LET ME LOVE YOU!!!!! [open]

[likely_evil]

WHO likely-evil and YOU!
WHAT Running around, hugging the life out of people
WHERE The Island
WHEN Thursday 11/10 after picnic with De, until Sunday (11/13) night when the effects wear off.
WARNINGS Sam looked to be about 8-10 years old. Insane amount of fluff. Tag if you feel your muse needs a hug

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[trenchcoatism]

Castiel is walking around the island, partially to see what all of the fuss is about and partially to search for Dean. Or, at least, a specific version of Dean. The island itself is interesting enough, but his attention is split between curious exploration and his true goal. He's so deeply intrenched in the task of trying to sense the distinct feeling of Dean's soul that, were a small child to creep up on him, he'd probably have trouble defending himself from surprise hugs.

[likely_evil]

The man in the trenchcoat smelt weird. Maybe he needed to wash more often. It was a weird smell that Sam remembered one before, but he couldn't place.

He also thought he remembered the trenchcoat, but it was some time ago now and probably didn't matter, right?

The only thing that mattered was that the man looked worried, and that wouldn't do. This island was a happy place! he totally needed a hug.

So here you go, Cas. There is a tiny wee!chester stalking you through the underbrush until he finds the right moment to pounce and wrap his little arms around your waist with his head right at the small of your back.

[trenchcoatism]

Castiel's surprise hardly showed as he stood shock straight, trying to pull his senses back within his vessel so he could properly assess the situation. Craning his head around to look over one shoulder, he noticed a mop of brown hair buried into his back before looking back straight ahead. There was something off about the boy, something distinctly demon, but the warmth at his back made him hesitate from smiting the holy hell out of the child. Not only that, but he felt... familiar.

"Hello."

[likely_evil]

Sam leaned away from his back and looked up, all bright smiles. his arms were still wrapped around the man, but were looser now.

"Hi! You looked sad. You shouldn't be sad. This is a nice place!"

[magistrated]

And here is Satan, wandering around in nothing but a Speedo, like you do. His body, after all, is Adonis-like and should be an object of admiration for all these mere mortals.

Plus, this way his wings are free, and he can fly around and keep an eye on Persephone if he has to.

Right now, though, he just strolls along the path, eating an apple. Ironically.

[likely_evil]

Look out, Satan! Your wings are out, which now have a tiny demon sneaking up behind you, trying to jump up and get them!

Seeing that Sam used to be tall enough to grab them, the fact he has to jump up to even touch them now is annoying. But fun! And he is only trying to slap them because he wouldn't want to pull any feathers out now.

[magistrated]

"Man," says Satan, "seriously?" And here, the wings are lifting up, further out of Sam's reach. "C'mon. Just because you're short doesn't mean you have an excuse to act like an idiot."

[likely_evil]

Sam stopped and pouted his little puppy dog demon eyes at Satan.

"I was just playing. I wasn't going to hurt them."

[magistrated]

On a grassy knoll, (heh. grassy.) there is a woman with unfocused eyes, gazing at the clouds.

Clouds.

They're water.

Water is awesome.

Maybe she should have another banana.

[likely_evil]

Rolling down grassy knolls are fun! Why kids like to roll down small hills, no one knows, but Sam decided to try it and WHEE! It really was fun!

That is until you roll right into someone laying there on the grass, having no idea that they were in the path. Sam managed to just avoid hitting the woman, then saw who it was.

"GLORY!!!" Sam exclaimed, and the he glomped on her. "HIIII!!!!"

[magistrated]

"Oh my god, hi!" And she hugged him back, grinning like an idiot.

And then looking confused.

And then squinting at him, suspiciously.

"Who are you, again?" she asks.

[likely_evil]

"It's me! Sam! Your friend."

He gave her that bright smile he had as an adult that looked just adorable on a kid so tiny as he was.

[magistrated]

Slate hadn't been on the island much. Mostly because, he'd probably want to stay if he let himself. It was beautiful, and there was time before...

But he had things to do. Or rather, he had had things to do, and now he was done, and walking back along the beach to where his boat was waiting. It wasn't guarded, the keys in the ignition. It was Slate's. No one was going to touch it.

[likely_evil]

Well, no one would steal it, Slate. But someone tiny was touching it. Oh yes, in fact someone tiny was standing in the seat, making little engines noises and pretending to steer the boat off in adventures.

But he was a good thing and didn't actually steal it. And this was just as fun anyway!

"Vroom! SCREECH!" Sam turned the wheel hard, avoiding imaginary rocks in his head.

[magistrated]

Slate just watched it for a moment. He hadn't thought to check the future of a boat. Which was actually a good thing, because it meant that this made him laugh.

Sam was adorable. A moment to confirm that, yes, this was Sam. A month in the future he was back to his gigantic proportions, but right now... "The seat is adjustable."

[likely_evil]

Sam jumped and turned around, his face all worried and screaming that he was innocent and hadn't done anything.

Then he saw Slate and his face broke off in a big grin. "Mr. Slate!"

Slate may have been hiding in the back of Jo's bar, but Sam didn't often go that way to get back to his apartment, so it was rare that he would see the man.

And demon speed would have Sam in front of Slate a second later, arms wrapped around him and hugging him tightly. Just not that tightly because that would hurt.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean has been looking for Sam for hours. He had heard from De that Sam had fallen into the water and run off, he wasn't exactly thrilled with having to go track the kid down, but he knew that he was probably the only one who could get him to stand still. He left Olive with Jo told her to keep an eye on De, and then headed back out to the island to try and find out what happened.

To say he was unprepared for what he found, though, was the understatement of the century. It was more like a hard punch to the stomach that knocked the wind out of him.

"Sammy?"

[likely_evil]

Sam was trying to climb a tree when he heard Dean's voice. Needless to say, without pants meant that Dean was probably also getting flashes of things on his brother he never wanted to see.

But then there was Dean and Sam was smiling. "Dean! you founded me!"

And GLOMP! Baby demon brother glomping around you, Dean. Hope you don't need to breathe any time soon.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean wasn't conscious enough to realize that he was seeing things he didn't want to see. He was too busy trying to wrap his mind around the fact that Sam was Sam again. It was his baby brother that he had looked after for so long, and for a while he couldn't say anything. All he could do was take the hug and hold on himself, as tight as he could.

[likely_evil]

If Sam was a kitten, he'd be purring. Instead he just nestled his head against his brother's stomach and bounced a bit on his feet.

"This place is so much fun! I'm glad you came over to play!"