Word Count 100 - The Impala is a pretty, pretty princesskeerawaMarch 21 2011, 13:56:15 UTC
“This is ridiculously awesome!” announced Ruby, spilling her popcorn over the sofa in the after-life after-party.
Rufus glared at her, appalled. “If I didn’t know you were a demon, this would’ve cinched it. It’s just not right, messing with a man’s wheels that way.”
They both looked to Gabriel for a deciding vote. He shrugged. “I got to know the Impala, a little. Too high-maintenance for me, but I have to admit she’s loyal! I doubt Oberon can hold her interest.”
They turned back to the screen, where the Impala, adorned in fairy dust, promenaded with Oberon at the wheel.
“Dean, will you just stop for five minutes! I’m not wearing this!”
“No can do and yes you are, Sammy!” Dean declared, shoving another bag of salt into his duffle, “My baby is in danger -we catch a ride with Angel Airways, fly into Tir-Nan-Og to the north tower of Avalon, chuck grains of salt everywhere and break her out before she gets douched!”
Castiel’s brow furrowed as a purple, glitter-spangled leotard was shoved into his hands, “I don’t understand the need for spandex.”
Sam’s was green.
Clad head to toe in pink sequins, Dean said; “Incognito!”
The part that freaked Sam out wasn't so much wearing the crazy thing. Yes, it was bright and shiny and neon and would put his junk on display like meat in a butcher's shop window, but whatever, it wasn't much worse than what Dean had dressed him in for that Mardi Gras job. The thing that scared the crap out of Sam was that Dean apparently had a rainbow of sparkly male leotards stashed in his duffle. Just. In. Case.
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“err... it appears that the impala... I mean...”
“Cas...” Dean growled warningly, “Where the hell is my baby?”
“I think Meritursas may have taken her to Tir-Nan-Og.”
“Who and the what?” said Sam.
Cas explained, “King Oberon’s pet sea monster has taken the impala to the Fairy Kingdom.”
“But why?!” Sam exclaimed, patting Dean on the back where he was now curled into a fetal position.
“To make her his fairy consort,” Dean sobbed, horrible memories of his time in Tir-Nan-Og assaulting him, “WE HAVE TO SAVE HER!”
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Rufus glared at her, appalled. “If I didn’t know you were a demon, this would’ve cinched it. It’s just not right, messing with a man’s wheels that way.”
They both looked to Gabriel for a deciding vote. He shrugged. “I got to know the Impala, a little. Too high-maintenance for me, but I have to admit she’s loyal! I doubt Oberon can hold her interest.”
They turned back to the screen, where the Impala, adorned in fairy dust, promenaded with Oberon at the wheel.
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“Dean, will you just stop for five minutes! I’m not wearing this!”
“No can do and yes you are, Sammy!” Dean declared, shoving another bag of salt into his duffle, “My baby is in danger -we catch a ride with Angel Airways, fly into Tir-Nan-Og to the north tower of Avalon, chuck grains of salt everywhere and break her out before she gets douched!”
Castiel’s brow furrowed as a purple, glitter-spangled leotard was shoved into his hands, “I don’t understand the need for spandex.”
Sam’s was green.
Clad head to toe in pink sequins, Dean said; “Incognito!”
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