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> delivery! Damn, I'm exhausted... and those pesky demons! No, not sexy like you... I'll be more around when that hellish brat is born.
*his eye twitches* D-drugs? I'm watching over a pregnant woman! No time to even scratch my balls! Constant ice-cream/pickles/weird crap >
Dean... @Jerkchester_ Don't get paranoid, babe. I still DO love you... ssjdebusk.tumblr.com/post/16…
*wears a giant condom covering all his body.Sits sobbing in the corner as he finds babies exceptionally disturbing* ssjdebusk.tumblr.com/post/16…
> bodies must have been locked somewhere else, but there were some documents on the desk. He stood silent, only looking around.*
> After all angels were super creative. He stopped at the door and as Dean pushed it open, he stepped inside. The room was empty. The >
> sighed knowing he'd have to keep his /boyfriend/ on a very short leash and come up with a wide range of very sophisticated punishments. >
> He'd have to somehow tame the beast, the demon, too. He didn't even have to look to realise what Dean had done. He rolled his eyes and >
*he knew building a relationship with a demon was going to be the toughest battle in his life. Clinging to the "Dean" part wasn't enough. >
> to anyone. All we need is to see the bodies and check the autopsy report. *he did try to sound /professional/, after all it was his >
> distracting - he finished the sentence in his thoughts* To the morgue then. *he said and headed right there* We don't even have to talk >
> moaning. Cas cleared his throat and looked towards the other end of the corridor* Right... I'm adorable and you're... *unbearably >
