certainthings (
certainthings) wrote2010-04-10 06:50 pm
Entry tags:
Supernatural: Fiction
Title: It might mean everything.
Author: I wrote this pack of lies
Details: PG. And in my reality it's always about Sam and Dean.
Disclaimer: See above : mentioned lies, pack of.
Notes: I can't write descriptions and I love ellipses way to much.
Castiel: Dean, the world is ending and Sam's Lucifer we don't really have time to play games.
Dean: Dammit, Cas. Just shut up and put on the wig. Take off the trench coat as well.
Castiel: I don't understand why you're dressing me up to look like Sam, this isn't going to help him.
Dean: I can't ... I can't kiss you when you look like you.
Castiel: You can't kiss me at all!
Dean: I swear to God, Cas ...
Castiel: Swearing to God isn't going to do anything, Dean. You know that.
[and with that Castiel is against the wall. Dean's arm pressed tight against his throat and his lips forced against Castiel's]
Dean: Ahhhhggggg.
Sam: Bad dream?
Dean: Uh, yeah.
Sam: Wanna talk about it?
Dean: Not even if you paid me.
[they're in the Impala, destination Next Hunt when Castiel appears in the back seat]
Castiel: Dean, why do you want to kiss me?
Dean: The hell? I don't want to kiss you.
Castiel: But you dreamed it.
Sam: You dreamed about making out with Cas?
Dean: Shut it, Sam.
Castiel: He made me dress up like you before he would. I didn't get that part.
Sam: Oh.
Dean: Why were you spying on my dream, anyway?
Castiel: Even angels get bored.
Dean: Remind me to show you how to work the internet.
[they're checked into a motel room and Sam wants to talk to Dean alone but Castiel doesn't seem to notice]
Sam: There's an arcade just down the block.
Castiel: Is that why you're giving me money?
Sam: I need to speak to Dean alone.
Castiel: I can take a hint.
Sam: You can barely take an anvil falling on you.
Castiel: Why would an anvil fall on me?
Sam: Just go.
[Dean's sitting on the edge of the bed, Sam's pacing in front of him]
Dean: I don't want to talk about it, Sammy.
Sam: You know we haven't done, uh .. that since before I left for college.
Dean: Wow, you're always surprising me with that brilliant brain of yours.
Sam: Dean. I think that if there's any unresolved feelings we sh -need to talk about them.
Dean: It was just a stupid dream. You'd said yes and I dunno, I guess I was lonely.
Sam: But it was me you had him pretend to be and not Lisa, not any girl.
Dean: It doesn't mean anything.
Sam: It might mean everything.
Dean: Sam?
Sam: I never ... Never stopped. Not once.
Dean: You? Seriously?
Sam: Have I ever lied to you?
Dean: Can you grab me a pen and paper?
Sam: What for?
Dean: It's just easier if I make a list.
Sam: Funny. I meant about this ... us.
Dean: No.
Sam: [quietly] No.
[Sam's kneeling infront of Dean, his hands on Dean's thighs]
Castiel: I don't like video games.
Dean: Dammit, Cas.
Castiel: Were you just about to kiss your brother?
Sam: [mumbling] Might've even done more than that.
Author: I wrote this pack of lies
Details: PG. And in my reality it's always about Sam and Dean.
Disclaimer: See above : mentioned lies, pack of.
Notes: I can't write descriptions and I love ellipses way to much.
Castiel: Dean, the world is ending and Sam's Lucifer we don't really have time to play games.
Dean: Dammit, Cas. Just shut up and put on the wig. Take off the trench coat as well.
Castiel: I don't understand why you're dressing me up to look like Sam, this isn't going to help him.
Dean: I can't ... I can't kiss you when you look like you.
Castiel: You can't kiss me at all!
Dean: I swear to God, Cas ...
Castiel: Swearing to God isn't going to do anything, Dean. You know that.
[and with that Castiel is against the wall. Dean's arm pressed tight against his throat and his lips forced against Castiel's]
Dean: Ahhhhggggg.
Sam: Bad dream?
Dean: Uh, yeah.
Sam: Wanna talk about it?
Dean: Not even if you paid me.
[they're in the Impala, destination Next Hunt when Castiel appears in the back seat]
Castiel: Dean, why do you want to kiss me?
Dean: The hell? I don't want to kiss you.
Castiel: But you dreamed it.
Sam: You dreamed about making out with Cas?
Dean: Shut it, Sam.
Castiel: He made me dress up like you before he would. I didn't get that part.
Sam: Oh.
Dean: Why were you spying on my dream, anyway?
Castiel: Even angels get bored.
Dean: Remind me to show you how to work the internet.
[they're checked into a motel room and Sam wants to talk to Dean alone but Castiel doesn't seem to notice]
Sam: There's an arcade just down the block.
Castiel: Is that why you're giving me money?
Sam: I need to speak to Dean alone.
Castiel: I can take a hint.
Sam: You can barely take an anvil falling on you.
Castiel: Why would an anvil fall on me?
Sam: Just go.
[Dean's sitting on the edge of the bed, Sam's pacing in front of him]
Dean: I don't want to talk about it, Sammy.
Sam: You know we haven't done, uh .. that since before I left for college.
Dean: Wow, you're always surprising me with that brilliant brain of yours.
Sam: Dean. I think that if there's any unresolved feelings we sh -need to talk about them.
Dean: It was just a stupid dream. You'd said yes and I dunno, I guess I was lonely.
Sam: But it was me you had him pretend to be and not Lisa, not any girl.
Dean: It doesn't mean anything.
Sam: It might mean everything.
Dean: Sam?
Sam: I never ... Never stopped. Not once.
Dean: You? Seriously?
Sam: Have I ever lied to you?
Dean: Can you grab me a pen and paper?
Sam: What for?
Dean: It's just easier if I make a list.
Sam: Funny. I meant about this ... us.
Dean: No.
Sam: [quietly] No.
[Sam's kneeling infront of Dean, his hands on Dean's thighs]
Castiel: I don't like video games.
Dean: Dammit, Cas.
Castiel: Were you just about to kiss your brother?
Sam: [mumbling] Might've even done more than that.

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also, the anvil line was HILARIOUS.
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Sam: It might mean everything.
Dean: Sam?
Sam: I never ... Never stopped. Not once.
Argh, you just killed me.
I love your
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I love your lines, so quirky :D
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Castiel: Why would an anvil fall on me?
A+ LOL
This was kinda precious.
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and yes, the anvil line was hilarious =)
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