Drinking You Under The Table |Destiel?|
Castiel sat across from Ellen. Shots lined up in front of them. Discarded empty shot glasses pilled up the the left of Castiel.
"Ya ready?" Ellen gives Castiel a smug grin, getting a nod in reply from the Angel. Ellen picks up the first shot glass in her line and downs it then placing it rim side down. She repeats this for all twelve shot glasses and the gives a woozy drunk grin to the being across from her.
Castiel picks up the first shot glass in his row and downs it quickly with professional skill. He downs the other shots as quickly as the first, beating Ellen in speed.
"I think I'm starting to feel something." Castiel murmurs, slightly proud of himself.
Jo and Ellen both gape at the Angel in front of them. Jo's expression turning into one of a shit eating grin.
"Dean! Your Angel just totally drank Mum under!" Jo announces, catching the attention of Dean.
"Huh?" Dean hops up out of his seat and approaches the table in the kitchen of Bobby's house, where the shots were going down.
He is eyes widen at the sight.
Castiel looks up at Dean from his seat. "Dean" he murmurs gruffly as a greeting.
Ellen starts pouring more shots and laying down a few more shot glasses, bringing the total up to 20 shot glasses. She gives Castiel a challenging look before she starts downing shots.
Castiel just watches until it's his turn to down the shots, to which he does swiftly. Returning his blank gaze back to Ellen, slightly expectedly.
Ellen sighs before pouring more shots, alcohol slowly setting in. She knows she won't last a few more rounds but she's prepared to go down with a fight.
2 or 3 more rounds go down before Ellen is resting here head onto the table, clearly finished and beaten.
Castiel is still sat there with no sign of the affects of alcohol waring on him. Castiel waits for a more challenging foe before Jo helps Ellen out of the seat so she could go lay on the sofa.
Dean takes the seat across from Cass and just grins before saying.
"That was awesome Cass!"
Castiel just nods and replies.
"Thank you Dean."
"How much alcohol does it take to get an angel actually drunk?" Dean says wondering out loud.
"A whole alcohol store was the most I could think of." Castiel answers nonchalantly.
Deans grin widens out of pride, though he doesnt know why.
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Fanfictionjust a few jumbled pieces I wrote. they will probably abruptly end or something. none of them are actually finished. most are destiel but i can take requests.
