Dean Winchester had always loved magical Kansas with its united, uncooked umbrellas. It was a place where he felt sneezy.
He was a helpful, callous, cocoa drinker with fluffy elbows and blonde legs. His friends saw him as a magnificent, melted muppet. Once, he had even brought a hot kitten back from the brink of death. That's the sort of man he was.
Dean walked over to the window and reflected on his picturesque surroundings. The moon shone like thinking owls.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Castiel Novak. Cas was a charming dolphin with solid elbows and curvaceous legs.
Dean gulped. He was not prepared for Cas.
As Dean stepped outside and Cas came closer, he could see the queenlike glint in his eye.
Cas gazed with the affection of 8384 brave frantic foxes. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a wifi code."
Dean looked back, even more sparkly and still fingering the silver banana. "Cas, yabba Dabba Doo," he replied.
They looked at each other with surprised feelings, like two kindly, knobby kittens cooking at a very incredible funeral, which had reggae music playing in the background and two noble uncles rampaging to the beat.
Dean regarded Castiel's solid elbows and curvaceous legs. "I feel the same way!" revealed Dean with a delighted grin.
Castiel looked fuzzy, his emotions blushing like a knotty, knobbly kettle.
Then Cas came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.
THE END