"Hey!" Tom said in a loud excited whisper, as he saw the trio arrive at the chapel. "You made it."
"That we did," Faith replied, nodding.
"You're going to love it," he assured her.
"What is it, exactly?" she asked.
"Oh," Tom grinned, walking alongside her as they went up the stairs to the chapel. "You'll see."
Sam & Dean
"Intriguing," Sam scoffed.
Dean looked up at the church, shining his flashlight up the path as they made their way in.
Faith
"Hey, Tom, bringing your new butt buddies?" Randall cracked, shining his flashlight over on the new arrivals. "Ooh, score. Hot chick is here."
Faith raised an eyebrow slightly.
"You'll have to excuse Randall," Tom said, turning to face Sam and Dean. "It's a genetic disorder."
Randall flipped him off.
Dean & Sam
"Clearly," Dean cleared his throat, standing on one of the pews as he got close before sitting on the backrest of it.
Sam opted to stay with Faith, indicating for her to sit when ready.
Faith
Faith sat down on one of the pews at the front, leaning against the back casually.
Owen sat himself down near them, and Tom messed up his hair as he went past, slapping him gently on the cheek.
"I hope you washed your hands," Owen told him, grinning.
Tom chuckled.
"I hate to be the bitch here but are we going to play, or what?" Regina asked.
"Aw, Regina, you love to be the bitch!" Tom shot back.
"Alright, alright, everyone put their money in," Dodger said, walking around the circle.
Dean & Sam
Dean raised his eyebrows as Dodger came past.
"I'm only watching today," he insisted.
"Screw that, cheat squad," Randall scoffed.
"Come on Dean," Sam nodded to him.
Dean clenched hs jaw, but pulled out his wad of cash and threw in a 20. He ignored the few raised eyebrows he got at his stash.
Sam threw in a ten.
Faith
Faith threw in a ten, resting her arm around the back of pew.
Dodger nodded, finishing the circle. She set the money in the middle of them all.
"So, how do we play?" Faith questioned.
"It's a lying game," Dodger smirked. "The object? Avoid suspicion, manipulate your friends and eliminate your enemies."
She shone her torch around the circle.
"I'm going to secretly pick one person in the group to be a liar. The wolf. And everyone else, is a sheep. If you can find the wolf, and convince the rest of the group to vote him out, then the money is yours. If the wolf survives, the cash is theirs."
Dean & Sam
"No hope," Dean chortled, as Sam tilted his head curiously.
Faith
"Now," Dodger said, holding the tube of lipstick. "Everyone close their eyes while I pick the wolf."
Faith glanced at Sam and made a slight face, but, nonetheless, closed her eyes.
Sam & Dean
Sam chuckled a little, but closed his eyes as well. Dean frowned, put his hands on his pockets to protect his cash, and finally closed his.
Faith
Faith scratched her nose absently, while Dodger walkeda round the circle a few times, stopping the last time at Dean.
She leaned in close to alert him to her prescence without startling him into giving it all away. Smiling slightly, she lifted his shirt and drew a line in lipstick along his chest.
Dean
Dean looked up at her and held back the sudden urge to maul her then and there, with great difficulty. Instead he locked eyes with her as she walked back to the head of the group.
Faith
"Alright," Dodger said, grinning as she sat down in her chair. "Let the games begin."
"Who's Dodger looking at?" Tom smirked.
Faith leaned against Sam, lazily watching the group.
Sam & Dean
"How do we start?" Sam shrugged as Dean leant forward.
Faith
"I'm thinking Texas-T," Randall said, grinning.
"What?" Tom replied. "Dude, you will never borrow my car again."
"Well, then as much as I think I'm gonna miss the P-T Ragtop, I thought that I heard Tom move when Dodger was walking around to mark the wolf," Randall explained.
"Alright, Randall, that an official accusation?" Dodger asked.
"And if it is?" Faith questioned.
"Well then you can only send home the accused or the accuser," Randall told her. "But you can't win if you don't play, so, let's vote."
"That's right," Dodger agreed. "And the defence?"
