(Chapter 7.
Thank you to LilyBolt for the idea for this chapter.
And thank you to LilyBolt, serial blogger, and Nikki Ross for your reviews on Chapter 6.
Big THANK YOU to LilyBolt for looking over this chapter for me.
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Also as a side note in case anyone is interested I made a fiction press account and I put up some of my own poems that I wrote. And I'm hoping to put up a fiction story that I have been writing. If you want to take a look at that my pen name is Joy French)
Ok so we got demons out of the way, now on to the flip side: Angles.
I think you mean ANGELS Dean.
Yeah, angles. Why, what did I say?
Angles.
Oh well, you know what I meant. Anyway angels are dicks with wings. End of story. On to the next part.
What about Cas?
Oh, yeah, Cas is alright. When he's not being all cryptic and stuff.
Wow, Dean. That's all you have to say about him?
Well what else do you want me to say?
I don't know. He's your friend.
He's your friend as well.
I don't know him as well as you.
Hang out with him for a little while and you will.
He doesn't want to hang out with me. I'm the 'boy with demon blood' remember.
Oh, come on Sammy, that was ages ago. I'm sure he doesn't think that now.
Still doesn't change the fact that he said it.
Fine. Go and have a pity party for yourself.
I'm not going to have a pity party. All I'd like is an apology for judging me before he got to know me.
Ok, whatever. Anyway, all you need to know is that angels are not nice. They are dicks who will use any means possible to screw with you and get you to do their bidding, even if it means changing a voicemail.
What voicemail?
Never mind Sam. It's not true. Just remember that.
Umm Ok?
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