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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[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]

Your first time is something special, Cas. It means you've grown up.

[And that Dean is allowed to tease you mercilessly.]

[rebellious]

[ Try not to tease him too much, Dean. He's still capable of tossing you through the nearest wall. ]

... Right.

[ Just another inexplicable modern mortal 'benchmark' on the road to life.





right. ]

[arighteousman]

[And he leans in, tugging jokingly on the angel's ever present tie.]

Proves you aren't hopeless. Buck up. Chastity was a fluke.

[rebellious]

[ He glances down to the tie. Back up to Dean. Blinks benignly, looking all the world like nothing but a vast and nonplussed crow. ]

With luck, she's contacted her father and mended that bridge.

[ Missing the point, Cas. ]

[arighteousman]

[Tug. Release.]

Nah. Would've meant the end of her career. Besides, pops sounded like a douchebag.

[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.

[arighteousman]

[No sympathy, huh?

You all suck.]

Not at the same time, genius.

[lowkeyangel]

I wasn't gonna judge. But Cas has never really been the sharing type, I guess.

[arighteousman]

How well do you actually know him?

[Frankly, this could be questioned of Dean and Gabriel.]

[lowkeyangel]

As a general rule, I stay away from my siblings and their, you know, bedroom habits.

Sounds like you have your hands full, though.

[arighteousman]

[OH THAT IS A GOOD PUN--]

Yeah, well. Tell that to Sam. He's made getting laid like walking through a minefield handcuffed and blindfolded.

[Dean is not putting his junk where Sam's was. Ever.]

[lowkeyangel]

Sam's cockblocking you?

[There's that eyebrow again, because what? Doesn't Sam have the problem with girls and survival rates?]

[arighteousman]

... Only with jailbait, but trust me, Gabe. Z? Z is half barely underaged, horny schoolgirls. You can quote me on that.

[monsterbait]

Dean.