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Bonus Round 2

Talk to me, talk to me, like lovers do...

Bonus Round 2 is now open! This time, the theme is speech only. Entries should consist entirely of speech, although this can include script format.

If you have an idea for something you’d like to see, please leave a situation, the characters involved and any other details as a PROMPT below. Then read through everyone else’s prompts, and leave a FILL for any which catch your eye. Fills can be in any media, and they need not be long, but please put a little effort in – if anyone starts spamming this post for points, we’ll be able to tell.

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Hey! It's you again! I'm going to have to get a nickname for you because I really love your writing and now I have sibling feels. u w u
THANK YOU FOR FILLING THIS WAS AWESOME AND PERFECT. <3 Gabriel was great for this role and you did good having him give information without giving away too much of the future. ;A; <3 Thank youuuuuu.

:-D

Dean and Benny get to have a chat about that time Dean was also a bloodsucker.
Because if this convo isn't seen in canon soon I might cry a little.

Yes, me again~ <3 You keep posting such wonderful prompts, I can't stay away, haha. I had a lot of fun writing Gabriel and Castiel interact, it's not something I do often. I'm very happy that you liked it! <3

“Ruby, are you sure you got everything?”

“Call me Santa Claus, ‘cause I checked the list twice.”

“Okay, you’re on vegetables –”

“Yes ma’am, Captain Milton.”

“Jo’s handling the turkey –”

“Since I've actually done this before...”

“And I’m on potatoes and sauces. Right, let’s get started.”

“I don’t see why you’re all getting so stressed over this.”

“Meg, if you aren’t going to help cook you could at least set the table.”

“Nah, I’d much rather watch this.”

...

“How fine is finely diced?”

“So long as everything’s the same size, it should cook okay. Meg, are you gonna lend me a hand stuffing this bird?”

“Normally, I’d jump at the offer, but not today. I’m going to stick to being a conscientious objector.”

“I’ll be there in a second, Jo – I just need to finish washing the cranberries.”

“Hurry up, I need to clean these sprouts.”

“Ugh.”

“Sprouts are traditional!”

“Yes, but are any of us going to eat them?”

“... Okay, lesson learned for next year.”

“I’ll start peeling the carrots instead.”

...

“Meg, could you please get out of the way?”

“Make me, angel.”

“Not now, the gravy will boil over!”

“Is the broccoli meant to be this colour?”

“Ooh, let me see!”

“Meg, sit. Ruby, you should probably take that off the heat now.”

“Is that smoke I see?”

“Shut up, Meg!”

“Jo, she's right. There actually is smoke...”

...

“Who even turned the oven up that high?”

“Don’t look at me!”

“Why not? You were against this from the start. We just wanted to have a traditional Christmas...”

“It was Ruby.”

“I didn’t –”

“You knocked the dial when you were reaching over to stir the peas.”

“I did? Why didn’t you say –”

“Let’s not fight, okay? It’s Christmas.”

“... So what are we going to eat?”

“I think the Chinese take-away is still open.”

“Who’s up for chow mein?”

“Anything we don’t have to cook ourselves.”

“I’ll drink to that. Tradition is overrated.”

(I digressed at one point. Sorry about that xD)
***
“He’s… sparkling.”

“I know.”

“His eye colour changes depending on how hungry he is and he’s venomous.”

“I know.”

“And he sparkles.”

“Dude. Believe me; I know .”

“What happened to the idea of scary vampires? All the vampires nowadays are teenage boys in love.”

“That’s not even the worst part! No matter how old they get; they stay that way! Dude was, what, 109 years old? And he’s still as sappy as they come.”

“I have never read a story about anyone trying harder to be so dramatically tragic ."

“Right? What I wanna know is this: What happened to the classics ? Dracula? Nosferatu? None of them really got it right either, but at least those were still scary. You know, Vampires !”

“I actually enjoyed Interview with the Vampire too, brother.”

“Hell, you know what; I’d even chose that over this modern crap.”

“It’s not just this one. All the books I have seen are like that. There’s another one with two Vampire brothers fighting over one girl…”

“Awesome. Just awesome.”

