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[Behold - the almighty arsenal of doom is being pulled out. He fully intends on taking turns with these, one of them's bound to make a hole in the headspace. Right?]

I ain't gonna say this again, girl. You let me and my boy out or I'm takin' you down with me.

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Yeah... no, that's a good idea. [ He's looking thoughtful. ] Seems like a common theme with them, from what I've noticed.

Uh-- She's... insisting that I tell you, though, that you "sound great," and that yours "doesn't have anything to worry about."

Every creature has a weakness, this is clearly theirs.

[Can you sense how displeased he is about having to say this, Sammy? CAN YOU.]

She says thank you. [Begrudgingly. No he won't actually pass the entire message he'll blow that arsenal through his head first.]

I think so. [ And suddenly he's a little exhilarated-sounding, because they've found a break, if only a little one. ] Finally, something we can use...

[ YES, HE SURE CAN. Hey, he doesn't like speaking to, or for, his Mun, either. ]

... I hate being treated like a carrier pigeon.

[You should have thought of this yourself, Sam. Have a displeased look.]

Tell your brother to stomp it too. [Dean's got good insults, and Sam's bitchface can bring anyone to their knees so he's giving you boys 24 hours to break free. Hop to it.]

They'll regret all of it when we make it out. [It's a promise. And he's fighting against passing messages every step of the way which is why his sadistic mun now makes him say - ]

She says - [Through gritted teeth.] she loves your mun. [Clearly mun should be replaced with monster.]

[ He's out of practice, it's not easy to hunt things when you're living in their heads. ): ]

I will. [ Except that he and Dean are stuck in Wonderland, without any father there to advise them as such...

For some reason, this makes Sam grin, and he chuckles weakly. ]

Uh-- I think you broke her.

Good.

[He nods. Oh no, the two of you should not be allowed to roam free like that. Dean may be a babysitter extraordinaire but even he can only do so much.

All the faith in you, son. All of it.]

[ Yeaaaah, things'll be fine until Sam finds out that he dies in the near future. But Dean may not ever tell him, so... CRISIS CURRENTLY AVERTED. ]

She's just kind of... spluttering. Might be a good chance to exploit her weaknesses.

[Keeping secrets. That's his good dysfunctional boys.]

So hop to it. [What are you waiting for, a personalized invitation? He can't say anything bad about her his mun won't let him!]

[ Unfortunately, yes. That's what they're good at. ]

Alright. [ And there's another pause. ]

I'll see you soon, Dad.

[Wonder where they learned that.]

I'll be around. [He nods, but you better not be for long goes unsaid.]

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And again, ugh. I BLAME MY WISDOM TEETH.

aww :( man those suck I hope it's better <3 also no worries! I'm loving this <3 I'm happy to backtag

Thank you. <3 And awesome, I love this thread. :D

I'm really glad this is the first thing I ever did with him <3

Screech, ahhh, but seriously, his voice is perfect. ;-;

fjkghdfkghkdfjgh shush now I donno why you waste your glorious Sam on me but it makes me so happy <3

AJSDOHFDOSG WHAT, NO. YOUR WORDS, THEY MAKE NO SENSE.

THEY MAKE PERFECT SENSE.

uwahhh ;-;

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