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[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.

Comments

[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.

[lowkeyangel]

Dunno if I'd ever need to.

Just don't stick it into crazy. That doesn't come off.

[arighteousman]

A rule I've lived by since I was fourteen

[lowkeyangel]

I'd give you another sticker, but I'm all out.

[arighteousman]

You can't angel one up?

[lowkeyangel]

I could.

[monsterbait]

Dean.

[arighteousman]

Sam. [He's trying to bond with another older brother here.]

[monsterbait]

Can you...you know...not? For once in your life??

[ This is awkward as hell for him and you're really doing the opposite of helping. ]

[arighteousman]

I'll think about it. [Beautiful compromise.

He's thought about it.

He's going to keep talking.]