Suicide Mission is Go

[perfectantidote]

 So.

Uh. 

Whoa, wait. This is happening? I'll die... again? And Dean... well. I see. 

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[runeskin]

Don't think I won't hit you just because you're related to Anna and Balthazar.

You're coming back, dammit.

[perfectantidote]

I will do as my fearless leader commands. He needs this.

[runeskin]

So that "if they jumped off a bridge, would you, too?" query would be right up your alley, then.

[perfectantidote]

If Dean jumped off a bridge... I'd assume he's been into my stash.

[extrathreeinches]

If it were me, I'd send Dean to death and stay back relaxing with a glass. Really, Castiel, what are the odds he'll stay that way? You could get better in a Las Vegas casino.

[perfectantidote]

I believe Las Vegas is overrun by infected.

[The Point and Castiel have a history of missing each other.]

[extrathreeinches]

That really says something about your denim-clad boyfriend's odds of staying dead, then, doesn't it?

[Crowley has a talent for redirecting the Point, don't worry.]

[perfectantidote]

It says more about all of our odds of staying alive at the end of the world.

[Redirecting the Point must be easier than redirecting Cas...]

I'm sure Dean would, uh, dislike the notion of him and me being romantically entangled. [Cue a lopsided, drugged out grin.]

[extrathreeinches]

That's what tends to happen when the devil wins: the house goes under.

[That is always something of an accomplishment, yes.]

I'm sure he would. And that's a problem because ...?

[perfectantidote]

He's got the Colt and a, uh, what was the saying? Triggerhappy finger?

[extrathreeinches]

Why, Castiel, you're not suggesting The Righteous Man would actually shoot his own pet angel? Who else would he use as cannon fodder?

[perfectantidote]

I was actually thinking he'd shoot you.

[He'd only shoot Cas if Cas was infected, and he wouldn't even blink.]

Also... not an angel anymore, you ass.

[extrathreeinches]

It's a good thing I'm not there, then, isn't it?

[Shrug.]

Semantics. You still have a halo, no matter how tarnished it gets.

[perfectantidote]

How sentimental of you.

[Like he isn't doing everything he can to wipe away every trace of what he used to be.]

[extrathreeinches]

What can I say? I always did like you, Cas. Well, I preferred you and your brooding boy-toys to Lucifer, at any rate.

[perfectantidote]

Yeah well, turns out that didn't really help much.

[extrathreeinches]

I provided. You can hardly blame me because it turned out the Winchesters shoot blanks.

Yes I went there, Chuck forgive me.

[perfectantidote]

I can't speak for Sam, but, uh, Dean's weapons are properly loaded.

i would have been disappointed had you not

[extrathreeinches]

I suppose the only remaining question is: to which of his weapons are you referring?

Even LoveGuru!Cas needs some time to process this, poor thing

[perfectantidote]

Are you trying to, uh, make conversation about Dean's penis?

so glad he can still be surprised.

[extrathreeinches]

Trying? I'd have said 'succeeding', myself.