Hello again! :) Those review you guys gave us totally made my day! Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing *gives virtual pie*
Here's a long chappie for you guys, just because I love each and every single one of you.

Oh, and to Kickapoo, Bellatrix Kale, and Imapalamedean1: WISH GRANTED! :) Your characters are in this, I'm sorry if it's just that scene. I'll include you guys in another chap.

Anyways, Donna and I are holding a contest, Name the PERFECT Dean/Castiel theme song, and we'll write you in!

ENJOY.

Castiel sat in the passenger's seat while Misha drove.

*Taylor Swift plays*

"Jesus Christ! Can you please change the station?" Whined Misha, putting on a sour face.

"How? I might destroy your vehicle, Misha" Said Castiel, looking at the buttons.

"Come on, Cas, just press any of those shiny buttons"

Castiel presses one of the buttons.

Rah Rah Ah Ah Ah, Roh Mah, Roh M---

"Ah crap. Change the station again"

"What's wrong?"

"It's a demon"

"No. She's chanting something, I might know what she's saying."

"CHANGE. IT. NOW." Castiel sighs and presses one of the buttons.

"Thanks"

It was an awkward drive for Misha, you know, having a fictional character that is supposedly the one he's portraying, but having Castiel in the car is like having a kid in the car, with all of his "Oooh, what does this button do?" moments, not to mention, he almost broke the stereo.

"Castiel, stop poking that!"

"But, it has a funny squishing sound"

Misha sighed, "This is why I don't have kids"

"You don't poke everything that makes squishing sounds! Do you poke your-.. Nevermind." Misha grumbled as he parked his car.

"We could have saved more time if we just teleported here" Said Castiel quietly, guilt in his voice for annoying the hell out of his so-called 'guide' for today.

"I'm afraid what Dean says about teleportation and defecation not going well together might be true as well. So ..."

"Oh. It is strange that you know such things about MY human and I"

"'My'? Ugh. Next thing I know, I'd be giggling and writing slash about you two as well. Now, put these on." Misha said as he handed Castiel some weird clothing that covers his body.

"What is this for?" He asks.

"It's part of the initiation rite ... to ... the ... prophetic cast-ish. Oh, and it's for your own safety, too. Trust me, I heard they invited some people over and you never know what might happen." He said, trying not to be obvious. Misha has always been a good liar, but now, you know, eversince Castiel has materialized, he feels as if God watches him 24/7.

"As you wish"

They went inside the set, Castiel following Misha in a strange sheet that makes him look like a blob.

Jensen approached them.

"Uh. Dude, we're only up here for a week. What are you doing with so much stuff?" Jensen said, pointing to the angel.

"May I inquire what is happening out there, Mr. Collins?"

"...It talks."

"What is that? Is that like a new specie? Like a hybrid of an angel and a demon or something?"

"There is no such thing. that is blasphemous," replied the huge stack of clothes beside Misha.

"What is it? I wanna check it out"

"No! No! You can't. It's umm... It's just some clothes! Nothing unusual or anything. Just, you know, me practicing my puppeteering skills."

"I am not a puppet!"

"Oh my God! It has free will!" screamed Jensen.

"Do not use the name of the Lord our God in vain," came the response.

"Dude, why is the luggage talking!?" Asked Eric Kripke, the director.

"That's it. I'll go check it out," Jared came nearer to the stack of clothes beside Misha.

"No, don't-"

"...Um. You never told me you had a twin"

"Dean!" Castiel shrieked.

"Dean, where are we?!" He asked, clutching on to Jensen's shirt.

"What the hell? Is this like some really dedicated cosplayer who even got a plastic surgery for this?!"

Castiel tilted his head in confusion. No, this man couldn't have been Dean; Dean would never talk about plastic surgery and cosmetics. Castiel remembered bringing up the issue once and being shouted at by Dean because said topic was 'emasculating.'

"Misha, you've got some explaining to do," Eric looked at Misha seriously.

"What? Me? No, *You've* go some explaining to do!"

"Is this the man you were talking about earlier?"

Castiel couldn't stand the noise around him; the man known as 'Eric,' Mr. Collins and Dean were arguing, three fangirls named Ashley, Jess, and Kathryn were for some reason, literally jumping up and down in excitement (he was confused as to why is this) and Sam, well, Sam was sitting quietly and proclaiming he was a ninja. Everyone seemed as if they weren't themselves. Could it be there is some sort of magic that caused this to happen and ... wait.

Castiel's eyes widened in realization. "Gabriel!" he called out. "Gabriel! This is you playing with me, isn't it? Stop it now! Father wouldn't be pleased."

But nobody answered him. It couldn't have been Gabriel. Gabriel always fell for the' 'father would be angry' trick.

"So, what are you telling me, Misha? That this man here says he is Castiel and he is actually an angel of the Lord?"

"Well, if you don't believe me, he can just be my delusional twin bro-"

"That's a great idea, Misha! Castiel meets Misha Collins. How's that for an episode?"

WEEEEE. HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED ITTTT! *Lovelovelovelove*
It's a long chapter, so yep. :P

TBC