More tweaking, divided the last drabble into two for effect, so the crack-ed-ness is more apparent.
"Time lords are better,"
"No angels"
"No time lords,"
"Angels" Each shout became considerably louder than the last.
"Time lord!" the excitable time lord was jumping up and down on the hard squeaky couch.
Castiel was standing opposite waving his angel sword about, looking angry and just a little embarrassed.
"Oh pretty swoooord!" The doctor was waving his sonic screw driver.
"I could cut you in half you measly alien!"
"You wouldn't, I'll sonic you first!"
"I could."
"No you wouldn't!" The doctor was teasing.
They were making a lot of noise.
...
Meg walked in and stopped dead.
"What the Hell Is This?" She asked.
