Disclaimer: I own nothing
Challenge word: Kit
Warnings: this is a crack!fic. Pretend Gabriel didn't die in season 5.
Summary: With all of Cas's new responsibilities, some things fell by the way side and someone had to pick up the slack.
A/N: This is what happens when you work in the ER all night and get zero sleep before writing.
Gabriel begrudgingly entered the Heavenly penthouse and with one last breath, he kissed his dignity goodbye.
"Kitty! Kit-kit-kit-kitty!"
He shuffled around the kitchen.
"Kitty! What is your name, stupid, good-for-nothing cat?"
He snatched the can opener and cranked it around a small dish.
"How did I get stuck with this job?" He muttered to no one.
Soon, a fluffy grey cat gracefully leaped onto the counter. Gabriel leaned his head on one hand and scratched his new little friend with the other.
"I don't care if he's fighting a war, he should still have to feed his own damn cat."
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Jan. 1, 2012