Whoops (Destiel)

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Dean stood in shock, disgruntled and frankly disturbed as he was yanked from hell, flames rising around him before disappearing as the summoning completed.
    He blinked, pitch black eyes sliding into an earthy green colour as he glanced around. He spotted a disheveled man standing over a stove, mumbling to himself.
"How??? How were you able to summon me????!" The man swivelled, colour draining from his face. Their was an apron tied around his waist reading 'kiss the cook' with a red line through 'cook' and 'cock' scribbled in underneath. Dean would have laughed under different circumstances.
    Deep blue eyes stared up at him for only a moment, the other man frantically scrambling to grab what seemed to be an old recipe book. The demon repeated his earlier question as this seemingly clueless man flipped through the pages.
"I-I don't know!"
"What do you mean you don't know!" Dean snapped back, slamming his hand down in a nearby table and watching several vegetables roll off it.
"You were supposed to be chicken soup!!!!!!"

(A/N- I can see you judging me. Stop it.)

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