"Hello Dean"
"Lucifer sucks"
"Guinea Pigs"
"Random Scribbles" He actually wrote 'random scribbles'. I've been scouring the bunker for over an hour with a blacklight cleaning up Cas's mess. Hold up-that sounds wrong. I'll back up for a second.
A few weeks ago, Dean played a joke on Cas. Bought an invisible ink pen and wrote Cas a grocery list and sent him out. When he got there, the ink was invisible and Cas got confused and flustered and ran all the way home. After Dean showed him the trick and explained it and gave it a week, Cas became obsessed. Bought a bunch of invisible ink pens. Starting graffiting every flat surface in the bunker.
I'm tired of it. So I've decided to cut him off. Dean and Cas go out to run errands a couple times a week. Dean would never let Cas drive the Impala. I'm still not allowed to drive it. So this afternoon they went out, I threw out all the pens and ink bottles and everything, and got a blacklight and a sponge and started cleaning all of the graffiti away. Some of it was funny. Some of it was kinda sad. Some of it was pictures. All of it needed to go.
So here I am. I've finished cleaning Cas's room, the kitchen, the living room, and now I'm just scanning a couple hallways. I throw the blacklight around, and catch something outside of Dean's room. I get a closer look and see its a little star. It's cute, sure, but I scrub it anyway. Then I catch the reflection of some more ink inside Dean's room. Weird, but I go in. "Dean's room" is written in big letters above his bed.
But that's not what catches my eye. There's more light. Light that isn't on the wall. That isn't...ink.
"Sam?"
I turn around. They're back. We stare at each other.
"Uhhh...do you two have something to tell me?"
AN: check out all of the art work on deviantart under the same name. Thanks for reading!