Dr. Badass

I'm Ash. Went to MIT before I got kicked out for throwing a few punches. Who even does that? Used to live on Earth, but now I'm in a better place, happier than Disney World. I'm in my own little slice of heaven, but I found a way to transmit myself back to Earth to help some old friends. Man, I've had the best of times up here though.

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Thanksgiving, Bitches.

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Jo’s thoughts were knocked off kilter at Ash’s arrival with his ego in tow— it was if mentioning his name was enough to summon him. The Harvelles were only fortunate to have a scruffy genius instead of a devil this time around. The bewilderment in her raised brows faded into a bright grin. “Speak of the devil.” Her body hung around one of the chairs at the table and her hands remained plate free. “Mom did the honours— as usual.” As usual. Usual. What usual?Jo repeated the word several dozen times to herself until it had lost it’s meaning. It wasn’t a usual. Ellen started cooking around the holidays once Bill had died and they started celebrating again more or less. A peaceful dinner together was a celebration. Time went on, Jo went out on the road, the Roadhouse burned down, Ash died in the fire, she and her mother eventually started hunting together, they died, and then purgatory happened. There was a good six year gap to fill in a new normal to the holiday season. She watched Ash pile the food onto his plate and plop himself down at the table supremely content. It was his usual at least.

"I’m gatherin’, I’m gatherin’." Nabbing a plate off the table Jo quickly took spoonfuls from the various pots, poked a fork through the browned, overcooked turkey, and dropped the meat on her plate with the fork still attached. She muttered and pulled out a chair while placing the plate on the table carefully. Jo made sure to seat herself beside Ash; one, it was a family meal and two, she was sure she would be sliding her Thanksgiving dinner onto his plate sooner or later. Jokingly, she nudged Ash’s leg with her foot and hissed at him out of Ellen’s line of hearing. Her smile still lingered as she spoke. "Suck up. You always make me look like the ungrateful one." 

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The smile spread wider across her face as Ash appeared and started shoveling food in his mouth. If there were two things she could count on him for eating and being happy were it. Took a lot to knock the kid down and he only got happier around food. Seeing Jo take a seat and pile on food to her own respective plate was something that Ellen never thought she would see again. She picked up a plate for herself collecting piles of the food, turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes. It was like old times, before Jo left the Roadhouse. 

"Its nice having the family back together." She glanced between the two. How long had it been since they had any semblance of a family? It had been years, even while they were all alive it had been a while. There wasn’t anything they could do but it made the time they had seem a bit more precious. They had all died, hell, Ash was still dead and was only there because he had figured out some heavenly loophole. Somehow they were back together in some form and it was as close as they were going to get to having any normal family life. She slathered her own food in the gravy she had made and at down to eat with her kids. They were both her kids even if Ash wasn’t by blood. He’d been her family for a long time now and that wasn’t something she could easily dismiss. She looked at Ash’s overfilled plate with a smirk, "Maybe if the genius doesn’t eat too much we can leave some for the Winchesters." 

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With a mouthful of mashed potatoes already, Ash gave his cheesiest smile back at Jo once she had called him a suck up. It was one his best qualities, probably. And before the food could ooze out of his open mouth, he swallowed it down, ready for another bite. It was obviously nice to have the family around, and the food, thought sub-par, was still food nonetheless, no offense to Ellen. He could eat just about anything and be happy with it, it made him a simple man. At the mention of the Winchester, he wondered outloud, "Where are they? Sam 'n' Dean?" 

Looking around the cabin, he knew they oughta be here somewhere, or maybe nearby in town. Either way, it was Thanksgiving, they should be here. He leaned back in his chair after stuffing his face of turkey. It was just a small break, as he ate pretty quickly and he needed his stomach to rest for a moment. "Those boys need to be here. It's not a family without them." He let his hands glide behind his head, before he let out a gut-wrenching burp. "' 'Scuse me" He laughed before getting back to work. This time thought, he began to fork over some of the food that was on Jo's plate while he thought Ellen wasn't looking. It was like a ritual, well used to be, gathering Jo's food and eating to make it look like she ate it. All in the family spirit too. Ash dug into his second meal, not sure of what sort of small talk he could garner at the table. "Boy, am I glad I made it to Thanksgiving this year." He so casually said, and looked across the table. "Think I'm gonna grab a beer, anyone else want one?"

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Long Time No See | Jo&Ash

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Jo blinked, neck stretching forward to catch the name rushed out of his mouth. Her fingers latched to her hips in indignation. He was too obviously beating around the bush, trying to skip over the topic all too quickly. “Naomi.” She echoed back to him cooly, confirming the name though Ash was already protesting the ideas popping into her head. “And you’ve got it covered.” Her tone taking a jab at Ash’s previous statements. “How exactly have you got it covered when you can do anything against her? What’s stopping her from dropping by again, hm?” 

