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Day Ten:
On the tenth day of Christmas my Bobby gave to me, ten dogs-a-sleepin..
"I tell you, I don't know what that angel did this time, but I'm getting pretty fed up with his games!" Bobby slammed his phone down then called out in a booming voice, "Zachariah!"
"Why yes?" A middle aged angel appeared in the middle of Bobby's living room with a smile on his face.
"What is this?" Bobby spat out his question, his face red with frustration.
"What's what?" He looked extremely amused.
"This!" He made a hand gesture around the room, "Where did these dogs come from?"
"What makes you think I would know?" He scratched his head in wonder.
"Gee, let me think!" He glared, "Every damn day you've been leaving animals laying around my house. As if eight talking rabbits weren't enough to drive me crazy the other day? I can't get anything done around here with you playing little games."
Zachariah laughed, "Well, Dean won't listen when I tell him that he's Michael's vessel... He won't comply with my wishes." He shrugged, "Maybe if I bother you enough about him you'll eventually convince the fool to bow down to me."
"You know what? All this Angel business is getting to my last nerve." He threw up his hands in frustration.
"You love us."
Bobby began to mutter to himself, "Love you like a hole in the head, ya damn idjits."
"See you tomorrow!" Zach shot him a cheesy smile as a dog growled whom he had bumped into. "They shouldn't wake if you don't make too much noise..."
Bobby looked around him, seeing that he only had about a meter of floor space around him before a mass amount of dogs covered the floor. "Great. Just great."