COMPUTER CRASH
WOW: fragile. Dean's in a whole lot of trouble; what a good job Castiel's there.
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"I believe the box said 'fragile'," Castiel observed.
"Yeah," snorted Dean; "thanks Sherlock!"
"Why, then, did you drop Sam's new laptop on the floor?"
"It was an accident," Dean snapped, scrabbling under the table for the shattered components; "I only borrowed it while he's in the bathroom."
"Perhaps he will not notice?" Castiel reflected; "actually no," he added, studying the crumpled remains; "you are screwed."
Dean gasped, hearing Sam's footsteps approaching.
"Cas," he muttered; "remember you wanted to learn all aspects of human behaviour?"
Castiel nodded hesitantly.
Thrusting the wreckage into the bemused angel's arms, Dean turned and bolted.
"Good luck!"
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