Holy!. uhhh.. Ketchup?
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Bobby froze as he walked into the living room, what the hell was going on here? Why were there butterflies everywhere getting their powder on his furniture? He shot a glance at the table in the corner where he had placed his bottle of Jack, it was still sealed and full so no, he wasn't anywhere near as drunk as he should have been to be seeing what he was seeing. A butterfly landed on his nose and he stared at it for a moment, taking in the orange and black wings as the insect slowly flapped its wings.
"You know, you should consider getting a nose ring, that doesn't look half bad." said Felix as he sat on the back of Bobby's couch, surrounded by butterflies, a nut perched in his tiny paws.
"What the hell is going on?" asked Bobby as he wiggled his nose, trying to dislodge the butterfly which held on stubbornly.
"Bran's got butterfly disease." said Felix as he popped the nut into his mouth, shell and all, munching loudly.
"I do not." grumbled Branjidth from the corner of the room, so heavily surrounded by butterflies that not an inch of him was visible. "Ok. .. well maybe a little." he grumpily added under his breath.
"Is it contagious?" asked Bobby, eyeing the butterfly on his nose warily, doing his best not to smile as the insect fluttered its wings.
"Nope, it should wear off in a few minutes, or possibly weeks, depending on how much of a funk he's in." said Felix.
"Do I even want to know what you're talking about?" asked Bobby as he shook his head vigorously trying to dislodge the butterfly without hurting it, powder from its wings staining his nose.
"See the three of us made a bet and Damien won. Bran here made this big speech about how he was gonna win and the two of us were gonna be his little bitches, but when he lost, he fell into a funk and unicorns in a funk get butterfly disease." explained Felix.
"It's supposed to cheer us up and get us out of it but IT"S NOT WORKING!" yelled Bran, scattering the butterflies for a second, but the moment the yelling stopped they all settled on him again.
"I'm too old for this crap." muttered Bobby as turned around and headed out of the room, this would all be better in the morning. .. .hopefully. He trudged up the stairs wondering if he could sleep without smooshing the butterfly on his nose, the damn thing was kinda cute.
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Dean clunked into Abby's living room, stepping over the fallen front door, moving clumsily in the suit of armour. He had purposely told Cas to bring him to Bobby's but the angel had landed at Abby's and he wasn't about to point that out, he was dying to see Abby and let her know he hadn't pulled the disappearing act on purpose.
"What happened to the door?" asked Cas curiously as he tilted his head sideways to regard the door.
"Abby broke it by accident when she tried to open it." said Lily as she stood at the top of the stairs rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "She also broke the bathroom door, her bedroom door and the faucet in the kitchen, her new strength's out of control."
"Where is she?" asked Dean.
"Is that you Dean?" she asked as she peered at the suit of armour, trying to clear her sleep-bleared vision.
"Yeah, it's me, Cas can you get me out of this thing?" asked Dean. Cas put a hand on his shoulder and made the suit disappear. "Thanks man." said Dean, relieved to be out of the heavy, constricting, clunky outfit, he'd been sweating like a pig in a turtleneck.
"Abby went somewhere with Damien and Willow snuck out to see Sam." said Lily as she got to the bottom of the steps. "What's up Cas? You're wearing your confused puppy face." said Lily as she caught sight of Cas' expression.
"My face resembles a dog's? Am I changing like Dean did?" asked Cas in alarm as he reached up to touch his face. Dean shook his head and went outside to wait for Abby to come back. He sat on the porch swing, listening as Lily explained what she meant to Cas.
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Crowley stared at Myra in disbelief as she tried to exorcise him. She had cast a paralyzing spell on him first, unaware that he was immune to spells, thanks to a powerful tatoo given to him by an indebted monk caught in a compromising situation. He couldn't believe it, his own daughter, betraying him like this, true he hadn't tried to avenge Azazeel, but as far as he could see, he hadn't done anything to warrant getting exorcised. Related or not, there was no way he was taking this insult, after all, he was the king of hell, he had a reputation to uphold.
"It didn't have to be this way." he said a little sadly before disappearing, anger seeping into his voice. Myra stared at the spot he had been, a chill washing over her as she realised her spell hadn't worked on him, that had been one of the most powerful paralyzing spells she knew. She'd just made an extremely formidable enemy, for once in her life, Myra was scared.
