Mun has started season seven

[over_identifies]

Yeah. I, um, I think I miss the simple times too.

Is it sad that I think of them as 'simple?' I think it's a little sad.

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[hasperkynipples]

You really think back then was simple?

[over_identifies]

Life without angels? A little, yeah.

I think I liked it better when I was the only one who thought they were real. At least then, I could believe they were...you know...nice.

[hasperkynipples]

Point. But at least now it's not all on our shoulders anymore.

[over_identifies]

Well, yeah. Maybe.

Still, hunting a wendigo is a lot easier than trudging through Heaven's version of politics.

[hasperkynipples]

Yeah, but we were done with that after that mess. Everything after that -- with the exception of Cas -- was strictly monsters.

[over_identifies]

I dunno. Insane Trenchcoat Guy still seems pretty lurky to me.

[hasperkynipples]

Cas isn't too bad.

[over_identifies]

Dean, every time I run into him around these parts he just keeps...staring. At my chest. And talking about how he needs to "fix" me.

It's making me very uncomfortable.

[hasperkynipples]

[there's a pause]

Okay, that's clearly some kind of creepy psycho Cas and needs to be punched in the face.

[over_identifies]

Yeah, last time, he just kinda stared for a minute and asked me:

[Low, gravely voice:]

"Does Dean know about this?"

And I said I had no idea what he was talking about and he went:

[Low, gravely voice:]

"Don't worry, Sam. I'll fix you."

[hasperkynipples]

Yeah. Definitely punching him in the face.

[over_identifies]

Are you sure that's a good idea?

[hasperkynipples]

He can take it.

[casa_gabriel]

Well, I could always come up with a few hundred more ways to kill someone. Some of them might be funnier than others.

[over_identifies]

[Pathetic puppy face.]

Come on...

It's Friday.

[casa_gabriel]

You might want to check on that again.

[Oh, look, he's made everything in the room including Sam's cell phone read Tuesday.]

[over_identifies]

...I hate you.

[casa_gabriel]

And here I thought we were going to get married. I had names picked out for all the babies. They were all those weird Mormon ones that are one letter off from not being stupid.

[over_identifies]

[And, being a genius, Sam's training a gun on him. Brilliant!]

What do you want? I don't need another 'lesson.'

[casa_gabriel]

I'm actually just bored, princess, and your whining was pretty loud.

[The gun is cute, though. At least she's not trying to stake him again. That's starting to get old.]

What did you two knuckleheads break this time?

[over_identifies]

It's not my fault!

I mean...I mean, it's not my fault.

I haven't broken anything. Um...yet.

[casa_gabriel]

Wow, you're a terrible liar.

Don't you have to lie when you hunt? How are you not in prison or dead? It doesn't even seem like you'd need my help with that one.

[over_identifies]

I lie just fine.

Why do you care?

[casa_gabriel]

Let's go with morbid fascination. [He shrugs.]

So what are you not breaking, then?

[over_identifies]

Nothing.