“… who just so happens to be a Doppelganger of a girl they used to fight over when they were still human.”

“Who even makes this crap up? Seriously. I mean, you have to be one desperate dude to play such a sexually frustrated vampire.”

“This is what Purgatory does to you. Next to all the crap we had to put up with, we come back to a world where people dress up as pseudo-vampires”

“Dude, you don’t know half of it. They use glitter . They do just about everything to get laid. And it even works! When I was a vampire…”

“When you were a vampire?”

“Long story. Don’t ask. Anyway, Sam and me, we’ve seen these kids in action. It’s was embarrassing for all of us. You should have seen that girl’s room.”

“Nah, I’m good. It sounds horrible enough.”

“I swear, the next guy I see dressing up as pathetic as that, I’m gonna start throwing punches.”

“And that would make you scarier than them.”

“Maybe you could flash your teeth at them. You know, just to remind them that vampires aren’t sex toys.”

“…”

“You haven’t even heard the worst part of it yet.”

“What, brother?”

“Dude, I swear on my life. There’s fanfiction about these guys, turned into a book. You have got to see this. Check it out; it’s called 50 Shades Of Grey … Yeah that one, right over there.”

“…This is not even funny anymore.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. But you know what?”

“What?”

“I bet it would make the perfect birthday present for Sammy.”

I put that I was on the wrong team - sorry! I'm on Lucifer/Gabriel. Hope I didn't cause too much hassle. I hear there's spreadsheets gone into this.

This was just adorable. Oh, Cas. Thank you so much! :D

“Who gave you the whisk, Gabriel? You’re making a complete mess.”

“A few specks on the table isn’t a ‘complete mess’, Raph.”

“You could be more careful.”

“You could be less anal.”

“Do I have to come over there and break you two up?”

“You could come over here and do something, Mike.”

“…you’re as bad as Lucifer.”

“Hey. I’m right here.”

“I know. Make yourself useful and put the water on to boil.”

“Gabriel, get your hand off my thigh, I’m trying to focus.”

“You could focus easier if you loosened up a little bit.”

“That is completely contrary.”

“Contrary is my middle name.”

“Gabriel! Don’t d- oh…”

“Looks like Gabe has the right idea.”

“Don’t even think about it, Lucifer.”

“Too late.”

“Gabriel…”

“Was that a warning or encouragement, I couldn’t quite tell.”

“I have a knife, and I will cut your hand off if you continue mocking me.”

“Very intimidating, Raph.”

“You two should get a room. Talk about making a mess on the table.”

“Are you gonna join us if we do, Mike?”

“I will.”

“You never need to be asked, Lucifer. You’re as insatiable as Gabriel.”

“I did teach him everything he knows. Besides, it doesn’t look like his insatiability is bothering you very much right now, Raphael.”

“…”

“Look, Lucifer, you made him blush.”

“Not you too, Michael. It’s bad enough that they mock me endlessly.”

“You make it so easy.”

“Come on, Raph; they had a point about the table.”

“We should be working on finishing dinner.”

“Mike will finish it; he’d pretty adamant about not joining us.”

“Hey! We all agreed to cook! Get back here you two! …like teenagers, I swear.”

“There’s a pizza place down the road, Michael. It’ll be open all night.”

“Not you too.”

“It’s Christmas Eve, Michael. Why not have a little fun?”

“Cooking is fun, and I- hey! Lucifer! Put me down!”

“Luci! Mike! Are you two coming or what?”

“We’ll be right there, Gabriel.”

“…I hate you.”

“Shut up.”

“Whoa there, Cas. You don’t look so good.”

“No thanks to you.”

“Oh, come on, Cassie. What’s a harmless little deep sea trench between brothers?”

“I fail to see what is so amusing about what you did to me.”

“You’ve got a bit of seaweed in your hair.”

“Why are you doing this? What purpose does it serve?”

“Why am I putting the Winchesters through the wringer, you mean?”

“What else would I mean?”

“Because it’s fun. Do I need another reason?”

“For once in your life, Gabriel, tell the truth.”