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"What're you gonna be able to do anyways Jo, huh?" Ash asked, rhetorically speaking. He knew there wasn't much she could do because there really wasn't much he could do. Hiding wasn't much of choice for him either, as the angels always had their way about finding things. He knew about the enochian sigils thing being able to conceal a human from angels as he read up on it a while back, but he wasn't sure how possible that'd be if he was in Heaven. It was a hi or miss type thing. And even if that did work, he thought to himself, he'd still always have to be on the run. Other than that, there just weren't many options for him anymore, so he accepted his fate and was going to make the most of his time he had by helping out his friends with anything they needed.

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You certainly do but you can’t deny that most of it is embarrassing.

[ashthebadass]

That's half the fun!

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As if you don’t realize what you do, genius. 

[ashthebadass]

Hey, I provide the entertainment!

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if you can't drive how did you get places?

UHm, I did live with a fantastic pair of ladies. And I got rides from travellers who wandered through sometimes. Not that I needed to go many places.

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Long Time No See | Jo&Ash

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Inhaling a deep breath before responding to him, Jo pinched the bridge of her nose. “Angels watching you is not fine, Ash.” Her eyes remained closed as she spoke to him, eyebrows raised. “You’re screwing with their system.” Her hand dropped from her face and hit her thigh, eyes opening to look at him. ”Dude, just give me a name or something so we can start to figure out what we’re dealing with.” Or in other words, how much he was screwed over.

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Ash stared at her still, annoyed at the relentlessness that she held, but also thankful to have someone like her in his life. "Naomi." He spoke swiftly and without warning after she asked for a name. It wasn't like she could do much while she stuck on Earth. It was really only him who had that sort of transportation to and fro. "She's some big head honcho at the top, so I've got nothing to pit against her." He said it so mellow-like, as if he had nothing to worry about.

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Long Time No See | Jo&Ash

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Jo’s neck twitched to the side, a short spasm of anger. She instantly regretted her own jolted movements, pain rippling over her neck and she was left with her words caught in her throat. Angels were never good news. Carefully attempting to speak once again, she cleared her throat. “They’re watching you.” Reflexively, Jo’s jaw clenched with concern for Ash. They had once shared a mutual and unspoken agreement to look after each other’s asses; a pact left to the collection of rubble and ash somewhere in Nebraska. “Did you get a name? And what do you mean threatened?” Jo stuck to her guns, stubbornly set in her place. “Do I have to kick angel butt or?” Questions fired out of her mouth, her brown eyes narrowed at her best friend, and impatiently waited for him to spit out his answers.

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"You gotta calm down. I got it all covered." Ash insisted at the tranquility of the situation. It wasn't something that he particularly wanted to talk about anyway, because he knew he was in a deep pile of shit already and nobody could really help out his situation. So, being the stingy ass he was, Ash wasn't going to let Jo try to help him because he couldn't let anything happen to her on his behalf. "It's fine, seriously. Cool down about it." He kept his information to himself and stared back with a happy little grin on his face, trying to resolve the issue.

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Thanksgiving, Bitches.

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"Thanksgiving?" Jo’s face contorted along with her realization. November. She had completely forgotten. Glancing over the pots one last time she resisted scrunching her nose at the thought of previous "family" meals where she frequently dumped the food on her plate onto Ash’s. Using effort, her eyes snapped to the ceiling and closed her eyes. "Sorry, ma. Calendar’s off." A hand fell on her mother’s shoulder, gripping it for an instant. "Looks good." Jo remarked, the gentle curling of a smile rising to her lips. Coming back to reality was not only hard for her, but to her mother as well. A certain appreciativeness was due despite the bland and often too salty taste of her cooking. Small as it may be, she wanted to give her mother a decent holiday. "Should I yell for Ash or somethin’?" Her voice dropped to a lower tone as she thought over what she had just said, unsure how to summon him. "Or however it works." She’d be happy to shovel over her plate to him after a few gracious bites; misery loved company. Her hand drifted from her mother to the bowl of canned cranberries on the counter with an lofty exhale. "Don’t know where he’s been off to these days." 

Withdrawing from her mother’s side, Jo placed the bowl on the table to join the rest of the plates. She kept her expressions calm as if to somehow induce her own happiness or chill her heated temperament. Special occasions called for a particular attitude; one of either blissful ignorance or tolerance. Jo chose an option that lay in between. Ignorant to the mess crawling outside the door of their cabin and tolerant to her mother’s cooking, mostly. “If not it’ll just be the two of us. I’m sure we can handle a meal without arguing for one night, hm?” Her back previously turned to face the table swivelled towards her mother. Their fights were notorious, although they hadn’t officially argued since they had seen each other after Purgatory. Jo hoped they wouldn’t break their record tonight. 

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"Yeah, call down the genius see if he’s up for some grub. If the Winchesters aren’t busy they are welcome to join too." She was glad that Jo found it acceptable. She started cleaning things up, tossing spatulas and whisks and other utensils into a sunk of soapy water along with some other things she had used to make the meal. A cutting board and some knives disappeared into the water. 

