Super Secret Angel Force
Title: Super Secret Angel Force, GO!
Author: Meh_Forget_It
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam/Loki(Trickster) (mentions Dean/Castiel)
Claim: Sam/Gabriel (Trickster)
Theme: Theme 06: 365
Prompt(s): 12. Night
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Nope, don’t own any of this.
Summary: Sam and Loki consider what costumes Dean and Castiel would wear when saving the world as part of the Super Secret Angel Force!
Word Count: 908 words
Warnings: Blatant misuse of a thesaurus, blasphemy, randomness, artistic license in the use of the prompt… strange attempt at humour. Oh, slash too. Yeah.
Author Notes: So this is sort of a timestamp to Tall Tales and Slight Exaggerations and Harsh Truths and Blunt Observations, but due to complete randomness of this, you don’t actually need to read them.
“So, in the dead of night, they swoop in, causing the strange girl with the overly alliterative name-“
“Jemma Jayne Jamieson.”
“Yeah, her. So the two members of the Super Secret Angel Force swoop in to save the day-“
“What would they wear?”
“I-What? What do you mean?”
“All Superheroes need a costume. Preferably made of spandex, but given who said superheroes are, we can pass on the spandex.”
“Huh. They should have aliases as well.”
“Costumes first, Sammy. No need to get ahead of ourselv-“
“But they should be all alliteration-y.”
“Dean’s had a detrimental affect on your intelligence, hasn’t he?”
There was a muffled yelp, followed quickly by a maniacal giggle and a quiet thump, ending with Sam straddling across Loki’s waist, smirking down at the pouting demi-god.
“Don’t insult me intelligence, Loki. Now, where were we?” Sam asked, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow. Loki just rolled his eyes and fidgeted to get comfy.
“Jemma Jayne Jamieson was being saved.”
“Oh yeah! So our intrepid-“
“Intrepid? Really?”
“Hush. Our intrepid duo bamfed into the room-“
“Can we use ‘bamfed’? Does Marvel not own that particular term?”
“Can they claim ownership over a verb?”
“Who cares? So they bamfed into the room?”
“You were the one to point it out, by the way. But yes, they bamfed into the room because Castiel-“
“Celestial Cas the Cautionary.”
“That sucks.”
“You do better then!”
“Fine! Cas the Celest-“
“We should stop with the celestial.”
“We’re going to be here all night.”
“We don’t have anything better to do.” Loki pointed out, whilst Sam shifted where he was still straddling Loki, getting more comfortable.
“I can’t believe they locked us in here.” Sam muttered, pouting and then making a startled squeak when Loki pushed up to kiss him, and used Sam’s distraction to flip their positions, smugly smirking down at Sam when he pulled back, sitting back on Sam’s thighs.
“Right, So Cautionary Cas and Dipshit Dean-“
“Not exactly child friendly, is it?”
“Fine, I refuse to call him dastardly, and I have no other descriptive words beginning with D.”
“Er… Difficult? Disturbed?”
“Douche?”
“Again with the kids.”
“Distasteful!”
“Awesome. Cautionary Cas and Distasteful Dean swooped in, in the dead of night, with the aid of Cautionary Cas’ epic bamfing abilities and Invisible Fairy Wings of Doom.”
“Really? Fairy wings?”
“He refuses to show them to us. I want solid proof that they’re not made of gossamer, glitter and all things pretty and pink.” Sam stated, fidgeting on the floor slightly, then sighing when his back clicked.
“True. Okay, Distasteful Dean stared at Jemma Jayne Jamieson and leered, before giving a girly scream of fear when his lack of paying attention resulted in being thrown across the room by the-“
“Ghost?”
“Ghost that was haunting JJJ’s house. Cautionary Cas in his cautionary ways, immediately jumped out of the firing line of the ghost’s anger, his ‘blatantly a flasher’s’ trenchcoat tails flapping dramatically in a breeze only he could have created, and -“
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why the trenchcoat? Shouldn’t we work on their costumes too?”
