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.

[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.

[casa_gabriel]

Wow, someone really knocked all of the fight out of you, huh, kiddo?

[over_identifies]

Yeah. You.

[casa_gabriel]

No, I was just trying to make you less stupid. Doesn't look like it stuck.

[over_identifies]

Yeah, yeah.

Can we get to the point here?

[casa_gabriel]

Now you're just being stupid in a different way, so I'm feeling like I did all this work for no reason.

[over_identifies]

Well, if I'm wasting your time, maybe you should, you know, leave?

[casa_gabriel]

Nope. I am going to recoup my losses and fix this. Nice try, Sammikins.

[over_identifies]

Wait. What? Fix what?

[A pause.]

Wait. Are you working with Insane Trenchcoat Guy? Because I don't need to be fixed.

[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.

[casa_gabriel]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Are you hanging around porno theaters, young lady? Because I have some bad news about the trench coats. [He leans in to stage whisper.] Nothing underneath!