Title: When Castiel met Misha Collins
Summary: Title says all. He teleports to an unfamiliar city and encounters a very familiar face, they have quaint little adventures.
Disclaimer: The Krip owns.
I am so sorry that we haven't updated in like A MILLION YEARS. Urgh. School has been a heinous bitch to both of us.
ENJOY!
"Excuse me? I will not agree to that, Eric," said Misha, wide eyed about Eric even thinking about corrupting the angel more than he already is.
Castiel sighed and put his hand on Misha's shoulder making him glance at the angel.
"What? you seriously want to go act?" Asked Misha, brows furrowing, looking more like Castiel.
"I can't ... stop moving," Castiel said looking worried. He was tapping his foot unstoppably.
"It's the coffee," sighed Misha.
"Well, it looks like your bro is excited for this. Shall we do this, Misha? I already have ideas for scenes on my mind," winked Eric. Misha sighed. Again. Whenever Eric winked he was up to something wicked and... how should he put this... "bromantic," for lack of a better term.
Castiel continued to jitter and Misha noticed that his pupils dilated. He knew it wasn't a good idea to get the angel 5 cups of coffee.
"What's happening to your brother ... what's his name again?" Eric asked.
"Ca- uh...Bob. Yeah, right, uh-huh. Cabob," Misha replied. "That's his way of warming up for the acting and all, you know,"
"So... your parents named him after food?" said Eric, raising an eyebrow at them.
"Food? What about fooooood?" Castiel finally spoke. He was shaking. Also, he was looking and grinning at Eric and Misha as if he forgot to take his meds.
"Uh. Ca--bob... you should go rest in my trailer for a while" said Misha, guiding the angel out of the set.
Once they were out of the set, Misha stopped and looked at Castiel like he was going to strangle the life out of him.
"Cas. Seriously?" He asked, not believing that the angel was such an annoying fuck when he was running on caffiene. lots and lots of caffine.
"Why is this happening to me? and why have I acquired an unusual craving for something crunchy?" Castiel hopped, yes, literally hopped.
"Come on, Cas... Oh, and if anyone asks, your name is Cabob" said Misha, trying to get the angel to calm down.
"Mr. Collins, that is absurd. I am not pieces of marinated meat in a skewer." Said the angel, trying to stop himself from jumping up and down.
Castiel started blabbing about random things to Misha for about half an hour, Misha was in the verge of ripping his hair out. Castiel opened his mouth again and started commenting on how coffee tasted like an orgasm, Misha groaned and led the angel to his trailer, tricking Castiel to go in first and locking him up there.
"REST. OR. DIE." he threatened. Misha left him there just in time to get himself some coffee, he needed it, BADLY.
Castiel sighed in annoyance as he sat on one of the chairs, he looked around the small room and noticed a laptop, he walked happily towards the computer and started typing random stuff on google.
He sat there for a good 35 minutes until Misha came back with some food, the actor glanced at what Castiel was doing and was shocked, almost dropping the food.
"Ca stiel! What the hell are you doing?!" the actor shrieked.
"Dean suggested I do this. Apparently, more than 3,000 strangers go on here to chat with each other. I always ask them if they were God or at least knew where He was and apparently I met God at one point. However, he kept asking for my "Asl," which is something I do not know of, and he eventually left." said the angel, pouting.
Where in God's name did he learn how to pout?
I apologize. It's not really the best chapter seeing that my Beta abandoned me mid-chappie. ROFL. She's out fighting grasshoppers and she stole my lightsabre. She'll be back on the next chapter.
Oh, and 5.13 is AWESOME. but I saw 5.14 previews and it's gonna be SO EPIC.
YAY!