Title: d20
Characters: Sam, Castiel, Dean
Rating: Gen
Summary: Sometimes, people are predictable
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Written for the
Sweet Drabblethon and
ezazahaz request: Supernatural - gen - Dean, Sam, and Cas (at least; other characters are welcome!) playing D&D
"So?" Sam asks.
Castiel's answer is immediate.
"Smite Evil."
Dean groans and hits his forehead on the tabletop. Sam snorts and gestures for Castiel to throw the die.
"Hey, he's a Paladin with the Divine Grace and Charisma to pull it off," Sam says, observing the outcome.
"But he always uses Smite Evil," Dean whines. "Al-ways."
"You're one to talk, mister 'I'm a fighter who slashes my way through everything'," Sam says with a smirk.
"Like you're not a magician each time you play," Dean grumbles.
"The zombies are toast," Sam confirms, which makes Castiel smile and sit back.
"Excellent."