Destiel (sort of?)
Summary: Castiel is the Doctor's current companion, and meets Dean on his adventure.
Idea by queenofallpurple.
Let's just ignore any inaccurate parts, please. (Using the Tenth Doctor)
Sam flopped on the bed, aggravated with their recent case. They suspected fairies, but neither him nor Dean were entirely sure.
"It just doesn't add up. These happenings...they're supernatural and fairy like, sure, but it just doesn't seem like fairies. Or, the fairies we're used to." Sam concluded.
"Are you saying these are Mega Fairies?" Dean asked, confused.
"No, Dean, there are not Mega Fairies." Sam bitchfaced.
"That's disappointing." he muttered.
After a few moments of them moping around and trying to figure out what the hell this creature was, the door burst open and in came two men.
The first one had wild eyes and wild hair to match, a look of astonishment and alertness on his face. He wore long, tan coat over an old fashioned suit.
The other was much more attractive, in Dean's opinion. He had messy, dark hair and the bluest eyes he'd ever seen. He had a trench coat over a much more modern looking suit and a crooked blue tie.
"Oh, hello!" the first one said, an accent thick in his voice.
"Who are you?" Dean exclaimed, gun already in hand, Sam following suit.
"Oh, yes! I'm the Doctor. This, here, is Castiel." Blue eyes looked down in embarrassment.
"Like the angel?" Sam asked, lowering his gun. The brothers had heard of Castiel, an angel of the Lord who fell from Heaven and fell off the face of the Earth. Apparently to accompany this stranger.
"Molto bene! Yes, so you have heard of him!"
Both had lowered their guns at this point. "What brings you here, then?" Sam questioned.
"The fairy problem! You see, they are technically fairies. They have become these fairies through evolution and advanced sciences, far more advanced than you're used to. They aren't normal fairies, so I like to refer to them as Mega Fairies." Dean hit Sam's shoulder and shot him a knowing look. "They are known to be quite sneaky." he explained.
"How do we kill them?" Dean interjected.
"There's a special blade we have to find." the angel said.
"Alright, then. Let's go." Sam sighed.
"Allons-y!"
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SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE, I TOOK A BREAK AND LIKE A 3 HOUR NAP
also I ate pancakes (thanks mom)
on the other hand, idk if I successfully depicted the Doctor? you tell me. I don't really like this.
the title is because I've been screaming with spacegerard over mashups.
