Honestly, Dean thinks he'd rather have gone to Hell.
I can't even drive! he yells. Telepathically. Because apparently unicorns are fucking telepathic.
"Come on," Sam says, with a big stupid grin like this is the best thing ever. "You're alive. And you've got magical healing powers. And it's only four years until the contract expires."
Dean charges at his brother with the full intention of goring him through, but the sun dazzles him - it's a cloudy day, but somehow there's a break in the clouds that keeps moving around just to make sure he's always in the middle of a freaking sunbeam - and he misses. Flowers bloom where his hooves touch the asphalt.
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*EXTREMELY THOUGHTFUL FACES*
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He goes to Sam one day, see, very serious, and he's all, "Sammy, there's somethin' I gotta tell you."
Sam is all, "? What? Did you glue your hands together again?"
"No. Fuck, no -- and that was days ago, okay, it's the distant past -- anyway... Sammy, listen, I'm not... entirely human."
"Oh, that. I know."
"Wait, what? How do you know?"
"You leave those cowpies all over the bathroom, dude. Well, unicorn pies. Whatever."
And then they had sex.
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I can't even drive! he yells. Telepathically. Because apparently unicorns are fucking telepathic.
"Come on," Sam says, with a big stupid grin like this is the best thing ever. "You're alive. And you've got magical healing powers. And it's only four years until the contract expires."
Dean charges at his brother with the full intention of goring him through, but the sun dazzles him - it's a cloudy day, but somehow there's a break in the clouds that keeps moving around just to make sure he's always in the middle of a freaking sunbeam - and he misses. Flowers bloom where his hooves touch the asphalt.
Dean hates the world and everything in it.
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THAT WOULD BE THE BEST CROSSOVER EVER
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