only an illusion, and didn't even come close to what he actually looked like. But Adam didn't give him time to say any of that.

“Look, I'm just some guy from Minnesota.”

“Yes, and I'm just some guy from Heaven,” Michael said.

Adam elbowed him. “You're not helping.”

“Oh, I know. I wasn't trying to.”

“Aw,” Wendy made. “Aren't they cute?”

“Disgustingly,” Alicia said with a straight face. “Now can we pick on my brother again?”

There was some shuffling under the table, and Adam was almost sure that Max and Alicia were kicking each other.

“Ouch,” Max said accusingly.

“You started it!”

“No, you did!”

“Kids, kids! I don't care who started it, but you're both gonna end it right now.” Adam grinned when they both glared at him. “Damn, I've really wanted to say that, just once.”

“Ugh. Old men are the worst,” Alicia complained, flicking a peanut in his direction.

“Now look here, young lady-”

“So do we like, not actually care what Max is sad about?” Wendy asked, raising an eyebrow at them all and not looking overly concerned.

Michael shrugged. Adam made a vague hand motion. There was some more shuffling as Alicia kicked Max under the table again (allegedly).

“Wow, you're just the best friends a guy could ask for.” Max huffed in consternation. “For the record, I'm sad because mom is dead and can't be here. There, I hope you're all happy now.”

“My mom's dead too, you're not special.” Adam slurped his own cocktail noisily.

“I never had a mother,” Michael said.

“Well I'm happy to report that I still have both my parents.” Wendy looked between them, then shrugged. “But my aunt Donna apparently hunts monsters and is friends with known serial killers and angels, if that helps.”

“I was eaten by a monster once because my dad killed its dad,” Adam added. Michael took his hand under the table.

“Oh my God, stop being so dramatic, people.” Alicia shook her head and grabbed a handful of peanuts. “The next person to come out with a sob story will be pelted with nuts.”

“I think you should all dance,” Michael suddenly said.

“Dance?” Max raised an eyebrow at him.

“Yes. Physical exercise – which includes dancing – releases chemicals in human brains that-”

“Wow, you've never been less sexy than at this very moment,” Max interrupted him.

“Excuse me, knowledge about the human body is very sexy.” Adam squeezed Michael's hand.

I don't actually mind him finding me 'not sexy', Michael said in their shared mind-space. His tone was soft, almost amused, as if he found it cute that Adam was getting offended on his behalf.

Max scoffed. “Okay, clearly, you two are made for each other.”

“That's not true. It was not my Father's plan for me to possess Adam. At least I don't think so.” Michael frowned.

“Babe, it wasn't meant that literally.”

“Well I'm taking it literally.” Michael huffed.

“Weirdoooos,” Wendy said cheerfully.

“Okay, you know what?” Adam put his free hand on the table. “We should dance. Because we can either stew in our own juices, or we can get out there and have fun. And who knows, Max, maybe your sweet dance moves will attract someone's attention.”

“For the last time, this is not about-” Max cut himself off when his eyes fell on something near the counter. No, not something, Adam realised, but someone. “But you know what? Sure. Let's do it.” He got up and made a beeline for the counter, presumably to ask the bartender to turn up the music a little.

Usually at this place, the dancing started later at night, but they didn't really care. A few people even joined them once they started, but the bar wasn't very full yet. Adam just ignored the few weird looks they got, and kept dancing with Michael. They were pretty good at that, but then they had almost a thousand years of practice and could literally hear each other's thoughts. So really, it would be unfair to compare their to anyone else's dancing.

Still, Adam thought smugly, they were the best. And if Max got to strike up a conversation with a handsome stranger because of how insanely good his friends were at dancing – well, that was just an added bonus.

#I just think they should all be friends #Team Free Dancing and Drinking if you will #b&badventcalendar #Midam #Adamichael #Supernatural fanfiction

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