This should be a fun time.
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"Hey Sammy, ALRIGHT ALRIGHT"
"What the hell, Dean?"
"ITS A HELL OF A FEELING THOUGH"
"Oh no."
"WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? I JUST WOKEUP IN MY UNDERWEAR."
"Shut the hell up."
"NO LIQUOR LEFT ON THE SHELF. I SHOULD PROBABLY INTRODUCE MYSELF."
"I will not hesitate to pour holy water on your head."
"YOU SHOULDA SEEN WHAT I WORE I HAD A (mark of) CANE AND A PARTY HAT. I WAS THE KING OF THIS HOLOGRAM!"
"Castiel get down here!"
"Hello, Sam, what seems to be the problem?"
"WHERE THERES NO SUCH THING AS GETTING OUT OF HAND! MEMORIES TEND TO JUST POP UP! DRUNK PRE-MEDS AND SOME RUBBER GLOVES!"
"I see, have you tried threatening him?"
"Yes, and with no avail."
"Okay, let me try."
"Dean, I will not hesitate to throw your righteous ass back into hell!!"
"FIVE THOUSAND PEOPLE WITH DESIGNER DRUGS! DONT THINK I'LL EVER GET ENOUGH!"
"That's it!!!"
Dean was standing on a spinny -chair so Sam rolled him into the just-in-case-devils trap.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU TWO?! CAS I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!"
"Yes, Dean, I love you. Not your singing."
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191 words. Not bad for what was intentionally short.
~~~Maddie the /mostly\ human~~~
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Destiel/Sabriel fluff
FanfictionI love Destiel and Sabriel, and ran out of Fanfiction to read, so I made my own. *I don't own the characters, cover art, or anything about Supernatural so please don't sue me, thanks.*
