“Cas!” Sam shrieked. There was no manly way to describe the sound of his voice, other than whining at-high-volume.
“Tattle-taling bitch,” Dean grumbled, stuffing a cookie in his mouth as he exited the kitchen, Sam hot on his heels.
“What’s wrong?” Cas sighed. Between the two of them, his name had been screamed more in the past two days than it
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I really enjoyed this, particularly the line "slumped together on the couch looking like two puppies bedding down"; that was great. And Cas and Andy both kicked ass. I hope this 'verse goes on for a really long time; just love it.
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