[The video clicks on sudden to Anna wiggling her fingers then pans to wiggling toes]
Holy Friggin'...Beer. I need beer.
[There's a brief moment of static that slowly fades back in. Anna is now standing in front of the fridge in the apartment she shares with the Winchesters, Jo and Castiel. She is guzzling down a bottle of El Sol beer. When that's
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Like Dean's ghosty-ness.
Which was tricky to even approach anyway, but then once Jo made it into the kitchen and saw Anna tossing an empty, only to start up another beer...
Maybe she was taking Dean's ghosty-ness hard than she thought. She couldn't judge, hell, she did the same thing. But it was pretty strange seeing her doing that.]
Uh, hey?
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Uhm...hey...Jo
[Must not call her Squirt. Must not call her Squirt]
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Paranoia? Oh yeah. But she and Anna hadn't actually talked about it, so there was that chance.]
So, um. I'm sorry for getting kind of weird yesterday. About making a deal? I just don't-- We keep diggin' ourselves in this ditch, like we always owe them something. I want Dean back as much as everybody else but we gotta think of something else before goin' to them, I think. Is all.
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[How the hell did Anna talk!]
Yeah I agree. The Deities should be our last resort.
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Yeah, Sam knows you a little too well to fall for this, big brother.]
Dean? Is that you?
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What? How the hell--NO
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Dude. Do you really think Anna would be digging around the fridge for beer and saying "how the Hell"? She's an angel. If you're gonna lie, at least try to do it convincingly.
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[Of course Dean is outraged. He lies very well thank you.
Just not in a chick's body.
Or Anna's.
Whatever]
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And that you have a rather nasty encounter in a seedy alleyway.
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That would be kind of awesome. Considering he'd be attacking an angel
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