Voicetesting. Mun is easily enabled.

[lowkeyangel]

So, how many kinds of cat crazy do we think this is? Nine? Ten? Twenty?

[He pops a lollipop into his mouth, shrugs easily.]

Eh, I'm game. Maybe I can flutter my eyelashes at myself. Or tell Gandalf to ride the eagles to Mordor. Or have a staring contest with ceiling cat.

What? Don't act so scandalized. I'm a dish, kiddo.

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[lowkeyangel]

Under her?

[He snorts.]

I was around when she was created.

[arighteousman]

No wonder you don't give a shit about Cas. Guess when you have that many siblings, who cares about a few causalities, right?

[/needling]

[lowkeyangel]

Watch it, kid.

[Have a steely look.]

[arighteousman]

Hit another nerve?

[Make him, you chickenshit.]

[lowkeyangel]

You'd have to have good aim for that.

You might be my brother's vessel, but I can put you back together afterward.

[And he had.]

[arighteousman]

Well.










You're short.

[Bam.]

[lowkeyangel]

[...nailed it.]

Do you pull Castiel's pigtails, too?

[arighteousman]

He's learning to take a joke.

[lowkeyangel]

Huh. Might have to give you a gold star for that one.

[arighteousman]

Validation from an archangel. All I ever wanted. Thanks.

[lowkeyangel]

I guess I could give you one of those little fruit stickers, the ones that smell, but you'd really have to work for that one. Get my little bro laid or something.

[arighteousman]

Already done that.

[In Zodion.

And not that way.

He-- Castiel found a chick. It was very good of him. Dean was so proud.]

[lowkeyangel]

[He raises an eyebrow.]

You've been busy. Have a fruit sticker.

[arighteousman]

What?

No-- we didn't--

Haha, no.

No.

[There was a handjob tho. Just sayin'.]

And you can shut up. [He will take his fruit sticker now.]

[lowkeyangel]

[Right on his forehead, too.]

Good luck with that. Seriously, though, my little brother and an actual girl? Or guy? [He doesn't judge. Or really care himself.] Props.

[rebellious]

It wasn't that hard.











[ h e h ]

[lowkeyangel]

[Sorry, your big brother's just going to have a moment over here. He needs to get the giggling out of his system.

...okay, he's good now.]

Then I think congratulations are in order.

[rebellious]

... For what?

[ Honestly, the lot of you. Completely daft. ]

[arighteousman]

Cashing in your V-card for a man-card.

[Let your brother and Dean get along for once. Beers for everyone.]

[lowkeyangel]

Exactly.

[He can break out the mead.]

[rebellious]

Why does everyone insist on offering congratulations? The act of sexual intercourse is a natural, biological event.

[arighteousman]

Girl. Definitely a girl. Name's Roxy, even.



But Sam also, uh. It's--



Forget it.

[Not going to talk about how that feels somehow incestuous with Gabriel. Gabriel who has already defiled the sanctity of smelly fruit stickers. Dean will relocate it to his shoulder, thanks. Is it at least a cherry for irony's sake?]

[lowkeyangel]

[It is now.]

...what? Did he sprout antlers?

[arighteousman]

[Scratching at the very much now a cherry sticker, because the chemical-sweet smell of it will sooth his nerves.]

No. But he and Cas are boffing the same chick.

[Someone else has to find that weird!!]

[lowkeyangel]

Well, if that's your thing.

[Sorry, Dean. Gabriel just kind of shrugs.]

I gotta admit, though, I didn't picture them as the types.