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“Cas, duck!” Dean spun around, firing off a shot in the space the angels’ head had just occupied.
The blonde dropped to his knees behind the rock, reloading, man, they are relentless!
Cas crouch-ran over to where the hunter was, “We’re surrounded!”
“You think I don’t know that?” Dean craned his neck to look around the rock, pulling back as a shot was fired in his direction, he scanned the half of the park that was behind them, why are parks always so open?
He saw a lone tree a few feet away from them, is it big enough to hide both of us? He turned to Cas, who was hiding completely behind the rock, head between his knees, gun laying on the ground next to him.
Why do I bother? The blonde shook his head and tapped him, pointing, “See that tree? We’re gonna run to it. Think you can manage?”
Cas starred blankly at the tree for a second before nodding, “We’ll fit there.”
In the next instant, the two men were behind the tree. Dean blinked, head spinning from the sudden movement before turning to Cas, bewildered and slightly queasy, “You can still teleport?”
The angel looked at the hunter like he was stupid, “Of course.”
Dean rolled his eyes, “Do you know how useful that would’ve been-” he cut himself off, shaking his head, “You know what? It doesn’t matter.”
Dean peered around the trunk, noting the two men were still heading toward the rock they were just behind. Good, maybe now we’ll have a bit of time to- “Cas!” Dean knocked the gun from the angels’ hand, “What the hells’ wrong with you?”
“What?” Cas frowned, looking like a child, “You gave me the gun!”
“You weren’t supposed to shoot from here. You just gave away our position,” The blonde checked around the trunk again and, of fucking course, the two men were running full speed toward them.
“Can you teleport us out of here?”
At the lack of response the blonde turned to the man on his right, you’ve gotten be kidding, “A butterfly? Really, Cas?”
The angel held up his finger in triumph, “They’re endangered, Dean.”
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