♡◇ Random Moments

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I'm in the mood to be really, really weird so you guys are stuck with this momenty timey thang. Yay!

"DAMN IT GABE, I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE ME A COOKIE!"

"NO, YOU WANTED THE RABBIT FOOD."

"I TOLD YOU TO GET ME THE RABBIT FOOD FOR CAS AND A COOKIE FOR ME!"

"BE MORE SPECIFIC, YA ASSWIPE!"

"YOU WANNA GO, THUNDER DICK?"

"I'LL GO."

***

Cas looked down at his feet. "I didn't mean to," he said.

Dean snorted. "So you didn't mean to chain Gabe to Sam's bed? Even though we both know you ship them more than you should?"

The angel pulled an innocent face. "Nu."

***

"You ate my fruit snacks."

Gabe's eyes widened. "No," he claimed, his mouth full of the chewy candy.

Cas's eyes narrowed. "Bitch, those were mine."

"You didn't technically claim them."

Cas held up the bag. Written on it was his name in three different colors of marks, along with sticky notes and tape.

".....Uh, I can't read?"

***

Micheal shook his head. "Gurl, they're as solid as Peterick."

Luci froze. "Did you just say Peterick?"

Mikey nodded, confused. "Duh."

"Obviously it's Petekey," Luce scoffed.

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"So is Troyler!"

Luci looked like someone had murdered his dog. "Tronnor," he whimpered out. "It's Tronnor, you imbecile."

"Oh yeah, hammer head?"

"Yeah, Porky Pig."

"Donald Duck."

"Mickey Mouse."

"Alois."

Luci paled. "Oh, you did NOT just call me a whore."

"I sure didn't call you a pretty lady!"

***

Sam was in an Ikea store. An old lady walked past the door and he fell out of it onto the floor. Looking up at her, he whispered, "I'm back from Narnia."

***

"DEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!"

"WHAT?" Dean appeared in the doorway, glaring at his daughter, Luna.

"I need pads," she said hesitantly.

"K."

Luna looked surprised. "You're not freaking out or anything?"

Dean snorted. "Hell no! A boy would be, but I'm a man, and men aren't embarrased because it's hooman female nature to go on this cycle. If a dude ever refuses to buys women products for you, bleed on his clothes."

***

It was Halloween for Gabe in his and Sam's house. And he was all too prepared for it.

Ding dong.

Gabe bolted to the door and opened it, looking at the adorable kids. He smiled. "Aww, how cute!"

He leaned over, grabbing his bag. "Let me just get your-" He threw the bag over them. "TRICK."

Firey spiders rained down on them. They screamed and ran, and Gabe sat back and laughed.

***

Lucifer drove his car through the wall into the living room. He rolled down the window. "GET IN SHITHEADS, WE'RE STARTING A REVOLUTION."

Dean started to panic and Cas quickly held a disco ball over his head. "But I need pants!"

"THE REVOLUTION AIN'T GOT TIME FOR PANTS."

***

"Stop throwing shade."

Cas pursed his lips, throwing another pair of shades into the crowd. "Well you need to lighten up," he said, before slapping Anna with a fish.

Anna frowned. "You're supposed to slap me with a lamp, you kitchen sink."

Cas glared. "Fite me, bitch." He raised his fish menacingly. "I know Fishjitsu."

***

Micheal walked into his room and flicked on the light. There stood Cas, Dean, Gabe, Sam, and Lucifer in cocunut bras singing along to Uptown Funk incredibly off tune and doing the Whip and Ney Ney.

He turned on his heel and walked out.

***

The sign above Gabe's head read, "Bacteria: The Only Culture Some People Will Ever Have."

He frowned. "Biologists are jerks."

Sammeh floated in and whispered, "Our humor is in infectious."

***

"If the Toy Story toys died, only the other toys would know, so wouldn't they have to watch the kids play with their friends' corpses?"

"Who brings Sandman his dreams?"

"Why do people choose to flip tables instead of chairs?"

"You can get on a bus but get in a car."

"If I'm arguing with you, and you say that you aren't arguing but I say that you are, are you technically arguing still?"

"Can death die and life live?"

"Is it possible to describe colors without saying their names?"

"Why are they called super powers when the original person doesn't have any powers?"

"Cas... shut up."

This is what happens at 1 in the morning. I apologize.

But hey, this isn't as bad as I could have written.

Imma pass out now... Night.

~Adrenaline Revolution



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