“What makes you think I’m not telling the truth?”

“Because Lucifer is walking free for the first time in millennia and you’re here.”

“…and?”

“And I know how close you were to him.”

“Lots of us were close to him. What’s your point?”

“You’re not doing this because it’s fun. You’re doing this because you’re grieving.”

“Haha, really? That’s a good one, Cas.”

“I’m being serious. This is what you meant, wasn’t it? You told me once, a long time ago, that after the flood, it would get worse. You knew this would happen.”

“…so you remember that.”

“And now that it’s here, you don’t know what to do. You know you can’t stop it. So what are you doing, Gabriel?”

“…”

“It takes a lot to render the Voice of God speechless.”

“Shut up, smart ass.”

“I can’t help but notice you’re not denying it.”

“What is there to deny? That I knew something like this was going to happen? That it kills me Lucifer is back, knowing what Michael’s gonna do to him? That I have all this power, enough to rival Michael himself, but I can’t do anything with it that will help? This is what I can do, Cas. This is all I can do; convince those two chuckleheads to hop on board and get it over with. Just rip the band aid off and be done with it!”

“How is that going to make anything better?”

“Was I speaking a foreign language?”

“…technically, anything other than Enochian is a foreign language for us.”

“I will put you right back in that trench, Castiel, don’t think I won’t.”

“Don’t you think helping us would be more advantageous? Wouldn’t stopping this whole thing be more worthwhile? Less painful?”

“It can’t be stopped! Don’t you get that? This thing, this battle, it’s going to happen. You can’t stop it, they can’t stop it, I can’t stop it. Might as well have a little fun before the lights go out, don’t you think?”

“You could be doing something, Gabriel. Something worthwhile with all that power of yours. But instead, you’re wasting it because you’ve already given up. But I haven’t. The Winchester’s have taught me better than that. In a year, I’ve learned more than you have in the thousands of years you’ve been here. Think of all the things you could do with just a little bit of faith.”

“…”

“I’m not going to let you continue to put them through this. Send me where you will, but I will always return. I haven’t given up, even if you have.”

This was really, really good. Thank you!

“Oi, kid.

“Yes, you!

“Beat it! Geez.”

…

“Oh for the- no, don’t run! I didn’t mean it like that. Are all seraphim this sensitive? You can’t play around here, is all.”

…

“This is your cue to ask why not.”

“…Why… not?”

“He’s capable of verbal communication! What a breakthrough.”

“I’m not meant to talk to my older brothers and sisters unless they talk to me first.”

“Doesn’t it sound like I’m talking to you?”

“…Yes.”

“See? Done. You may speak- uh… Cata… Castra…”

“Castiel.”

“Castiel! Right. Totally knew that. Anyhoo, this beach: not a playground. See that fish? Little grey floppy thing, right over there.”

“This fish?”

“Darn strai- NO! Get back!”

“Ah-“

“Don’t step on that fish, Castiel. Big plans for that fish.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’ve basically been waiting all day to say that to someone.”

“I’m- glad to have… helped…”

“Don’t strain yourself. Seriously, though, I really pulled the long straw with the whole protect-the-fish thing. I mean, the only sentient life forms around here are telepathic – there ain’t a whole lot for Heaven’s Messenger to be getting on with, most of the time.”

“Anael says archangels are very, very busy, and I mustn’t bother you. I’m sorry to bother you.”

“Who’s that- your wing leader? Yeah, she’s pretty much right, for the others. I’m not much for legwork, though. I’m more your Annunciation guy.”

“What’s an Annunciation?”

“Touché, kiddo.”

“Well, why’s the fish so important, then?”

“See, that’s the thing. It’s really not. Not in the grand scheme of things. It’s one little mutation riding on the surf of a vast sea of other mutations, and it’ll probably die off before it reproduces, because, hell, would you wanna take a guy with legs home to meet the parents?”

“…”

“Aaand, I’ve lost you.”

“I don’t want to be lost.”

“Yeah, I’m feeling that. Well, Castiel, think of it like this. This is actually how Father pitched it to me.”

“Really?”

