Let's Play "To Tell A Fib"!
Gabriel was trying to watch TV but just couldn't stop brooding. He hadn't wanted it to come to this, but Lucifer was loose, and Sam and Dean were running from their destiny.
"Hi, kids. Who do you love the most?"
"CAPTAIN CROCODILE!"
He had to figure out some way to get those muttonheads to play their roles!
"Would you do anything for the Captain?"
"ANYTHING!"
"Even if it's dirty and rotten?"
"YEAH!"
Play... their...
"Well, then, get the Monkees! Sic 'em! SIC 'EM!"
"YEAH!"
Slowly, he smiled. That might just work.
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda...
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A/N (for everyone who isn't AuntMo, who'll get this one right away): I think this is my first actual drabble! Inspired by this week's Drabble Every Weekend prompt at spn_bigpretzel on LJ, angels and TV—I'm not a member, but this bunny bit pretty hard. Italicized dialogue is from The Monkees, "Captain Crocodile," in which the Monkees are hired to play on a children's TV show and the paranoid host believes it's the first step toward the network easing him out; the kids in question are his fan club, and through the song that follows, they chase the Monkees through a wild variety of TV sets.