"It’ll be nice," she said over her shoulder and she went about cleaning, "Actually having a meal together." Not even counting purgatory they hadn’t have a real meal together in a while. It seemed like it was fast food in the car, no time to side down and eat something. And as much as Ellen didn’t want to admit it, they had a hard time before keeping the conversation civil. She turned from the sink, a dish towel in hand. She leaned against the counter. She looked at her daughter trying not to be wistful, she wasn’t one for wist. Being wistful meant regret and longing and though there were things she wanted and things she would change, she had her daughter and a family of sorts and that was enough. 

"You can dig in if you’re hungry." She nodded to the table of food. "Or we can wait to see who shows up." 

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As if right on cue, the man who was being talked about by the Harvelle ladies appeared right outside the cabin and walked in like he owned the place. But after the first few revealing seconds of his entrance, the smell of an overdone turkey hit him right in the nose, and the combination of mashed potatoes and stuffing also seemed to make an overpowering statement in form of smell. Ash took in a large inhale of the open room flavors that engulfed him and he strode up to the two women talking before wrapping an arm around the each of them. "Who made the lovely Thanksgiving dinner, it certainly smells appetizing." He mentioned, letting go of their shoulders and whipping around to feast his eyes on the table stocked with the goodies that he previously smelled. "I certainly hope there's enough for everyone." He said with a grin and hopped right to it, grabbing himself a styrofoam plate and taking a seat at the only proper table in the room. 

He began to slice the turkey, gathering a small pile onto his plate while taking glances back to Jo and Ellen. "Don't mind if I do." He uttered with a simple smile and a lingering stomach pain that left his mouth watering for the food laid out in front of him. After cutting into the turkey, he lumped on a spoonful of watery mashed potatoes and another spoonful of stuffing to counter the turkey. It was a masterpiece of all thanksgiving dinners, and he couldn't have asked for a better setting. It didn't matter what the food tasted like, or where he actually was. What mattered to Ash was that his family was close by, and that was something he had missed over the years of being stuck in heaven. "Anyone else gonna join me? Ain't a Thanksgiving dinner 'til we're all gathered 'round the table like the family we are."

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No way. You on the pot, son? Riding the white pony?

No pot sir. No coke either. Like I said, life's the only drug I need. Can't go around tripping my mind up all the time. Mary-Jane was a friend once, took me to places I never thought to go, but that was a while ago.

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What drugs are you on

I'm riding high on life baby. High. On. Life.

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Chad Lindberg ‏@ChadLindberg

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Ash - Supernatural

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Long Time No See | Jo&Ash

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Jo attempted to interject Ash as he made his exit, but she could only muster up a few disjointed words. “Wh— No— Goddamn, Ash.” She wiped her forehead and sighed the instant he disappeared off of the couch.  Muttering to herself, she picked herself off the couch to return to her beer. Before taking a sip glanced around the room as if she knew he was lingering behind a doorframe. ”Someone’s sensitive.” His skinny ass was going to pop back into the cabin no time. Her back was supported by the counter. Jo gave Ash a sideways glance, repressing a smile. “Damn straight you did. Don’t know how you functioned without me.” 

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He offered a sluggish shrug while walking over to the table that stood in the room. "Yeah, yeah. same goes back atcha." He looked over to her, raising an eyebrow and squinting the opposite eye. "Hell, I forgot to tell you that I'm being watched by Big Brother upstairs, 24/7. Ah, well, so they say. 'm not buying it all too much, some bigwig threatened me all 'cuz I'm stealing their heavenly power, or some bullshit like that." He ran a hand across his forehead and let out a heavy sigh before muttering, "Damn angels." His tone shifted slightly as he looked around the room. "Nevermind that though, I'll work on some incognito thing or something or other soon." He replied without much of a response from Jo.

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[Supernatural Rainbow: Male Characters – Ash]

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I was hoping you wouldn't block my pop-up.

Oh? Well, can’t say whether I had the right protection or not.

[ashthebadass]

You're so hot you could make a deceased man's dick rise from the dead!

Hahah! Why thank you kindly. 

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Long Time No See | Jo&Ash

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"Damn." Jo breathed out with a smirk. "And here I was thinking Heaven wasn’t too bad. But no big afterlife party? Count me out." She lifted a finger to point to Ash."You didn’t do anything because you were being a huge nerd with that machine you got working now. See, these are the kinds of things that happen when you’re a nerd. You miss out on all the fun stuff and you end up back here with the freaks." Jo curled her legs onto the couch and she sat cross-legged, hands wrapped around her ankles. With mock reluctance, she rolled her eyes and slumped her shoulders. "But you know, I missed you like hell and all so I should be thanking that genius brain of yours. I guess." 

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"Tell me about." Ash said, making a face and staring at the pointed finger Jo aimed at him. As she was jokingly accusing him, he just held both hands up like he was a guilty man. "Man, you are so right though. I guess I'll just take my sorry ass back upstairs and live for eternity up there. It was nice while this lasted." And with that, Ash used his machine back up in heaven to bring himself back up there, disappearing completely back in the cabin with Jo. He was only playing a joke back at her, and would give it a minute or two before dissipating back. When he finally did return, not on the couch, but in the entrance area of the cabin he laughed casually and shrugged his shoulders. "Missed me, huh? I gotta say Jo, I missed ya too."