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[heartless_sob]

Stupid Black Dog.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid...

Castiel liked that word. It fit so many things. Most of all, right now, was Dean's hellhound.

Black Dog had been chasing Mimi, poor thing, all around, until Mimi's leash had gotten itself wrapped around him, which would have been okay except then Black Dog had barreled into him to get to Mimi,

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[weary_head]

Dean felt worn right down to his bones, and not from anything cool like fighting off a vampire, no. Dean was in the throes of a much nerdier fatigue, namely the kind spawned by too many hours staring at medical books followed by too many hours spent staring at math books followed by too many hours doing the things found in medical books.

His eyes hurt from crossing, and all he wanted as he trudged home from the clinic was to close them. At the sight of Cas, however, so unexpected and wet and miserable, he somehow found the energy to throw his backpack on the ground and sit on it, nearly bent in two with laughter.

[heartless_sob]

Castiel met Dean's laughter with a scowl. Which might have been more effective if there wasn't water dripping in his eyes from his hair.

"What?" he snapped, with all the bitchiness he could muster.

When Black Dog saw Dean, he made a run for it, tail wagging gleefully.

[weary_head]

Dean didn't even try to fend Dog off, just let the giant mutt bowl him the rest of the way over. Flat on his back on the boardwalk with a tongue on his face was as good a place to laugh his ass off as any.

"Oh god," he wheezed into Dog's wet fur. "Did you do this? Tell me you did this."

[heartless_sob]

"Of course he did," Castiel said, voice all gravel. He pushed the wet hair from his eyes, a sure sign it was getting too long. "He's a menace. He should be in Hell where he belongs."

(ooc: omg that icon <3)