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E/O Challenge: Fool. 3 x 100-word drabbles about foolish actions. #1: Where Dean leads Castiel follows, or is it the other way around? #2: Another round of prank wars continues to escalate... #3: Crowley runs his own version of a reality TV show. Happy Birthday Dizzo and OpheliacAngel!
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Scorn of Fools
"Save me from all my transgressions; do not make me the scorn of fools" - Psalm 39:8
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A/N: Where Dean leads Castiel follows, or is it the other way around?
Who's the More Foolish: the Fool, or the Fool who Follows Him?
"For Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread" - 'An essay on criticism', Alexander Pope (1709)
Castiel had tracked the demons without effort, but now stood glaring at the sigil-covered warehouse.
"Problem?" asked Dean, picking up on the angel's misgivings.
"It looks like anti-angel warding, but it's incomplete..." intoned Castiel suspiciously.
Dean frowned at Castiel's hesitation. "So they're a bunch of fools who don't know their Enochian. It'll be fine."
Castiel gave a terse nod and, with a fluttering of wings, was gone.
As if on cue, metal shutters painted with the missing symbols crashed down, blocking the windows and entrance and completing the warding.
Dean swore and broke into a run without a second thought.
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A/N: Another round of prank wars continues to escalate...
Vehicular Repossession
"A quick temper will make a fool of you soon enough" - Bruce Lee
"It's a trap" shrieked Sam, swinging from a tree by a rope around his ankle.
"I know... you just stepped into mine. Told you I'd get you back. No time to hang about; gotta fix your vandalism."
"I didn't scratch that sigil on your car! But I've done the research; it's for possessing inanimate objects."
"Sammy, you've already tricked me into exorcising Baby once, remember?"
"But it's real this time!"
"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice..." Dean glared, climbing into the car.
The Impala's engine growled and her headlights flashed red.
"...shame on me?" Dean finished weakly.
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A/N: Crowley runs his own version of a reality TV show.
Reality CCTV
"The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes" - Winston Churchill
"Moose just used a hairclip to pick the lock!" Crowley cackled at the CCTV monitor. "We should keep a watch on his hair. I wouldn't be surprised if there's still demon blood in it! Especially those sideburns..."
Crowley rubbed his hands together. "Look, here comes Dean! Took him long enough to realize the backdoor's unguarded. Finally! I've not done a decent monologue in months."
"He's letting 'em get away again," groaned First Minion, rolling his eyes.
"There's no fool like an old fool," nodded Second Minion, sagely.
"Why can't we just kill 'em?"
"Where's the fun in that?" chuckled Crowley.
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