considering prolecto

[lovesgod]

Pretty sure I don't have a say in this, but the last thing I want is a family reunion.

Okay, I guess the cage is worse.



.... but not by much. And all those Winchesters. Really? Twice as many is four too much. Come on.

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[lovesgod]

I can't believe I'm actually agreeing with you on this.

I bet you're having a good time, though. I mean, there's Michael, who I know you get along fabulously with, and your angel with a complete drug-overdose breakdown, and oh yes, you. Who I have not yet snapped the neck of, unfortunately. But I do, which makes me feel rather warm and tingly inside.

[hunting_trip]

What are you talking about, I'm not--

[And then the mun checks. Dean is just. So unhappy about the world right now. Just fuck his life.]

Hey, man, leave Cas outta this. As for future me- well, I'd say have at it, but I'm not as big of a douche as him. For the record? White pleather boots? Tacky.

[lovesgod]

You're right, I should have gone barefoot. Your brother's flesh was so much more comfortable than any boots or even clothes. LIke being wrapped in silk.

[hunting_trip]

Yuck it up, Peaches, but I know who gets the last laugh.

Here's a hint.

[He leans in. Mock whisper.]

It's not you.

[lovesgod]

You know, funny you should say that. Because when you die, I don't think they're gonna let you into heaven. And you know what means.

[he offers a low whistle.]

[hunting_trip]

Wouldn't be too sure about that, they let me in the last time.

[And about fifty times before that. Don't ask him why, because honestly, he couldn't say. He doesn't know who gets to make that call, but it sure as hell isn't him.]

zzzzzz

[lovesgod]

And then you broke their precious rules.

/curlsup

[hunting_trip]

I been breaking those since day one, man.

/awakens, snuggles

[lovesgod]

It's different now.

Oh well. Anyway.