Castiel always felt that Hufflepuff House had gotten a raw deal in the books. Their one shining student, Cedric Diggory, had been offed with little to-no mention past halfway into Order of the Phoenix. He had to change that. First order of business, he needed a wand. Not just any wood would do for that.
He had to make a journey deeper into South Dakota, to the fabled Lone Cottonwood that grew on the vast prairie, the tree planted by his Slytherin Brother, Gabriel on a 'hunch.' He couldn't travel there by angelic means, that would defeat the quest purpose.
Castiel came down to the library carrying two sacks. "We are going on a quest." He tossed one bag to each of the brothers.
"Cas, what the hell?" Dean looked up from the book he'd been reading.
"A quest." Castiel replied. "We must dress for the part before we leave in your black Chariot of Might."
Dean wasn't sure if Cas had just insulted the Impala or not, but he decided to indulge the angel for a moment and peered into the sack and pulled out a fedora. "I don't get it."
"You're Kansas Winchester, Dean. You already have the leather jacket."
Sam meanwhile had pulled his own outfit out and was too stunned to speak. Maybe it was the boots. Maybe it was the tunic. No.. it wasn't those. It was the tights.
"Sam's an elf." Castiel said, smiling. "Hurry, we must leave before the South Dakota Oracle returns and tries to stop us."
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Date: 2011-07-31 03:53 pm (UTC)He had to make a journey deeper into South Dakota, to the fabled Lone Cottonwood that grew on the vast prairie, the tree planted by his Slytherin Brother, Gabriel on a 'hunch.' He couldn't travel there by angelic means, that would defeat the quest purpose.
Castiel came down to the library carrying two sacks. "We are going on a quest." He tossed one bag to each of the brothers.
"Cas, what the hell?" Dean looked up from the book he'd been reading.
"A quest." Castiel replied. "We must dress for the part before we leave in your black Chariot of Might."
Dean wasn't sure if Cas had just insulted the Impala or not, but he decided to indulge the angel for a moment and peered into the sack and pulled out a fedora. "I don't get it."
"You're Kansas Winchester, Dean. You already have the leather jacket."
Sam meanwhile had pulled his own outfit out and was too stunned to speak. Maybe it was the boots. Maybe it was the tunic. No.. it wasn't those. It was the tights.
"Sam's an elf." Castiel said, smiling. "Hurry, we must leave before the South Dakota Oracle returns and tries to stop us."