AN: OMG U EFFIN PREPS!1! I WILL STEAK U BCUZ IM SO GOFFIK!1!1!11!
No, okay, no My Immortal references here. Just a quick update. If I wasn't so lazy I would write in the next bit, but I'll shave it for later haha
I already mentioned this on the Tumblr blog (angel-on-the-radio), but since I have about three weeks off uni now, I might take some crack chapter requests to break up any serious writing. So if you guys have any suggestions of stuff, just randomness to do with the story or whatever, let me know. Though I think most will be exclusive to the blog so I don't clutter this up or confuse people, but I'll throw in any links here if it happens.
Hopefully updates will be a bit more regular for the next while!
Chapter Twenty
"Did you know people write fanfiction about your show?"
"What's fanfiction?"
Dean smiled into his phone, so that was the game Angel had chosen to play. "Just when people write stories based on a tv-show or something," he said, trying his best to summarise what Anna had told him on the subject. "And apparently some of your fans write it."
"Is that so?" came his husky voice, feigning surprise so well that Dean almost believed him, "I gather you read it then? How else would you know about it, little Demon?"
Dean shook his head, lips pulled into a smile, crafty. "No, I just happen to know someone who writes it."
"Convenient."
Dean shifted his position on his bed, leaning back a little so he could rest the elbow of his phone-hand on a pillow. Across the room, Chuck was plugged in. Headphones clutching his ears tightly as he typed manically into his keyboard, he seemed so zoned out that it was impossible to tell if he even knew what room he was in never mind what Dean was doing.
"You know, I just had a great idea – and I'm sure your listeners would agree," Dean said, with the beginnings of a smirk, "you should do a dramatic reading of one of them. I could recommend one for you, since you've obviously never come across any before."
For the first time, Dean heard Angel hesitate. He was convinced the other man was laughing softly to himself in his room. If Cas could be crafty, so could Dean. He wouldn't let him get away with making Demon out to be some nerdy kid sitting at home all day reading bad fiction about their favourite show; if he was hell-bent on acting oblivious to it all, it shouldn't be a problem.
"If you're not sure, maybe your listeners could call in and tell you if they'd enjoy that," he said, smirk growing.
"That's… a great idea," Angel said slowly, "because my main worry, of course is that I might bore them."
"With a voice like yours, I'm sure you could read anything and keep us entertained."
"I'll keep that in mind," he replied, with an obvious smile in his voice. "Oh look, we've got another caller already."
After a significant chunk of the show had been taken up by listeners calling in and telling him what a good idea it would be, and how much they would love him to read, a few even trying to convince him to read out theirs, he finally gave in. Apparently they'd all picked up on his scheme to keep Angel oblivious to the fact that most had pretty significant porn scenes, or consisted entirely of that – though Dean and Cas were fully aware of this trait in fanfiction.
"That was a… pretty overwhelming response to Demon's suggestion, so I guess I can't chicken out now." Angel said with some defeat in his tone. Dean was listening through his earphones again, having hung up to make room for the surge of calls that had come through – probably more than Cas' equipment could handle. "I'll make a note of the frankly worrying amount of suggested reads and pick one out for next Friday's show. Something tells me this will have to be done during a late-night slot."
Dean chuckled to himself, his chest bouncing strangely from the awkward position he was lying in.
"I'll finish with a song, good-night little demons, and to my demon – this one goes out to you."
A difference smile graced Dean's lips when he heard the opening to Bastard. And just as the song got started, his phone buzzed, he lifted it to check the message, knowing it was from Cas before he even checked.
'Subtle enough?'
Dean laughed, head subconsciously nodding to the song buzzing in his ears.
'You mean you don't want to read some fanfiction about us to your listeners?'
'I'm sure it will be the highlight of my week…'
':-p'