“He’s got to have the trenchcoat. I’ve never seen him without it, have you?” Loki asked, looking down at Sam, who seemed to think about it for a moment, before shaking his head. “Exactly! I bet he even wears it in bed!”
“He doesn’t sleep. Or, you know, sleep. He does wear it during the eyefucking tournaments though.” Sam commented, then nodded agreeably. “Okay, the coat stays. He wearing the suit as well?”
“Sure, but the shirt can be dramatically ripped open to reveal a black spandex vest underneath with CC on it sparkly pink. To go with the Invisible Fairy Wings of Doom.”
“Agreed. What about Distasteful Dean?”
“Hmm. I can see Dean in something similar to Batman circa Joel Schumacher, personally.” Loki suggested and Sam snickered, whilst nodding fervently.
“Yes! Complete with obvious wedgy and… Oh! A swoopy cape made of flannel!” Sam added with a positively evil grin, and Loki gaped at him for a second before cackling loudly.
“Awesome! Right so… Cautionary Cas and Distasteful Dean re-gathered themselves and… what do you do on hunts, besides get thrown into walls and generally make a nuisance of yourselves?”
“Er… save people?”
“Slowly.”
“Still saving them.”
“We really are going to be here all night, aren’t we?”
“Look, it’s hardly my fault that Dean’s a dick. You were the one to mess with his ‘baby’. I mean, I said don’t do it, but noooo, you just had to turn the Impala into a mini cooper and make it only play the ‘Self Preservation Society’ song on repeat if the radio was turned on.”
“If it helps, the car was made in ’69.”
“Not really, given the Impala was made in ’67.”
“Really? Huh, that explains why he was so upset then.”
“Yeah, sure, that’s the reason.” Sam drawled, rolling his eyes and sighing loudly.
“We should draw Cautionary Cas and Distasteful Dean. Anyone else in the Super Secret Angel Force?”
“Nope. Just those two.”
“Huh. So… Super Secret Angel Force, GO!” Loki said with a grin, punching his fist in the air. Sam gaped for a minute, then just groaned. It was going to be a long night.
End Note - I… have no words to explain this. Nope. Even for me, it’s random. Was fun though.
Author: Meh_Forget_It
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam/Loki(Trickster) (mentions Dean/Castiel)
Claim: Sam/Gabriel (Trickster)
Theme: Theme 06: 365
Prompt(s): 12. Night
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Nope, don’t own any of this.
Summary: Sam and Loki consider what costumes Dean and Castiel would wear when saving the world as part of the Super Secret Angel Force!
Word Count: 908 words
Warnings: Blatant misuse of a thesaurus, blasphemy, randomness, artistic license in the use of the prompt… strange attempt at humour. Oh, slash too. Yeah.
Author Notes: So this is sort of a timestamp to Tall Tales and Slight Exaggerations and Harsh Truths and Blunt Observations, but due to complete randomness of this, you don’t actually need to read them.
“So, in the dead of night, they swoop in, causing the strange girl with the overly alliterative name-“
“Jemma Jayne Jamieson.”
“Yeah, her. So the two members of the Super Secret Angel Force swoop in to save the day-“
“What would they wear?”
“I-What? What do you mean?”
“All Superheroes need a costume. Preferably made of spandex, but given who said superheroes are, we can pass on the spandex.”
“Huh. They should have aliases as well.”
“Costumes first, Sammy. No need to get ahead of ourselv-“
“But they should be all alliteration-y.”
“Dean’s had a detrimental affect on your intelligence, hasn’t he?”
There was a muffled yelp, followed quickly by a maniacal giggle and a quiet thump, ending with Sam straddling across Loki’s waist, smirking down at the pouting demi-god.
“Don’t insult me intelligence, Loki. Now, where were we?” Sam asked, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow. Loki just rolled his eyes and fidgeted to get comfy.
“Jemma Jayne Jamieson was being saved.”
“Oh yeah! So our intrepid-“
“Intrepid? Really?”
“Hush. Our intrepid duo bamfed into the room-“
“Can we use ‘bamfed’? Does Marvel not own that particular term?”
“Can they claim ownership over a verb?”
“Who cares? So they bamfed into the room?”
