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[rehymenator]

[ There is a trenchcoated angel popping around the City, attempting to remove all of the mistletoe. Dean wanted him to help him keep people safe, and the mistletoe are obviously cursed, what with all the horrible, unwanted kissing going around. He briefly appears in the Square, arms full of mistletoe up to his chin, looking very smug. Castiel dumps

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[dulcisnuntius]

[The next time Castiel is attempting to take down a sprig of mistletoe from someplace high up, there is suddenly a very tiny angel hanging off his arm, trying and failing to reach his hand.]

Cas! Stop it!

[rehymenator]

[ Frowny face. ]

Why?

[dulcisnuntius]

Because this is fun!

[rehymenator]

I wouldn't worry. It all comes back anyway. I think I've taken it from the same street light 4 times now. Every time, it grows back.

[rehymenator]

[ Yep! He's here to save the--

Oh, no. ]

Hello.

[ It's all he gets out as he reaches for Euphie's hand to tug her closer. He leans down and manages to plant a kiss right on Euphie's lips -- which improves his track record drastically. His aim is improving! ]

[rehymenator]

[ He gives a little happy mumble at the contact, and instead of deepening their kiss, Castiel opts to plant a few playful ones, in quick succession. It just seems more...appropriate, for some reason.

Not that he's thinking about pulling away any time soon. ]

[waitedforyears]

[ So. There's a guy carrying around mistletoes. Of course this means Amy must jump to conclusions. ]

Bit greedy, are you?

[rehymenator]

[ Castiel doesn't really do insulted so he just shakes his head and responds seriously. ]

I'm attempting to remove them and spare citizens the curse.

[ The tone of his voice would indicate he's very aware that it's not working. ]

[waitedforyears]

How's that working for you?

[ Really, she's not laughing at him. Much. ]

[rehymenator]

Well. The Deity Building looks festive.

[ He'll chuckle with her, there's no pride here! ]

[shall_yield_us]

[ and next he's by the deity building, poor Castiel might well find himself with another mistletoe sprig thrown in his hands from the roof of said building. Yes, Rosiel is quite comfortable up there, spoiling all that work by throwing plant bits down, thank you. ]

If you are kin... you've chosen the most curious ways to waste your immortality.

lkasdjra yeeeeeees

[rehymenator]

[ Castiel scowls and pushes it back into the rest stuck to the building. ]

I ... didn't know where else to put it.

[ He's also a very bad liar. Very bad. Transparent, this guy. ]

sob best helper!!!

[shall_yield_us]

[ have another sprig, Cas, do enjoy! ]

Why, you weave yourself a little hydra-blood soaked coat of it, and hope the sun will soon shine.

[ and... another... ]

Or you burn it, you fool.

[rehymenator]

[ It pelts him the face, that is not enjoyable. ]

You really enjoy your riddles.

[ He'll contemplate the burning, though. ]

[iwatchtjhooker]

[Sam's not sure what's going on, but he does know that an angel with an armload of mistletoe is a story. He approaches curiously, brow furrowed.]

Uh, Cas? Something you want to tell us? I mean, if you need a date...

[rehymenator]

[ He's usually not too obtuse anymore, but Sam's comment catches him off guard. ]

What?

[iwatchtjhooker]

[Sam gestures at the mistletoe as he comes even closer.]

I mean, if you're going around getting people to kiss you... don't you think you could just ask the girl out?

[rehymenator]

I'm not seeking out kisses. I'm...trying to remove the problem.

[ He'll approach Sam too. Because he's kind of annoyed at the accusation and he'd like very much to make things clear. Which means he's not paying attention to their positions. ]