"No, I'm not the wolf!" Tom protested. "No, I swear to God I'm not the wolf! I swear on, on... the Lone Star State that I'm not the wolf! Come on, are you going to listen to me? Or are you gonna listen to this chump here, whose buddy list reads like the sex offender registry!"
"What?" Randall scoffed.
"I wanna see a show of hands, who thinks Tom's the wolf?" Dodger asked.
Dean & Sam
Both Winchesters kept their hands down, Dean smirking as he caught on to the gameplay.
Faith
Faith kept her hand down too, and Tom grinned at her.
"And Randall, our accuser?" Dodger said.
"Yes! Yes!" Tom exclaimed, as more hands went up.
"We need one more for the majority," Dodger told him. "One more for the majority."
"Ahhh," Tom drawled, looking around, then spotted Faith. "Faith, come on, help a brother out."
She made a move to put her hand up, but Randall pushed it down.
"Listen, just because you probably think he's cute, doesn't mean you have to be his bitch," Randall told her.
"You don't really think the angry homophobe thing is fooling anyone, do you?" Faith shot back, and put her hand up.
Dean
"So he goes home empty handed?" Dean raised an eyebrow.
Faith
Tom was still chuckling over Faith's remark as Randall climbed over his pew.
"Yep," Owen said to Dean.
"Come on, Randall, you know the rules," Dodger called. "Show the group if you have the mark."
Randall grinned, unzipped his jacket, and pulled his shirt up, showing his unmarked chest.
"The wolf survives," Dodger said.
Sam & Dean
"And it just keeps going?" Sam mused.
"Awesome," Dean clapped his hands together, "I can dig this."
Faith
"Who wants to start round two?" Dodger asked.
"I bet..." Graham started thoughtfully. "Dodger felt up the new guy." He indicated Dean.
"She did ask me to bring them," Tom said, shrugging.
Dodger blushed faintly.
"What a whore," Graham joked. "Let's vote!"
Faith raised an eyebrow.
Dean & Sam
"Well I believe in a good defence," Dean mused, also raising an eyebrow.
"Whenever someone lies you can always tell. Like Graham, over there."
"That's the most retarded thing I've ever heard," Graham chuckled, taking a swig of his beer.
"There it is. Have you guys noticed that he can't open his mouth without drinking the poison?" Dean pointed out.
"So?"
"It's empty," Dean scoffed.
Graham dropped the bottle, and it rolled emptily across the floor.
"Graham? You can't convince us if you can't convince yourself," Dean teased, "and you guys would know this if you didn't think you knew each other so well."
Faith
"So are we gonna vote or not?" Graham asked, looking uncomfortable, but raising his hand.
"One vote for Dean," Dodger observed. "And the accuser?"
Faith raised her hand, along with the rest of the group.
"New guy gets a say and I have to go?" Graham questioned sulkily.
"Bare it and share it, Graham," Dodger drawled.
"Have fun with your new recruit," Graham shot at her. "I cannot wait to graduate."
He turned and walked towards the door of the chapel.
"He's just pissed coz he's fat," Tom chuckled.
"I can still hear you!" Graham called back.
Sam & Dean
Sam watched after Graham, hoping he was alright, as Dean chuckled.
"Cool. Who's next?"
Faith
"Now," Tom said, grinning. "This could be me being perverted - "
"As always," Regina cut in.
"But I like to think Dodger marked Faith," Tom continued, wiggling his eyebrows. "Yes, I'm seeing it now. No one would suspect girl on girl."
"And the defence?" Dodger grinned.
Faith held her hands up. "Oh please, the girl on girl thing is old hat, if Dodger wanted me in any way, she wouldn't have to play this little game to get there."
The redhead chuckled and winked at Faith jokingly. "So now we vote."
Sam & Dean
Sam voted for Tom, Dean for Faith. But Tom was the one who got kicked.
A few more people went before it came between Faith and Sam.
"I don't think it's particularly fair that I'd have to defend myself against you," Sam insisted.
Faith
Faith grinned and shrugged.
"Is that your defence?" Dodger asked.
Sam & Dean
"My defense is that I don't think Dodger is suicidal enough to feel me up when I'm sitting right next to Faith," Sam pointed out.
