LET THERE BE LIGHT
There's one job at Christmas everyone hates - how nice if you can offload it to a willing victim friend ...
WARNING: F-BOMBS GALORE!
Disclaimer: I don't own them
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"Goddamnit to Hell Fuck Fucking Fuck!"
"Of all the … fucking damn and hellfire fucking FUCK!"
"Uh Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Is Castiel alright?"
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck – you stupid piece of SHIT!"
*shrugs* "yeah, why?"
"Why?"
"OH FUCKING HELL!"
"Dean, what's with the language? It's kind of extreme for Castiel, don't you think?"
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
*grins*
"Dean … what did you do?"
"Nothing."
"Dean …?"
"Well, I might have just told him that as he's a permanent resident here at the bunker now, this year it's his turn to untangle the Christmas tree lights …"
"OH I FUCKING GIVE UP!" *sob*
"Dean, I think you broke our angel."
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