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[deepfriedcrack]

Stop laughing. You know how frustrating it is to not finish.

You had it right the first time. Dean Winchester is a cockblock. Even when no one is actually writing for him and he's not even there.

Thanks.

He owes me a big O, too. [Which really just amuses her right there. Not as good as what she was after, but hey, if she gets to laugh at one, that's almost as good.]

Comments

[wheresthepie]

What's this about me being a cockblock?

[deepfriedcrack]

The usual.

[wheresthepie]

You weren't trying to sleep with Sammy again, were you? because, that's a good reason for me to cockblock.

[deepfriedcrack]

Too late for that, Dean-o. Already was sleeping with him.

[wheresthepie]

...GROSS!

[deepfriedcrack]

[Eye roll.] Still waiting for your balls to drop? Give it some time. Some boys are late bloomers.

Grow up, Dean.

[wheresthepie]

No. Just.. you and Sam. That's just.. wrong!

Why is it all of you hellbent monsters and sleeping with my brother? I don't get it!

[deepfriedcrack]

Hellbent being the keyword. Fucking Sam gets me Lucifer.

[wheresthepie]

...I'll take angels any day, thanks.

And stop using Sam, or the knife is going right through your heart.

[deepfriedcrack]

Is that supposed to be a threat? I'm dead, Dean. Get over it. Still screwing your brother. Isn't this place amazing? It's like Neverland, minus the pedophile singer.

[wheresthepie]

....That's gross. Please stop talking.

[deepfriedcrack]

Don't you know any other adjectives? Disgusting, grotesque, horrific, vomit enducing.... Just to name a few.

[wheresthepie]

Gross is my favourite.

[deepfriedcrack]

There's that GED working for you.

[huntingtrips]

Don't blame me for all your life's problems, sweetheart.

[deepfriedcrack]

Trust me, your not that important.

[huntingtrips]

You keep telling yourself that, darling.

ah, grammar.

[deepfriedcrack]

I don't need to tell myself anything. I'm the only one after all these years to pull the wool ovee the Winchesters' eyes, split the brothers up, and actually have my plans go through. Although I suppose your angel friend can say the same thing. But at least I'm not an idiot. I knew bringing about Lucifer could end the world.

Don't worry about it. It happens to me all the time.

[huntingtrips]

Whoa, hold on a sec. What the hell are you talking about? Angels? Satan? Plans? You're freaking crazy. And if you even think about coming near me or my brother ever again after saying a bunch of crazy crap like that then so help me God, I will end you. Do you understand me, bitch? Stay away from me and Sam.

phone tagging doesn't help either

[deepfriedcrack]

[She can't help but laugh. Oh, this is precious. He doesn't know. Her mun at least let her acknowledge what Ruby 2.0 did.]

Oh, that's cute. You thinking your threats mean anything to me. How about this, I continue doing what I want and you stay out of my way before you get yourself hurt, hmm? [She smacks his cheek lightly twice, as if he were a child.]

phone tagging can be a bitch

[huntingtrips]

[ Poor Dean. He has no idea about the man-pain that lies ahead. ]

Touch me again and I'll make you bleed before I send you back to Hell.

it is

[deepfriedcrack]

Oh, I'm shaking in my Prada boots.

[huntingtrips]

I can't wait to send you back.

[deepfriedcrack]

Have fun trying.