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Something was burning. The first thing through Dean’s mind at- he turned his head to the side- 7:04 am. He groaned, rolled out of bed, and mauvered downstairs.
The guilty culprits to the mess were obvious, Sam and Jack. He groaned and threw his hands up, before walking over, letting out a mere grunt before shoving them away. He tossed out the current batch of, whatever that was, apparently it was pancakes according to the blue box sitting on the counter haphazardly.
As Dean turned the flame down, he also turned to the others. “Cooking? At this time? Why Sammy, Jack, why.”
Jack sheepishly looked down. “Dean, I just wanted to make you guys a treat for getting jobs, and it's my first day of school too, and I’m just excited! I’m sorry if I messed up, I didn’t mean to.” The kid looked so sad, Dean’s heart just melted to pieces.
“It's fine kid, just ask me for help next time and we can do it together.” he offered with a smile. Jack gave him a grin back and nodded, before running off to get ready.
They were teachers now, in Souix falls. Great. Bobby had convinced them to get a job, and the school Jack was attending was hiring. They figured that it would, yknow, be worth it.
It was a bit of a rush to reach the school on time to get all three out the door. Bobby came out at one point to yell at them to hurry up, before sending them out with some lunches.
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Sam, Cas, and Dean walked in together two minutes before 8am. They passed a student on their way in- who happened to be flinching while hopping over one of the smaller concrete slabs in the ground, compared to the larger concrete slabs in the ground, and then back behind and over again(?)- muttering to themselves.
“Achilles Achilles,” the student said a few times, before continuing to say something else and then holding their breath. Dean looked back as the duo passed. “What’s going on there?”
Sam shook his head, before dragging Dean along.
Dean was in charge of the choir room, as he enjoyed music a lot. It was lucky that the teacher had taken some time off from teaching, which left the position temporarily open. He walked into the classroom, a few minutes late because he was unaware of the location. On a half circle of stands, 20ish kids stood in front of him. They looked at him oddly, probably because he was not their normal teacher.
“”Hey. I’m Mr. Winchester, your new teacher. Anyone wanna fill me in?”
A girl to the left on the middle riser, who was talking to some of the others smiled, and raised her hand politely. “We need to warm up- just choose one of us to lead it, and then we can work on our songs!”
Dean nodded, before giving her the floor to lead the warmups. To the side, he noted that all the songs were from Beauty and the Beast or Aladdin. Not bad, but not great. He sighed, and sat back in his chair. Time to tell kids how to sing.
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The kids weren’t bad. Honestly. They had just run through two songs, and it sounded pretty good. They were split into those who sang higher and lower, some of the kids choosing to not hit some of the notes.
That said, they weren’t the best. Some of the timing was off, so they spoke out the timing, and he let the student who was on time show the pace. Before long the bell had rung, and the kids were out before long.