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[rehymenator]

[ There is a trenchcoated angel popping around the City, attempting to remove all of the mistletoe. Dean wanted him to help him keep people safe, and the mistletoe are obviously cursed, what with all the horrible, unwanted kissing going around. He briefly appears in the Square, arms full of mistletoe up to his chin, looking very smug. Castiel dumps

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[iwatchtjhooker]

[Sam's not sure what's going on, but he does know that an angel with an armload of mistletoe is a story. He approaches curiously, brow furrowed.]

Uh, Cas? Something you want to tell us? I mean, if you need a date...

[rehymenator]

[ He's usually not too obtuse anymore, but Sam's comment catches him off guard. ]

What?

[iwatchtjhooker]

[Sam gestures at the mistletoe as he comes even closer.]

I mean, if you're going around getting people to kiss you... don't you think you could just ask the girl out?

[rehymenator]

I'm not seeking out kisses. I'm...trying to remove the problem.

[ He'll approach Sam too. Because he's kind of annoyed at the accusation and he'd like very much to make things clear. Which means he's not paying attention to their positions. ]

[iwatchtjhooker]

Oh. Well, sorry.

[Sam shrugs and, thinking it's safe, let's Castiel into his space. He's noticed the angel takes a liberal view of the whole personal bubble thing.]

Is it working?

[rehymenator]

It doesn't seem to be.

[ He hadn't thought he'd missed any; then again, they seem to grow anywhere with a mind of their own. It's beginning to sprout the little berries just as Castiel notices it.

And then he leans up toward Sam, snaking a hand around his neck to pull his head down to complete a kiss. ]

[iwatchtjhooker]

[Which was exactly the last thing Sam was expecting. It would almost be funny, except it's an angel, it's a man, and it's Dean's weird friend. All really good reasons for Sam to blink rapidly and attempt to pull away.]