This is what happened, when the dirty pawed bunny eat the last of my Bali Milk Pie.. ever had one? they're delicious.. The Pie that is, not the bunny.
If you need to make a timeline, think about Rufus Cabin, before they strike Dick Roman. Cas was still a tad different.
Forgive the grammar and tenses mistakes, in my country, we don't have past or future tenses.
Believe it or not, they're not mine.. seriously.. not even the Pie
"Meg, give it back!"
"Not a chance, Seacrest" she said in her usual nonchalant manner.
"Meeegg!"
"Stop your whining Tree-topper, it's mine and there's nothing you could do about it"
"Meg, don't be mean. You could share"
"I'm a demon, Moose. Sue me!" she was started to get pissed with the two hunter and a loony angel surrounding her.
"Meg, give it back to him or I swear to God, I'll drown you in holy water"
"Hey, that's not fair Dean"
"Fair? You stole it from him! Just give it to him, before he start disappearing again, we need him... you need him" Dean said, a matter a fact.
"Well, the spoiled brat shouldn't have left it unattended if he want it, now it's mine"
"I am not a spoiled brat Meg.. I'm an angel of the Lord"
"You're a spoiled brat"
"I am not"
"Are too"
"Am not"
"Are too"
"Am nooooottt..." with the long whining tone of the angel of the Lord, the light bulb above Dean shattered.
"That's it! Sammy! Bring me the holy water!"
"Wait! Alright-alright.. He can have a slice" She finally gave up.
Cas' face lit up as Meg stepped down from the dining table and handed him a tiny slice of the last apple pie.
Now, if you'd excuse me.. I got a bunny to punish.