“Do I look like I’d lie to you? …Okay, yeah, I walked into that one. But, yes, to answer the question, this is literally exactly what He said. Kind of. With embellishments. But mostly what He said. You up for it?”

“Tell me. Please.”

“Okay, you got me. So… There’s this great, wide, wild universe out there, right? And we can see it, every little part. But, this fish? It can’t see anything. Nothing but… grey, grotty sand. That’s all. It’ll die before it even sees much of that. And, when it does? The next one comes along. Because every so often, there’s gonna be a quadrupedal fish, and maybe, one day, there’ll be two at once. Or a particularly openminded parent-to-be; whatever. But the seas’ll get crowded, and there’s all this grotty old sand to colonise, so- why not, y’know?”

“I thought it was important, though. The fish.”

“Yeah, I don’t really get it, either.”

“Well… maybe it’s because- sorry. I didn’t mean to talk out of turn.”

“No, go on. I’m curious as to how you’re gonna logic this.”

“It could be this fish.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. It might die, but it might not. This might be the special fish. That’s what’s so important. There’s still hope. There might not be if He just made the right one. Maybe. I don’t know.”

“Well, that was- vaguely profound and ultimately meaningless. Good on you. Say, if I were to – for instance – sneak off to the Garden to talk to my big brothers about, uh, vital archangelic socio-economic quantum intiatives- you wouldn’t tell, right?”

“No, brother. Not unless someone asked. Then I would say you were off on vital archangelic socio-economic quantum intiatives.”

“Right. Cool. Awesome. You’re a good kid, Castial.”

“Castiel.”

“Yup. I’ll just be. Going. Now. It’s vital!”

“Yes, brother. I’ll just stay here and guard the fish, then.”

…

“I think you’re important.”

Why shouldn't you take a joint from a guy named Don?

Gabriel and Lucifer are up to mischief again. Of course, Gabriel just adores bugging uptight Michael, and hey, who's Lucifer to deny him?

<333 I really love the tone you used and how obedient Castiel is, just like how he was before he met the Winchesters! I really enjoyed to way they addressed each other as well. u w u THANK YOU FOR FILLING THIIIIIS~ <333

Please excuse me while I cry. That was fantastic.

Bobby: “This goddamn demon. I ain't ever heard of somethin' that mutilates its victims like this. Not with the precision this bastard's puttin' into it.”

Crowley: “Put the books away, love, you've been at it for hours.”

Bobby: “How am I gonna get this done unless I focus? And you're distractin' me.”

Crowley: “So testy tonight. I think someone needs a foot rub.”

Bobby: “Balls, Crowley, give it a rest already.”

Crowley: “Would you please stop using that word?”

Bobby: “What? What word?”

Crowley: “Balls. It's vulgar and...and you're not even using it properly.”

Bobby: “Thanks for the input, Sherlock, but I don't care.”

Crowley: “You stupid Americans, honestly, I don't understand why you people have completely given up on proper slang in your society.”

Bobby: “Excuse me, Mr. High And Mighty, but I can kick you out into the cold of the outside world anytime I want. You're only here 'cause of charity.”

Crowley: “Mhmm. Sure."

Bobby: "I'm serious."

Crowley: "It's not at all about those great orgasms I give to you every night?”

Bobby: “Oh shuddup.”

Crowley: “Anyway, you great buffoon, if you'd like to contiue recieveing such excellent services in the bedroom, I'd recommend you start working on your terminology.”

Bobby: “Yeah, like your stupid 'bollocks' is any better.”

Crowley: “It is! It's a time honored piece of British slang and at least I use it correctly.”

Bobby: “You're just makin' excuses for yourself.”

Crowley: “No, I'm teaching you a lesson.”

Bobby: “I'm an old man, I don't need no lessons.”

Crowley: “Oh yes, but you're my old man, Robert.”

Bobby: “Listen up, if you start suckin' up to me while I'm tryin' to do my work, I promise I'll start makin' a devil's trap right where you stand.”

Crowley: “Mmm, please take control like this more often. It's rather attractive on you.”

Bobby: “I just can't win, can I?”

