At this point Sam was lost to giggles again. Dean glared at him a moment, then returned his attention to the completely freaking bonkers angel in front of him. "He's a what and I'm a what and what is your damage exactly?"
"Come on, 'Kansie,'" Sam managed to splutter out between bouts of doubling-over laughter. "Your chariot awaits." He held up the tights. "What do you think?"
Dean turned to him and immediately felt the urge to hurl. "You're not."
"Of course I'm not." Sam rolled his eyes and threw the tights aside. "You do know what he's doing, though, right? The movie references?"
"I know he's probably cursed." Dean grumbled. "Dude. Cas. Snap out of the Matrix, would you?"
Castiel just continued his march outside to the car, head held high like a man on a mission. "He's gonna get himself killed," Dean muttered, and-- what else could he do? -- followed close behind.
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Date: 2011-07-31 05:55 pm (UTC)"Come on, 'Kansie,'" Sam managed to splutter out between bouts of doubling-over laughter. "Your chariot awaits." He held up the tights. "What do you think?"
Dean turned to him and immediately felt the urge to hurl. "You're not."
"Of course I'm not." Sam rolled his eyes and threw the tights aside. "You do know what he's doing, though, right? The movie references?"
"I know he's probably cursed." Dean grumbled. "Dude. Cas. Snap out of the Matrix, would you?"
Castiel just continued his march outside to the car, head held high like a man on a mission. "He's gonna get himself killed," Dean muttered, and-- what else could he do? -- followed close behind.