"Touche," Dean mused, "I vote Faith."
A few others raised their hands in unison.
Faith
Dodger shone her light over on Faith. "Moment of truth."
Faith stood up, smiling faintly. "Have fun playing, Sammy."
She lifted her shirt up, revealing her bare chest, before blowing a kiss at Sam and leaving the chapel to catch up with the rest of the group.
Owen blinked slightly.
Sam & Dean
Sam watched after her with a smile, then looked arond at the last remaining three.
"I'm gonna book, I think," he stood.
"Chicken," one guy scorned.
Sam pulled his shirt up, revealing his bare abs.
"Night lover boy," Dodger mused as Sam walked out.
"Right. Let's get this show on the road," Dean grinned, "I call Mercedes."
Faith
"What?" Mercedes replied, indignant. "No way! I swear it's not me."
Dodger glanced around. "That the defence?"
~*~*~*~
"Amazing," Randall said to Tom, then noticed Faith emerging from the chapel. "Hey, hot girl! Over here."
"You know," Faith replied, walking over. "I do have a name."
"Sex offenders don't like to get too personal," Tom cracked. "Then he'd feel bad. You out?"
"Yep," she replied.
"Damn," he grinned, clicking his fingers. "I missed the baring."
Sam & Dean
"You didn't miss much," Sam smirked, walking out behind her.
Meanwhile, Dean grinned happily as Lewis chased Mercedes out, then went to collect his winnings.
"Not bad for a beginner, huh?" he winked at Dodger.
Faith
"Are you saying these are not much?" Faith said, indicating her chest.
"Tread carefully, man," Tom chuckled.
~*~*~*~
"Pretty good," Dodger commented.
Sam & Dean
"Come on, no need to make the guy jealous," Sam insisted, turning as the last two came out at odds with each other.
~*~
"We told your friends we were good at the con. Guess the bored rich kids arent as good as their mommies say they are," Dean smirked.
Faith
Faith grinned, and leaned against Sam.
"No no, feel free to make us jealous," Randall chuckled.
~*~*~*~
"You're awfully quick to judge," Dodger replied coldly. "Those bored rich kids are my friends."
She shook her head as she straightened up and walked away from him.
Sam & Dean
"I sleep with her. Often. Does that work for you?" Sam grinned, wrapping an arm around her.
~*~
"So?" Dean looked innocent.
He smirked as he turned back and collected his money.
"Guess I'm not getting laid tonight after all..."
Faith
"So anyway," Tom said, chuckling. "We were gonna head back to mine and have a few beers. You in?"
"And buy 'a few', he means he's going to try and write himself off for tomorrow," Owen spoke up.
Faith glanced at Sam. "Five by five. I'm in."
"Which means loverboy will be in," Randall nodded at Sam. "There's no way he's leaving her with us."
Sam
"True that," Sam mused, looking up as Dodger appeared as well.
Faith
"Hey Ice Queen," Randall called to her. "You in for some beers or are you worried that would melt the exterior?"
"Blow me," Dodger replied, walking right past them.
Faith snickered.
Sam & Dean
"Take that as a no?" Sam's eyebrows rose as Dean appeared looking smug.
"Dean, you up for beers?"
"Sammy, I think I'm gonna go spend my earnings," Dean sighed happily.
Faith
"Strippers?" Faith guessed, then handed Dean a fifty from Sam's back pocket. "Get a lapdance on me. Well, on Sam."
Tom chuckled. "I like her."
Dean & Sam
"Thankyou!" Dean snatched and ran.
"What?!" Sam looked around, but Dean was long gone.
"Thanks alot," he scorned Faith, "you know that was my last fifty, right?"
Faith
"Awww, sad face," Faith teased, reaching up, trying to get in his face. "I'll pay you back later. In monetary terms and in other, if you like."
Tom chuckled. "Beers?"
"Beers!" Randall agreed.
Sam
"You'll be buying my drinks all night," Sam poked her in the collarbone.
Faith
"Yeah, yeah," Faith said, grinning. "I'll only have to buy two, you cheap drunk."