Crowley: “Maybe not with your pointless research...but I know a way to teach you the proper usage of, for lack of better words, your balls.”

Bobby: “.....give me ten minutes.”

Crowley: “Five.”

Bobby: “Deal.”

Jo: “Mom, I think the Winchesters are here!”

Ellen: “You sure?”

Jo: “Look! Look! That's their car! That's the Impala!”

Ellen: “Jo, you haven't finished your chores yet–”

Jo: “Dean!”

Dean: “Hey Josie.”

Jo: “Sam! What are you guys doing here?”

Dean: “Dad's doin' a job and he wanted to stop by.”

Ellen: “Got a gig you're workin'?”

John: “Yeah, up in Lincoln, figured we were close enough, thought the kids could use a little break from being on the road.”

Ellen: “What is it this time? Vamps?”

John: “Regular old vengeful spirit. Nothin' we can't handle.”

Ellen: “Fair enough. Can I get you a drink?”

John: “Whiskey, please, ma'am. No rocks.”

Ellen: “How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that? Ellen is perfectly fine. Just 'cause you work with my husband doesn't mean you and I have to be on business terms.”

Jo: “Dean, Dean, Dean, look at my new knife!”

Dean and Sam: “Oh cool!”

Jo: “Look how the blade curves out at the end. It's supposed to help kill the demons faster. My daddy gave it to me.”

Ellen: “Joanna Beth?”

Jo: “What?”

Ellen: “What did I tell you about playing with your weapons in front of company?”

Jo: “But moooommm. It's just Dean and Sam!”

John: “It's alright, Ellen, my boys are used to putting together shotguns and building salt bombs for fun. A little knife like that isn't any surprise to them.”

Jo: “It's not little!”

Ellen: “...if you insist...”

Sam: “Hey, Jo, look at this bruise I got a couple days ago.”

Jo: “Woah, awesome.”

Dean: “Yeah, he got it 'cause he didn't listen when I told him to wait behind me. We were tracking a Shifter. Sammy was supposed to stay back, but he never listens.”

Sam: “Hey!”

Dean: “Just admit it, little bro, you're a pain in the butt.”

Jo: “At least your daddy takes you out hunting. Mom won't let me yet. She says I'll get hurt.”

Dean: “Yeah, but that's the fun part.”

Ellen: “Hey kids, how about you play tag out back or something? John and I have some business to discuss.”

Jo: “I can show you guys my new target, c'mon.”

Sam: “Dean says that girls play with Barbies and wear princess clothes. How come you don't, huh?”

Jo: “Eww, no way. Barbies are stupid.”

Dean: “Jo's not a girl. She's pretty much one of the guys.”

Jo: “But better.”

Dean: “Yeah, sure.”

Jo: “Hey, I can kick your ass, Winchester.”

Sam: “Don't let your mom hear you swearing. Remember last time?”

Jo: “Whatever. I'd get a head start if I were you boys. I'll give you sixty seconds and then I'm running after you.”

Sam: “You're gonna be it?”

Jo: “Yup. I'm gonna show you how a girl can be just as good as a boy.”

Dean: “I'd like to see you try, princess.”

Jo: “Oh you're gonna wish you'd never been born!”

...and then everyone in the scene dies ;A;
This was gorgeous and not a little painful ;) thank you!! <3

“Gabriel.”

“Hey Cas! It’s been a long time, hasn’t it.”

“Untie me.”

“Not going to happen. I know you’re just going to run off and save your little Winchesters. I can’t have you doing that, now can I?”

“What do you gain from this?”

“To think you used to be the unquestioningly loyal one! You’ve gotten real nosey, you know.”

“I don’t care. The Winchesters will-”

“Stop Dad’s big plans? Ha, you know that isn’t going to happen. As it is in Heaven, so it must be on Earth. Sam and Dean Winchester are the vessels for Michael and Lucifer. They aren’t getting out of this. This is their predetermined destiny. You can’t fight Fate. Or, well, you can, but they’re all nasty bitches and they get the job done eventually.”

“They can stop the Apocalypse. I’m sure of it - I have faith in them.”

