Dean: Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming. Wasn't planning on being up already, but since I'm up now, there better be some coffee in it for me, guys.

*Flapping, chittering, and a door slamming, followed by more chittering and a sloshy sound.*

Dean: Yes, with alcohol.

Angel: Absolutely, little citizens! Angel is on the- You're not Squirrel Girl ( Read more... )

SIMMONS: I am perfectly capable of walking on my own without your pushing, you stupid squirrels! I said I'd read your [feedback]-ing news, now stop touching me!

...You can stop touching me too, Donut.

DONUT: Oh, sorry. You should really be more specific.

SIMMONS: Don't touch me, ever. That specific enough for you?

DONUT: Fiiiiiiiine but when ( Read more... )

I wasn't stealing it! I was borrowing it!

*muffled noises*

Ow! OW! Hey! That hurts!

*more muffled noises, including a few bangs, thumps, and thwacks*

Okay, okay, fine! I'll do it! Uh, is this the microphone? How do you turn it on? Oooooooh. Got it ( Read more... )