“You were the one to point it out, by the way. But yes, they bamfed into the room because Castiel-“
“Celestial Cas the Cautionary.”
“That sucks.”
“You do better then!”
“Fine! Cas the Celest-“
“We should stop with the celestial.”
“We’re going to be here all night.”
“We don’t have anything better to do.” Loki pointed out, whilst Sam shifted where he was still straddling Loki, getting more comfortable.
“I can’t believe they locked us in here.” Sam muttered, pouting and then making a startled squeak when Loki pushed up to kiss him, and used Sam’s distraction to flip their positions, smugly smirking down at Sam when he pulled back, sitting back on Sam’s thighs.
“Right, So Cautionary Cas and Dipshit Dean-“
“Not exactly child friendly, is it?”
“Fine, I refuse to call him dastardly, and I have no other descriptive words beginning with D.”
“Er… Difficult? Disturbed?”
“Douche?”
“Again with the kids.”
“Distasteful!”
“Awesome. Cautionary Cas and Distasteful Dean swooped in, in the dead of night, with the aid of Cautionary Cas’ epic bamfing abilities and Invisible Fairy Wings of Doom.”
“Really? Fairy wings?”
“He refuses to show them to us. I want solid proof that they’re not made of gossamer, glitter and all things pretty and pink.” Sam stated, fidgeting on the floor slightly, then sighing when his back clicked.
“True. Okay, Distasteful Dean stared at Jemma Jayne Jamieson and leered, before giving a girly scream of fear when his lack of paying attention resulted in being thrown across the room by the-“
“Ghost?”
“Ghost that was haunting JJJ’s house. Cautionary Cas in his cautionary ways, immediately jumped out of the firing line of the ghost’s anger, his ‘blatantly a flasher’s’ trenchcoat tails flapping dramatically in a breeze only he could have created, and -“
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why the trenchcoat? Shouldn’t we work on their costumes too?”
“He’s got to have the trenchcoat. I’ve never seen him without it, have you?” Loki asked, looking down at Sam, who seemed to think about it for a moment, before shaking his head. “Exactly! I bet he even wears it in bed!”
“He doesn’t sleep. Or, you know, sleep. He does wear it during the eyefucking tournaments though.” Sam commented, then nodded agreeably. “Okay, the coat stays. He wearing the suit as well?”
“Sure, but the shirt can be dramatically ripped open to reveal a black spandex vest underneath with CC on it sparkly pink. To go with the Invisible Fairy Wings of Doom.”
“Agreed. What about Distasteful Dean?”
“Hmm. I can see Dean in something similar to Batman circa Joel Schumacher, personally.” Loki suggested and Sam snickered, whilst nodding fervently.
“Yes! Complete with obvious wedgy and… Oh! A swoopy cape made of flannel!” Sam added with a positively evil grin, and Loki gaped at him for a second before cackling loudly.
“Awesome! Right so… Cautionary Cas and Distasteful Dean re-gathered themselves and… what do you do on hunts, besides get thrown into walls and generally make a nuisance of yourselves?”
“Er… save people?”
“Slowly.”
“Still saving them.”
“We really are going to be here all night, aren’t we?”
“Look, it’s hardly my fault that Dean’s a dick. You were the one to mess with his ‘baby’. I mean, I said don’t do it, but noooo, you just had to turn the Impala into a mini cooper and make it only play the ‘Self Preservation Society’ song on repeat if the radio was turned on.”
“If it helps, the car was made in ’69.”
“Not really, given the Impala was made in ’67.”
“Really? Huh, that explains why he was so upset then.”
“Yeah, sure, that’s the reason.” Sam drawled, rolling his eyes and sighing loudly.
“We should draw Cautionary Cas and Distasteful Dean. Anyone else in the Super Secret Angel Force?”
“Nope. Just those two.”
“Huh. So… Super Secret Angel Force, GO!” Loki said with a grin, punching his fist in the air. Sam gaped for a minute, then just groaned. It was going to be a long night.
End Note - I… have no words to explain this. Nope. Even for me, it’s random. Was fun though.