“Faith? Where will that get you? Have you even looked at how our brothers and sisters act? Have faith! Just listen to yourself. If you have faith, Daddy will come and stop the fighting. No! It doesn’t work that way. They can’t see it - Dad’s not coming back. He left us and the humans.”

“Even so, do you truly believe the humans aren’t worth saving? You’ve spent all this time with them, yet you’re willing to let them all die?”

“Castiel, I don’t think you understand. You don’t know them like I do - Michael and Lucifer. I would do anything for my brothers, but this is too much. I hate watching them fight. I don’t want to see one of them die.”

“I understand fine. What I’m not getting is why you’re not doing anything to stop it.”

“That’s because there’s nothing to be done. You know that.”

“Dean Winchester has taught me that there’s free will. That you can choose your own path rather than staying to the one given to you. Don’t you see, dear brother? We’ve already strayed from that path. You, me, and Lucifer. We’ve all left Heaven’s plan.”

“...I suppose that’s one way of thinking about it.”

“We can leave. They don’t need to die. Not either of them.”

“Do you know what I think?”

“No. Would you care to enlighten me?”

“You talk too much. Way too much for a former low ranked angel. I wonder what makes you tick differently from the rest of Daddy’s little angels.”

“I don’t find that in the least funny.”

“Hey! It was a little funny.”

“That was about as funny as Sam’s gas problems.”

“... So, you going to sit down yet?”

“What?”

“I have a feeling we’re going to be here for a while. Who knows when the Winchesters’ll finally come knocking down on us?”

“I’m afraid I’m not following.”

“What I mean is sit down for a while.”

“My hands are tied.”

“Yeah, don’t worry about that.”

“...Gabriel, what are you doing to my neck?”

“I’m tired of hearing you talk about our brothers and the Apocalypse. Let’s think of something else. I mean, you’re in an attractive vessel, I’m in an attractive vessel... wait, are you blushing? Are you really going to tell me you having done it yet.”

“... There hasn’t been a chance.”

“Whaat?”

“Stop laughing. Now. This isn’t funny, Gabriel.”

“It is! It’s very funny! Haha, not even with Dean-o?”

“Why would I- what? Dean and I don’t-”

“Just sit tight and relax, little bro. I’ll make sure this is more than just a pleasurable experience for you.”

“You’re just trying to distract me.”

“Ah, but it’s working, isn’t it?”

Jo: “You've got your books?”

Hailey: “Yep.”

Jo: “Pens and pencils?”

Hailey: “Uh huh.”

Jo: “An umbrella in case it rains?”

Hailey: “Mama, it's not gonna rain. Daddy checked the weather on TV, 'member?”

Jo: “Well....that could change. You can never be too careful.”

Hailey: “Daddy said you were gonna freak out.”

Jo: “What? I'm...I'm not freaking out! I'm just being cautious and making sure everything is prepared and–”

Ash: “You're freaking out.”

Jo: “You're not helping.”

Ash: “Here's your lunch, kiddo.”

Hailey: “Peanut butter and banana?”

Ash: “Peanut butter and banana, cut into triangles.”

Jo: “Make sure you drink all your milk and if anyone tries to steal your food just–”

Hailey: “Hit 'em in the jaw.”

Jo: “Yes, hit them in the....wait, what?”

Hailey: “Daddy said you said I should hit the mean kids in the jaw when they make fun of me.”

Jo: “I didn't....well....”

Ash: “Uh...look at the time, I think someone's gotta get to her bus-stop.”

Hailey: “You're gonna walk with me right? Play butterflies in the window?”

Ash: “Of course.”

Jo: “What? But I wanted to walk her to the bus-stop. I'm going too.”

Hailey: “Daddy said you'd cry if you went with us. He said you wouldn't let me get on the bus.”

Jo: “What? Miles....”

Ash: “Mama can watch us from the window. That way she can wave at you too when the bus leaves.”

Jo: “But....but I....”

Hailey: “It's okay, mama, I'll make butterflies for you too.”

Ash: “We've gotta get out there. Your bus is gonna be here in two minutes. And remember what mama told you?”

