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47. Fandom

When Dean walked into the main area of the bunker with Sam, he thought he was having a wildly weird dream. A large space had been cleared and in the middle were Cas and Charlie, wearing the oddest costumes! Cas was dressed in a baggy white long-sleeved shirt and beige pants and held a glowing blue stick, while the figure opposite him was clad in all black with a luminescent red rod.

"There is no escape," the black figure – Darth Vader, Dean realised – rasped in Charlie's voice. "Don't make me destroy you. Luke, you do not yet realize your importance. You have only begun to discover your power. Join me, and I will complete your training. With our combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict and bring order to the galaxy!"

"I'll never join you!" Cas didn't even try to sound like Luke Skywalker but Dean couldn't imagine his angel's voice sounding any different than its usual deep, gravelly tone.

"If you only knew the power of the Dark Side," Charlie Vader continued. Dean was impressed at her impersonation. "Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your father."

"He told me enough!" Cas Skywalker replied. "He told me you killed him!"

Dean grinned in anticipation of the next line.

"No. I am your father."

"No…no," Cas Skywalker murmured. "That's not true. That's impossible!"

"Search your feelings," Charlie Vader commanded. "You know it to be true!"

"No! No!" Cas Skywalker cried. At this point, Sam and Dean couldn't keep quiet any longer and they burst out laughing, clinging onto each other for support. Cas and Charlie jumped and whirled around.

"Hi, bitches!" Charlie said brightly, whipping off her helmet. "Enjoy the show?"

"That…was…awesome!" Dean choked. Sam was laughing too hard to reply.

"Hello, Dean." Cas looked a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing?" Dean said.

"Oh, Cas and I decided to have a little Star Wars duke-out!" Charlie said. "I'm glad you're here! Now I can be Leia! Sam, c'mere and be Darth Vader! And Dean, you can be Han Solo!"

"Why do I have to be Darth Vader?" Sam complained.

"Because I said so," Charlie said firmly. "Now come on!"

"No way," Dean said firmly.

"You loved LARPing in Moondor!" Charlie complained.

"That was one time!"

"Please, Dean?" Cas said, blue eyes wide. When had he mastered the puppy dog look? "For me?"

Dean resisted for a moment but then sighed.

"Fine," he grumbled. The smile Cas gave him was enough to brighten up the rest of his day and make this stupid thing completely worthwhile.