Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge - Happy Birthday, The Tribble Master. She wanted some drunken Castiel.

Prompt Word: "hold".

Word Count: 100 words on the dot.

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Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.

Drunken Angel

By: Vanessa Sgroi

"Here, Sam, hold on to him while I open the door."

Sam grumbled as Dean shoved a weaving, weak-kneed Castiel into his arms. "I don't understand it—how does an angel get drunk? I mean, what drink makes an angel drunk?"

"Dunno—the old 'demon rum'?"

Castiel bobbed, weaved, and giggled. Sam tightened his grip. "Hurry up, he's getting heavy."

Dean finally got the door open. Both brothers pushed the angel inside, easing him down on the bed.

"Was-hic-was-hic-wasssail. Wassail—Clarence's favorite drink," slurred Cas.

"Clarence? Wait, you mean, CLARENCE from 'It's a Wonderful Life'? He's real?" marveled Sam.

"Hic-'course-hic-he-is."

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