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[paterelohim]

[Chuck's sitting in his apartment, picking his teeth with a cellophane-wrapped toothpick because he's a classy motherfucker. Next to him on the couch is... a large blanket hovering in midair, wrapped around something that appears to be some kind of... something. The huge, invisible something shifts its weight and then the blanket curves around:

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[kissesdarling]

You put a hideous afghan on my dog.

[YES. THIS IS SERIOUSLY WHAT HE'S GOING TO FOCUS ON.]

[paterelohim]

It's not that ugly. And shit, at least this way I won't step on her tail again.

[kissesdarling]

I'm going to laugh when she bites your leg off.

[Not that Growley ever would without being instructed. -- which reminds him.]

Have you seen her walking around with a liver in her mouth?

[He's serious.]

[paterelohim]

...Uh. No?

[kissesdarling]

Hn.

Then I suppose Castiel is still alive, then.

[paterelohim]

Yeah, sorry to break the news.

[kissesdarling]

Cleaning up the body would have been annoying.

[Mildly.]

The dog would've eaten it, I suppose.

[paterelohim]

I'm pretty sure that's what dogs are for.

[Nslfkj his life. His life.]

By the way, uh, is she good around cats?