Hi! First fanfiction ever so please forgive the bad writing.
Sam and Dean walked into 'The viper room' bar on the outscrutes of Las Vegas, Neveda, to see it almost empty. There was a few girls sitting at a booth a few tables away, giggling and beckoning them over. Sam looked over to his brother as if asking for permission. Dean gave him a nodd and watched as his brother excitedly ran over to them.
He walked over to the bar to see two guys there. One was blond and in a suit talking to the other with a british accent. The other male was fairly shorter and smaller with dark brown hair, inntently listening to the british one.
Dean walked over to the smaller one," Hey babe, come here often?" he said with sly smile.
"No." The smaller man responed.
"Well, I should be going," The british one said " Call me if you need me Cassie" He said as he walked away.
"So your name is Cassie?" Dean asked jokingly.
"No, my name is Castiel." He said flatly.
"Religious family huh?"
"Very much so." Castiel said with a sigh.
"Well to get your mind off them, how about you be the prince and I'll be the other prince, its a love story babyjust say yes." Dean smiled sweetly.
"But you didn't ask me a yes or no question,and I understand why we have to pretend to be royalty." Castiel sent him a questioning look that turned Deans legs to mush. He looked like a lost puppy.
"My names Dean. By the way, are you wearing space pants because you ass is out of this world." The bartender boo'ed at that line and Dean sent him a murderous look.
"My posterior is firmly on this planet Dean," Castiel said almost defenseively,"These trousers are 100 percent cotten and would not be suitable for spacetravel."
Ok. Either this guy is a troll or he is an idiot.
"I think it is time for me to leave." Castiel said and walked away.
Sam walked over and asked " Bro, what just happened?"
"I have no idea." He said and faced palmed.
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