Hailey: “Never be late for the bus. I know.”

Ash: “Atta girl. Now c'mon.”

Jo: “Wait, I really have to wait inside?”

Ash: “You really think you'll be able to let her go?”

Hailey: “Daddy, hurry up!”

Ash: “Let's give mama a kiss and we can run to the bus.”

~

Ash: “Jo, you alright?”

Jo: “I think I forgot her favorite gummies. You know, her vitamin gummies? I was gonna pick out the cherry ones. She hates the cherry ones.”

Ash: “She can have 'em with dinner later. It's gonna be okay.”

Jo: “Miles, what if the bigger kids pick on her?”

Ash: “Come on, she's a Harvelle. You really think she'll let the other kids push her around?”

Jo: “I just...I can't believe you told her to punch the other kids.”

Ash: “What would you have said?”

Jo: “I would have said....the same thing. Fine. You win.”

Ash: “Just think, only five more hours and she'll be home again and you won't be able to shut her up.”

Jo: “I guess.”

Ash: “And then in ten years she won't want anythin' to do with us.”

Jo: “Don't say that.”

Ash: “If she's anythin' like you, and you know she is, she'll be wantin' to get away as soon as she gets her license. We'll see her for one hour of the day and that'll be it.”

Jo: “It's good to know I married such an optimist.”

Ash: “Yeah, well I got stuck with an overprotective control freak, I think I've got you beat.”

Jo: “Oh you better run.”

Ash: “And why's that?”

Jo: “'Cause this overprotective control freak is gonna kick your ass into next week.”

Dean: "Sammy, you okay?"

Sam: "Oh god...Dean...what the hell was that?"

Dean: "What are you talkin' about? Why're you throwin' up, man?"

Sam: "It was the...oh god hold on...."

Dean: "It was the what? You got morning sickness or somethin'? 'Cause I told you to start goin' on the pill–"

Sam: "Dean, this isn't funny. It's from that weed I bought."

Dean: "You bought weed and you didn't share with me?"

Sam: "Dude, look at me. You don't want any."

Dean: "So wait a minute, you got a bad joint. That happens. You just need to build a stronger stomach."

Sam: "I dunno, this...this feels like shit."

Dean: "Smells like it too..."

Sam: "Are you just gonna stand there and make fun of me or are you gonna help?"

Dean: "What, you want me to hold your hair back or somethin'?"

Sam: "No. I want you to go to the guy I bought it from and get a refund."

Dean: "Well who'd you get it from?"

Sam: "This uh...ugh hold on..."

Dean: "Dude? Out of your nose?"

Sam: "Shut up, you jerk."

Dean: "Hey, at least I'm not a bitch like you."

Sam: "I got it from this guy in the room next door. I think he said his name was Don?"

Dean: "Don? DON? Are you serious, Sammy?!"

Sam: "What? Dude, don't scream at me."

Dean: "Never take a joint from a guy named Don! I told you that last week after he sold me parsley instead of pot and I smoked it. Remember?"

Sam: "Uh no."

Dean: "Dammit, Sam, you don't listen to anything I say. NEVER TAKE A JOINT FROM A GUY NAMED DON. It's bad news."

Sam: "I'm pretty sure this isn't parsley."

Dean: "Where is it? Where's the joint?"

Sam: "Uh, on the dresser, why?"

Dean: "Hold on a sec."

"HA I WAS RIGHT!"

Sam: "What?"

Dean: "Parsley."

Sam: "Parsley makes you barf when you smoke it?"

Dean: "Apparently, man."

Sam: "Great...this sucks. Should we call Bobby?"

Dean: "No, you'll be fine in an hour. Just promise me this: Never take a joint from a guy named Don. Got it?"

Sam: "Yeah, yeah. I heard you the first time."

Dean: "Now uh...clean up your face, you look like Linda Blair from The Exorcist."

I love this, thank you!

Okay honey do you remember everything Mommy said? What have you gotta watch out for?

The rotten egg smell...

Good and?

Black fog.

Smoke sweetie, smoke. What about demons?

