Dinner Date Disaster

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(A/N): This also has Sherlock and John in it! 

"Why do we have to do this? I mean, it's not like they want to meet me and Sammy." Dean asks me, watching me look for a necklace to wear.

I'm wearing my black, long sleeve V-neck, and my best pair of dark skinny jeans with my black vans.

I turn to look at him, and smile. He looks genuinely nervous. I say, "It's okay Dean; they're not here to criticize or argue with you. They just want to make sure that I'm alright, being with you."

"And...you are, aren't you?" he asks, raising a brow.

I say, fixing his collar [because it was up], "Yes. I'd go to Hell, Purgatory, Heaven and back just to stay with you. I like killing creatures with you, and I'd do it for my whole life. It makes life not boring."

He smiles, saying, "Princess, you amaze me every day."

I smile back, replying, "Thanks. Now get yourself together, Chisel Chest."

The doorbell rings. I add, "That's them."

I run out into the main room, passing Daisy and Sam who happen to be kissing, and smack Sam on the back. I would've hit Daisy to get them to stop, but honestly, I can't even see her!

I roll my eyes, then open the door to see my ex and his best blogger friend standing out in the rain.

"Come in, I know you must be freezing popsicles by now." I say, trying my best to be polite.

Sherlock sees right through it. "Drop the act. You can be yourself."

I let them both in then shut the door behind them, already wanting to slam it off of its' hinges. Does he really have to be a smartbutt right now?

Dean walks in the room, somehow predicts that the doorbell's going to ring, and goes to get it. I show Sherlock and John to the dining room, and we all sit down, Sam and Daisy strolling in a few seconds later. "So um, how do you two feel about pizza?" I ask the Brits.

John says, "That sounds great, Ally."

Sherlock says nothing, he just studies the wood tessellations on the table.

Sam gives me a knowing look as if to say 'you're alright Ally, we're right here'. Daisy just stares at her phone, almost robotically.

I say to everyone, "I'll be right back." I get up, and walk swiftly up the stairs, to the door.

Dean's talking to the pizza guy again. I make a noise, then walk up behind him, interrupting them, saying, "Okay, thank you, Mist-hold on, what the stink are you doing, Cas?"

Yes, Cas is dressed as a pizza man, and yes, I did remember the reference, thank you. He does have real pizza, so even though he's an angel, I'm still going to pay him. I hand him a handful of money, saying, "Here Cas, now go away, please."

Cas tilts his head, asking, "You do not want me here?"

"Not necessarily, we have guests over. So, you can come back later okay. Go see Jen or something."

I take the pizza boxes from his hands, then close the door right as he disappears into thin air, like a boss.

Dean says, "Well then; mean much?"

I roll my eyes, saying, "Stop being ornery, and get down there!"

Dean sulks, then to lighten him up a little, I pull on his collar with one hand, and give him a kiss on the lips. I pull away, and he whispers, "Yes ma'am."

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