101 supernatural drabbles, one-shots, and whatever part 2
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An: I'm so super super sorry this took so long to be updated. I suck at sitting down and typing more then a page at a time. I wrote most of these all the way back in February in a school notebook, which is why some of them are so fluffy. They were for Valentines Day. Yeah.
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#40 Changes
"Come on, Sammy. Let's head out!" Called out Dean though his brother had gone out the door before him.
"Hey Dean, Where did you park the car?"
"Huh? It's right… Where the hell is my car?!" The spot where the Impala had been parked was empty.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Sam and Dean looked down. Okay not so empty. A little girl that couldn't have been more than five was sitting in the middle of the parking spot the Impala had previously been.
The black haired child was wearing a child sized black leather jacket. Dean's yelling had woken her. She stood up seeing the two men looking at her pulling her small Lego backpack up with her, smoothing her long black dress.
She stared at them hazily then grinned, handing Dean a slightly crumpled piece of paper, "Daddy? Unca Gabel told me to gave tis to you."
Sam kept an eye on the little girl while Dean read the letter.
Hey Dean-o
At this point you're probably wondering where your car is. I made a few changes to her. I turned her into a four-year-old girl who thinks you and my favorite trench coat wearing little brother Castiel are her parents. She answers to "Impala" or "Baby". Have Fun!
Love, Gabriel.
"Holy Shit!"
#27 Thoughts
"Hey, uh, Cas, I was thinking. I kind of just wondering if … angels have brains- I mean how do you guys think!" Dean slurred out, drunk but nervous.
#28 Rules
"Cas! Remember, we came to an agreement on personal space?" Dean snapped, irritated.
"Sorry Dean. I forgot you humans have social terms and unspoken rules."
"Why do you only forget about personal space when it comes to me? I mean you never get in anybody else's space anymore, just me."
"Uh…."
"Cas! Seriously, disappearing? Come on!"
#56 Name Calling
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
"Why do you call him that, Dean? Sam is not a dog."
"Hear that Sammy, even Cas thinks you're a chick!" Dean crowed.
#69 Mixed Signals
Cas, where are you? Dean was confused. Castiel said he was going to travel with them. That he was going to become a hunter to be with Dean. Then he just disappeared on them. Disappeared on Dean. Why couldn't Cas just say what was wrong? Angels were complicated, even more so with relationships. Goddamned mixed signals.
#30 Chilly
Dean sat on the Impala's hood tugging his jacket tighter on him. The wind whipped at him. The snow danced about as it fell. He didn't even notice the chilly air biting him. He was to busy with the shaking, trench coat wearing angel next to him.
"Why are we out here, Dean?"
"So we can be alone," He said wrapping his arms around his angelic boyfriend.
#29 Last Laughs
"No matter the prank I'm always going to have the last laugh!" Sam declared pulling the mother of all bitch faces and sashaying
from the motel room.
"He he, you're so wrong Sammy boy," Dean smirked mischievously.
#35 Dance With Me
"Cas, you poor lost soul. How did you never learn to dance?" Dean exclaimed leaping up from the lumpy bed he was previously perched on.
"I never found learning necessary. Why should I now?" Castiel questioned signature head tilt already in place.
"I'm gonna have too fix that! You might need to go undercover or something… You my fine feathered friend going to learn to dance, 'sides it'll be fun! Dean said cheerily, secretly happy to have an excuse to hold his angel, "C'mon, dance with me!"
He turned on the crappy radio the motel provided and grabbed Castiel's hand.
"Of course, Dean."
#62 Only Human (Starring Chuck and Becky)
"Chuck, you can't see everything, although it'd be really cool if you could. It's not your fault that little girl died. You only saw the attack after it happened. You couldn't have done anything more then you already have done. After all you're only human." Becky said trying to be comforting although her typical fan girl demeanor really wasn't helping.
"Thanks, Becky, but I'd really like to be alone", Chuck said as the girl bounced from the room; probably off to write some more angsty slash fan fiction.
"If only she knew", He thought, sighing a little, after all it's hard to be God.
#32 Bored
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but, I'm bored!" Sam exclaimed, flopping on the motels old mattress a cloud of dust rising around him.
"You're joking, right?" Dean said staring at Sam incredulously. "We are in the middle of a supernatural war and you're bored!"
#52 Discoveries
"Hey, Sammy, check this out," Dean cried out excitedly, "I found this in Bobby's attic." He held out an old religious prayer card with a drawing of a young female with a halo and white fluffy wings. Stereotypical of the time period the card must have been made in.
Sam's eyes widened comically, "Is that who I think it is?"
Written on the card in a gothic style font were the words "Castiel ~ The angel of Thursday".
"Yeah, I think so, this chick kind of looks like Jimmy Novak, maybe it's his great grandma or something."