They don’t exist.

And what do Mommy and Daddy do?

You run the bar, but Daddy goes to Doctor School too.

Well Miss Harvelle, does she pass the test?

I guess she does.

That’s cause she’s clever, right kid? You’re gonna be top of your class.

Daddy my shirt!

What, can’t a man hug his daughter on her first day of school?

Oh God.

...

Elle honey, why don’t you go check your backpack, alright?

Alright.

Alright, good girl. ...Are you okay?

Yeah I... tch. Since when was she big enough for school?

Since eight hours ago. This is only her first day. She’s not going anywhere, you’re not going to lose her.

Sixteen more years of this crap.

If we’re lucky. It’ll get easier. Soon you’ll be wishing she stayed there longer.

I don’t want her to go to that place. I’m scared it will... it’ll change her.

Into what? A demon?

Worse. Into me.

...

I was bullied, d’y’know that?

No.

I was the girl with the knives. The freak who doodled occult symbols in her margins. I don’t want Elle to be that girl. But I want her safe too.

She will be safe. And she’s going to be absolutely fine. She has us. She has you. C’mere.

...

This is everyone’s first day. But we’re going to see her through her school years, and all the years after that. And everything... is going... to be fine.

When you lie around your kisses you almost sound like you know what you’re talking about.

Trust me. I’m gonna be a doctor.

Daddy it’s eight thirty!

Shit. Have a good day. Don’t panic. Distract yourself. She’s going to do great. I love you.

*slam*

I love you too.

Edited 2012-12-07 08:09 (UTC)

"You rang?"
"What's this crap I been hearin' about some picture of me you been showin' around?"
"Oh you mean this picture?"
"Give me that!"
"Like hell!"
"Then delete the damn picture!"
"Why would I do that?"
"You have every little pissant demon that crosses my path laughing in my face. How am I supposed to do my job like this? Huh?"
"Well that's not my problem"
"I could make it your problem."
"Yeah? That a promise?"
"Look, what the hell do I gotta do to get you to stop showin' that picture?"
"Make me an offer."
"An offer? You serious? You want me to make another demon deal?"
"Yes. You want me to get rid of this picture? Make it worth my while."
"And what exactly would make it worth your while, demon?"
"Oh I could think of plenty of things that are worth more than just a kiss."
"Oh, fuck off!"
"Precisely."

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Bonus Round 2

Re: FILL: Castiel & Gabriel (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

Re: FILL: Ellen/Mary, simultaneous parenting and case-solving (Team Dean/Victor)

PROMPT: Dean&Benny (Team Gabe/Luci/Mike)

Re: FILL: Castiel & Gabriel (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

Fill: Tradition, Anna/Jo/Meg/Ruby (Mods)

FILL: Dean/Benny, vampire conversation (Team Gabriel/Lucifer)

Re: FILL: Castiel&Leviathans (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

Re: FILL: Castiel & Cat, Interrogation (Team Gabriel/Lucifer)

FILL: Michael/Lucifer/Raphael/Gabriel (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

FILL: Truth & Hope (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

Re: FILL: Truth & Hope (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

Re: FILL: Castiel&Gabriel, Very Important Fish (Team Gabriel/Lucifer)

PROMPT: Dean&Sam (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

Gabriel&Lucifer&Michael, How to annoy Michael 101 (Team Castiel/Lucifer)

Re: FILL: Castiel&Gabriel, Very Important Fish (Team Gabriel/Lucifer)

Re: FILL: Transcending (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

FILL: 5 More Minutes, PG-13, (Team Ash/Jo)

FILL: She's No Princess (Team Ash/Jo)

Re: FILL: She's No Princess (Team Ash/Jo)

FILL: Gabriel/Cas, Changing Channels (Team Castiel/Lucifer)

FILL: Butterflies, Ash/Jo (Team Ash/Jo)

FILL: Parsley (Team Ash/Jo)

Re: FILL: Castiel/Dean Phone Sex (Team Dean/Victor)

FILL: Adam/Jo(&Elle): First days (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

Fill: Crowley/Bobby (Team Ash/Jo)