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[papasuit]

You know, it gets real annoying when the only way I can get your attention is nightmares and invading your radio. Fortunately for you, you have good taste in music, so that part's nice and easy.

[Blah blah blah, so you're fighting for my attention among other muses?

This causes a sour look on his face.] No, don't flatter yourself. I don't need to put effort into you or anyone else on this filthy, stinking planet. Even if playing here can be fun...

[He grins.] So you like the new plan, then? Johnny-be-good makes a real fine suit, I think. Let's see if the fishies bite...

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[notawinchester]

So dear old daddy's let himself be possessed, huh? Never thought I'd see the day.

[Then again, he never thought he would see John again full stop, let alone.]

[papasuit]

Dear Daddy makes reckless decisions when you dangle people he loves on front of him.

[A mock frown.] D'ya think he'd do that for you?

[notawinchester]

So he actually has a heart? I'm shocked.

Great joke, random demon number one. Real funny.

forgive the 1 icon atm

[papasuit]

John and I have a secret in common - well, we have a few, actually. But the one I bet you wouldn't guess, is that we're both big softies when it comes to family. John just has a funny way of showin' it.

[Yes John, not him. His parenting style is completely normal. Shh.

He grins.] Thanks, squirt. Good to see something that spawned from John's loins has a sense of humor.

don't worry about it! c:

[notawinchester]

If that's true, then he definitely had a great way of showing it. Really, he should get the Number 1 Dad award or something. Though, if he learnt his parenting skills from you, then I'm not surprised it all turned out the way it did.

[Yep. Adam can definitely believe that.]

I like to think that I got it from my mum, rather than John.

[papasuit]

You know, that could be true. Maybe humor is inherited from the mother. Sam and Dean sure share the Campbell lack of it. Sourpuss is in their genes.

That, and a few other things. [Like being a serious pain in his ass.

Nevermind that when all was sorted, he started it. Kinda.]

So, Adam. How's life?

[notawinchester]

Yeah, I've experienced that side of them one too many times before. Gets annoying after a while, to be honest. But hey, you don't choose who you're related to.

[Okay, so maybe Adam would've found that amusing, had Azazel said it out loud.]

Better, now that I'm out of that horribly cramped Cage your dearest Luci calls home.

[papasuit]

Speaking of family... [Seriously. This is the club of folks who drew the short straw in family relations.]

It's not like he enjoys being stuck in a cage. In human parenting, I'm pretty sure that counts as child abuse.

[He smiles, and it really isn't meant to be comforting.] If he's listening in here, I'm sure your Pop'd he glad to hear it.

[He taps his skull for emphasis. Then his eyes shimmer a bit. ] Got yourself a girlfriend yet?

[was_a_hunter]

If you know what's good for you, you'll leave him alone.

[papasuit]

[A chuckle.] Clearly, I don't.

[He blinks, hiding his yellow eyes as John's retain their normal color. He's still possessed, of course.]

No one has to know...

[was_a_hunter]

That's where you're wrong. I know. If you think I'll let you stay in that body, you're sorely mistaken.

[papasuit]

Mmm... [Azazel tilts his head with an unimpressed look.]

Because that's really worked out for you so far. Please, enlighten me to your latest clever and wiley plan which will only backfire, as they always do.

[was_a_hunter]

I'll find a way to send your lying ass to hell. There's not much you can really do to a dead woman, sweetheart.

[papasuit]

Well my, my. Feisty today, aren't we. That's alright. I like your sass. Liked it from the beginning.

[Yeah, you're getting the creeper stare.]

Actually, there's a lot I can do to a dead woman, if you really wanna go there. Far be it from me to discourage experimentation.

[was_a_hunter]

You're sick, you know that? Even if I were open to experimenting, you'd be the last person I'd experiment with.

[novakaine]

[Disgusted flinch.]

Aw, come on. At least angels ask first.

[papasuit]

Interesting people don't usually say yes to demons, Sarge.

[For some reason he's just decided you are Sergeant Feathers. Thus, Sarge.

He gives a mocking look of innocence.] Besides, John consented. Of course he didn't really have a choice...but, details.

[Punctuated with a non-chalant shrug of his shoulders.]

[novakaine]

Ugh! You upstairs-downstairs types are so technical. If you started letting us read the fine print there's no way you'd all be so lucky.

What do you even want him for, anyway-?

[And he remembers he doesn't have angel powers to back him up. Oops. This face forever.]

...Never mind. I don't care. None of my business, right?

[papasuit]

I like that it pisses people off. Is it just me, or does every stupid decision someone makes deem to start with John?

[He grins big.] Oh good, your halo is missing. How's that workin' out?

[novakaine]

Great, actually. Never felt better. Oh, that reminds me. Want a tip about riding your meat suit? Feed it every so often. Maybe you'll have to expend less energy keeping it in one piece.

[You're welcome, John! ...if you're still alive.]

[papasuit]

[The demon frowns indignantly.] Right, because I haven't been doing this for thousands of years, and had no idea fleshsacks need food to survive.

[novakaine]

Oh, don't bother. I've seen what your kind does to people. Does the phrase "rode hard, put away wet" ring any bells?

I'm just saying- [carefully, he doesn't want to get himself shanked] it looks like you have someone you want to keep in good nick, for once. At least, you sound pretty smug about him.

I don't... really get why, but hey, who am I to ask, right?

[foundacause]

It's a good look for you.

[papasuit]

You're looking swell yourself, Meg.

[foundacause]

I picked a good meatsuit, right? She's one tough cookie.

So, you had the chance to show off the suit to Dumb and Dumber yet?