It was late at night, and Sam and Dean were quietly watching "Dr. Sexy M.D.", completely hyped up from a hunt. They had just gotten a kill on a vampire coven, but sadly, there were vampire children, all of which had to be killed. This greatly disturbed Sam, so he decided on a comforting course of action.

"For once, I think I'm going to get completely drunk, to wipe away the harsh edge of the horrifying events that have occurred tonight," Sam got up, stretching his arms up into the cold air. "You up for a few Dean?"

"Nah, not tonight, I think a few crappy chick flicks sound more inviting," Dean smirked, a twinkle in his eye.

Sam gave him a confused look, but shrugged it off.

"Yeah, whatever. See you later," Sam shrugged on his jacket, and walked out of the motel room door, officially out of the building.

Moments later, Dean noticed a new presence next to him on the couch.

"Geez Cas, can't you give a little warning?!" Dean muttered, trying to calm his frantically beating heart. For other reasons of course, because Castiel suddenly had his hand in a very naughty place.

"Let's take this to the bedroom shall we?" the horny angel huskily breathed in Dean's ear, tugging on his shirt.

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Sam breathed in and out raggedly as he dropped the motel keys once again, fumbling with the lock of the room. He fell on his sexy ass, gripping the pussy he picked up for the night in his right arm.

"Heyyy there Delilah, ssssoooon we can get to New York and fuuckkk," Sam slurred, completely smashed. The lock finally clicked, and Sam stumbled in.

While Cas was smacking Dean's fine ass that was waving in the air, Sam stumbled in, unnoticed by the two lovers.

"You like that, Assbutt?" Castiel grunted out, his lover moaning in anticipation.

"Ta-" Dean was cut off by Sam toppling onto the bed, passing out immediately.

The two sat there in shock for a while, until they soon succumbed to the ocean of sleep.

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Sam soon woke up, a killer headache hitting him as the sun shone in his eyes. He groaned, rolling over to his side. And there, lay a sight his poor eyes never wanted to see again.

There, in all of his shining glory, was his brother, Dean, clad in pink satin panties, and a bra clutched in his left hand. His eyes trailed downward to find Castiel's face buried in Dean's ass.

He sat up with a jolt, waking his companions from their slumber.

"Uh… can anyone explain what happened last night?" Sam inquired, horrified to find that he was in the same bed as his brother and the angel.

Castiel and Dean stared at Sam, embarrassment flooding their cheeks with pink.

"And more importantly, why is there a cat with lingerie in this bed?"

The End

Author's Note: Well, this is what happens when you mix shady candy, a laptop, Supernatural, and three RPing girls. It's two in the morning. We're most likely going to regret this. But oh fucking well, I guess. And please excuse the shitty writing, collaboration isn't exactly our forte.

And the RPers are as goes:

Dean: Diana

Castiel: Scarlett

Sam: Deya

We are complete loons. Halp.