down the river of night's dreaming
Because I finally got into writing my reel_glee fic (I swear to god, it's like it hates me or something) and now I have to go to bed, I am stealing this meme from pretty much every Glee person on my flist:
Give me a word and a pairing/character and I will give you at least one line of fic. I don't promise it will be a full story, but it could ( Read more... )
Give me a word and a pairing/character and I will give you at least one line of fic. I don't promise it will be a full story, but it could ( Read more... )
“No, Sam,” he said, nodding. “I believe you are correct.”
He turned back to the computer, closing the window, just as Dean walked through the door, fast food bags in hand.
“This town blows,” Dean said, kicking the door closed and setting the bags on the table. “What’re you two doing?”
“We are looking at videos on the internet,” Cas explained before Sam could say anything.
A smile spread slowly over Dean’s face.
“You weren’t looking at porn, were you?”
Sam sighed. “Just because that’s the only thing you ever use my laptop for, Dean-” he started, but Castiel cut him off.
“The videos I have been watching were considerably of more interest than the movies you showed me last week, Dean.”
Dean’s shit-eating grin grew wider and he nodded wisely. “Dude on dude,” he said, reaching into one of the greasy bags and pulling out a burger.
Sam flipped him off behind Castiel’s back.
Cas frowned. “Some of the videos contained two or more men, if that is what you mean?”
Dean raised an eyebrow in Sam’s direction. “Or more, eh?” he asked, taking a bite of the burger and picking up the jacket he’d just shrugged off.
“You know what?” Dean said, around his mouthful of food. He paused to swallow before continuing. “Why don’t I head out to a bar for a couple of hours. Leave the two of you alone to finish your ‘research’,” he added, making quotation marks in the air.
Dean headed back to the door. “Give me a call when it’s safe to come back,” he said. “Stay safe, kids. Don’t forget to wrap it.”
“You’re a dick!” Sam shouted as the door closed behind Dean and he was left alone with a curious angel who was watching him in confusion.
“Dean’s behaviour was erratic and difficult to understand,” Cas remarked and Sam snorted.
“Welcome to my life,” he said, moving to sit back on his bed.
Castiel sat for a moment. “I believe I am going to search for dude on dude to ascertain what Dean meant,” he announced and Sam groaned, flopping back on the bed. It was going to be a long night of awkward questions and frustration and then to top it all off he was going to have to kill his brother when he got back to the motel.
For the first time, Sam was almost glad he had the apocalypse to take his mind off things.
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Lol, I totally forgot about that song until Glee, and then it just fit in this so perfectly. ;)
I'm really so very pleased you enjoyed it. It kinda got away from me there in length (I don't think I could manage to write a single line of fic even if I really tried)! ♥♥♥♥♥
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