For Veronica
Sam was staring up at the mistletoe and pretty much debating the whole existance of Santa Claus (he had had a conversation with the guy, he was pretty sure he hadn't dreamt that up). And okay, so, he'd seen a lot of satanic worship in his time, but this mistletoe thing was just so innocuous (yeah, Dean would've made fun of him for the ten-point word, but whatever).
And then there was this. This total hookup inciter thing. This weed.
But okay, maybe Sam wasn't that against it. He just only remembered it for the spell-casting and the exorcism stuff. He never got to just kiss the girl under it. There was always purpose with it. And honestly, he was normal now, right? Right? So why was he still wondering if that was natural mistletoe that could be used to banish demons.
And then there was this. This total hookup inciter thing. This weed.
But okay, maybe Sam wasn't that against it. He just only remembered it for the spell-casting and the exorcism stuff. He never got to just kiss the girl under it. There was always purpose with it. And honestly, he was normal now, right? Right? So why was he still wondering if that was natural mistletoe that could be used to banish demons.