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Cas looked down at the top of Lily's head as she leaned against him, her head on his shoulder, fast asleep, one hand on his knee, the other on the step behind her. She'd patiently explained each of Loki's expressions earlier, doing her best not to blush as Cas fired questions at her about why they meant what they did. Cas felt her slipping slightly and reflexively curled an arm around her shoulders to keep her from falling, inadvertantly making her arm slide down his knee to wrap around his waist. She murmured incoherently and he felt something stirring in his stomach. Was something wrong with his vessel? He wanted to ask Lily, she never got impatient with him or got exasperated like the others did when he was confused but he could tell she was tired and didn't want to wake her, something about the way she felt in his arms made him feel. .. . happy, and he didn't want this feeling to go away.
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Dean woke up to the sound of flapping as a cool breeze assaulted his face. He opened his eyes in time to see Damien put Abby down. The sun was just coming up, chasing away the lingering shadows of the night.
"Don't worry, I know it looks bad but. .. ok, it's really bad, but we'll find a way." said Damien patting her on the back before making his way over to Bobby's to find Bran and maybe catch some sleep. Dean's eyes widened in horror when Abby turned around to face the house, her shirt and face stained with large red splotches.
"Holy sh. .. what happened?" asked Dean.
"Oh, don't worry, this is just ketchup, the seer apparently makes it herself and she uses holy water and long story short, she was making sure I wasn't a demon." said Abby as she wiped a large blob of ketchup off her forehead. "Large, green and scaley doesn't even have to touch silver but I get doused in holy ketchup." mumbled Abby.
"Seer?" asked Dean.
"Yeah" Said Abby as she plopped down on the porch swing, looking worn out. "We found out who turned you into a cat." she said as she put her elbows on her knees and looked up at him as he sat on the swing next to her.
"As the seer put it, it was my evil soul twin." said Abby.
"Huh?" asked Dean in confusion.
"Turns out around the same time Cas and Gabe touched the rainbow, two demons took a swim in the river styx. . ." began Abby.
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Sam's eyes fluttered open as he woke up, he grinned when he felt Willow shift slightly in his arms, still fast asleep. He looked down and felt her arms tighten around his chest, her legs all tangled with his, trapping him in a pleasant way. Sam kissed the top of her head as he stroked her hair, he could get used to waking up like this.
"Mmmm, morning Jolls." she murmured as she woke up and tilted her face to look up at him. Sam felt like his heart was swelling in his chest, she was so damn beautiful, he couldn't begin to describe the emotions dancing inside him.
"Good morning." he replied, using his thumb to brush her hair off her face so he could see her properly. She smiled sleepily at him as he leaned in and kissed her softly, brushing her lips softly with his. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door and they both jumped.
"Sam!" yelled Bobby as he banged on the door. "Come help me fix breakfast, that dragon eats like a pig!"
"I do not!" protested Damien as he passed in the hallway on his way to find Branjidth. "Though I wouldn't say no to a large breakfast, I'm starving" he added under his breath.
"I'll be right there." called back Sam, his eyes never leaving Willow's.
"I don't ever want to leave this bed." whispered Willow as she snuggled closer to Sam, burying her face in his chest.
"Me neither, but if we don't get out there, he'll probably come busting in here." said Sam even as he hugged her closer. Willow kissed his chest before groaning as they separated and got out of bed.
"How did my dress get all the way up there?" asked Willow as she pulled on her underwear, peering up at the dress perched on top of the closet a good foot and a half out of her reach.
"Sorry bout that." said Sam with a sheepish grin as he pulled on his pants before retrieving it for her, barely having to stretch.
"You're freakishly tall you know that." said Willow with a laugh as she put her arms up and he slipped the dress over her head. "I like it." she whispered, making him chuckle as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a fiery kiss.
"Come on, let's go help Bobby." said Sam as they broke apart slowly. He took her hand and led her out of the room. As they got to the doorway Willow inhaled sharply and dropped to her knees.
"Will, what's wrong?" asked Sam in alarm as he knelt down next to her.
"I. .. I c-can't breathe" she choked, grabbing her throat. Suddenly, to Sam's horror, Willow vanished.
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HEY GUYS! *all excited* It's Monday! Know what that means? Huh? huh? Do ya?
*grumpily* means I gotta drag my butt out of my tiny, cozy bed and go to class. Cold mornings like this one I wish I could wear my bed to school lol, I bet I could though, it's so small if I grow one more inch my feet'd poke off and I'm not even all that tall.
Thanks to all my amazing reviewers, you guys are magically delicious, wait, I'm thinking of my cereal. . .you guys are magically amazing ^_^