being let out, and escaping from Tumblr

[wheresthepie]

Finally. After all this time, you're letting me out. I was waiting for you to actually let me out instead of keeping me cooped up in your skull with all these others, like Cas and Gabriel. Really? Them? Cas I don't mind, but Gabe? We've almost killed each other! 

And tumblr. Really. Unimpressed, babe. So unimpressed. Though, I am impressed with how fast you're learning Latin and Enochian, and about the sons of bitches out there that we deal with. It's helpful. You're ready for December 21st, that's for damn sure. 

Now that I'm here, you need to stick me somewhere right? That's how this shit works? As long as it's either a place where I don't have things I have to gank, or if it is, that I'm allowed to gank them. 
Thanks, sweetheart. 

Yours truly, 

Dean.

Comments

[wheresthepie]

Unexpected is the word I'd use.

[enjoythe_ride]

Well, I am rather full of surprises.

[wheresthepie]

Clearly.

[enjoythe_ride]

You'd think you'd be used to it by now.

[wheresthepie]

You'd think. But no. Not used to it.

[enjoythe_ride]

You should probably try being a little sharper. Seems as though you're getting soft in your old age.

[wheresthepie]

I'm 29!

[enjoythe_ride]

Nearly thirty already? Older than I thought.

[because, you know. She didn't even live to SEE thirty, but details.]

[wheresthepie]

Bitch.

[Dean hates being reminded he's getting old.]

[enjoythe_ride]

Now, now. No need to be crass.

[wheresthepie]

I have been calling you that for how long now? You should be used to it.

[enjoythe_ride]

But it's been so long since we've seen each other. You'd think you'd at least be a little bit friendlier.