ramblin_rosie | And now, for something completely different...

A belated Christmas mathom--I have no idea if I'll ever finish and/or post the rest of the fic this scene comes from, but Mum and Chappy were highly amused by this part, so I'll post it here. You need not even have seen the show. (Hope you've all had a blessed Christmastide thus far!)

Fandom: Supernatural
Context: Sam, Dean, Castiel, and Gabriel are spending Christmas Day with a friend who has just taught them how to play the domino game 42. (Think Spades, but with partners and without a set trump; each hand can garner up to 42 points or a multiple thereof, and winning a hand gets you one mark; each mark forms one part of a letter, and the first team to ALL wins. "Follow Me" means that whatever is led first in each trick is trump.) Dean has a cold.

Hours later...
“It’s AL to ALI,” Gabriel announced as the players set up their hands. “Game point.”
“Who shook this mess?” Castiel sighed rhetorically, though everyone knew full well that it had been his own shake.
Dean looked up from his dominos at Sam, who shook his head slightly.
“No talking across the table,” Gabriel said without looking up.
Sam telekinetically pushed Gabriel’s dominos over (face-down, of course). Dean managed to neither laugh nor cough. Gabriel shot Sam a Look and set them up again.
“Whose first?” Sam asked innocently.
“Mine,” Dean croaked. “Thirty.”
“Pass,” replied Gabriel.
“I’ll help my partner,” Sam nodded to Dean, who nodded back. We’ll take ’em this time, brother.
Dean started fidgeting with the domino he planned to lead.
There was a pause before Castiel stated, “Two marks.”
The other players looked up at him sharply. Rebecca, who had been reading on the couch, came over and looked at Castiel’s hand.
“You going Nell-O, brother?” Gabriel wondered.
“No, Follow Me,” Castiel replied and reached for a domino.
“Wait, Cas,” Rebecca interrupted. “Let me show you what to do with a hand like this.”
Castiel was clearly confused, but he backed up to let her play. “Very well.”
Rebecca looked over the dominos again, hummed affirmatively, and with one swift motion lay all seven dominos face up to reveal the five highest doubles, the six-four, and the six-five. She then grinned at Castiel as the others stared in disbelief. “That, my friends, is what you call a lay-down hand.”
Gabriel gleefully recorded the marks as a suddenly pale Dean tossed his domino into the center of the table in disgust. Sam looked again at each domino in turn before shaking his head and turning down his own dominos.
“We should teach Bobby this game,” Castiel declared happily.
Dean grumbled something unintelligible and stalked off to the kitchen, coffee mug in hand.