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E/O Challenge: Drug. 3 x 100-word drabbles each dealing with a different character's drug of choice. #1: Does Sam crave for Meg? #2: Frank doesn't just deal in technology. #3: Castiel finds family get-togethers troublesome. Slight spoilers for season 7.

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Drug of Choice

"I don't use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough." - M.C. Escher

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A/N: Does Sam crave for Meg? Tag for 7.23 Survival of the Fittest.

Craving Wisdom

"God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference." - Reinhold Niebuhr

Sam stared down at the thick, black smears that were all that remained of Dick Roman. He shuddered in a violent mix of revulsion and want. It was so near and yet so far from his drug of choice that he craved even now.

Meg stalked into the room. Sam had noticed before that when Dean and Cas weren't around she tended to keep her distance. Anything less than a dozen paces and he could have his hands round her throat, but would it save his brother from Purgatory?

He gave a smirk, "God, I need a drink."

Meg flinched.

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A/N: Frank doesn't just deal in technology. Set sometime around 7.11 Adventures in Babysitting.

Talk to Frank

"Everybody under 25 was probably taking drugs" - 'Probably Taking Drugs', Spiral Tribe

"Come on in, Jakey," rasped Frank, as he half guided, half carried Dean to the sofa.

"You should've come talk to Frank earlier," he sighed after he'd been subjected to Dean's incoherent, drunken ramblings. He cast a critical eye over Dean's disheveled appearance, "Forget booze. I got what you need right here."

He handed Dean a large bag of small, misshapen pills. "Here, these're something I knocked up myself. They're my version of Benzo Fury."

"Drugs?" asked Dean blearily, "You sure they're safe?"

"Of course they're safe," said Frank, indignantly, "I use them all the time, and look at me."

A/N: www {dot} talktofrank {dot} com

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A/N: Castiel finds family get-togethers troublesome. Set shortly after 7.23 Survival of the Fittest. Purest uncut Crack!Fic.

Dead Angels Society

"Oh, oh, catch that buzz/Love is the drug I'm thinking of/Oh, oh, can't you see?/Love is the drug for me" - 'Love is the Drug', Roxy Music

Being the only live member of the Purgatory Dead Angels Society, as well as responsible for its burgeoning membership, it wasn't unusual for Castiel to find himself the main topic of conversation.

Hester waved an admonishing finger, "You're worse than an addict."

Uriel nodded his agreement, "It's an abomination."

Rachel shook her head, "No, I think it started well."

"Been there, done that," smirked Anna.

Cas scowled.

"Anyway, back to this head of a pin business..." interrupted Gabriel, giving his brother a cheeky wink.

Cas nodded his thanks and flew back to his obsession, his drug, his everything.

"Hello, Dean."

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