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Candy Coma




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Wee!Chesters


“You can not where that.”

Sammys’ face fell, and he took the dollar store fangs out of his mouth, “B-but why?”

“Pfft, what do you mean why? Because we-” Dean caught himself. He took a moment, raking his brain for an acceptable excuse, and gestured vaguely at the costume, “It’s… y’know…”

The youngest frowned and looked down at himself, hands tightening into fists around the cape, “It’s the only costume we have.”

“Sorry, Sammy, it’s just…,” he strode a few paces to one of the beds, trying to swallow down the guilt he was feeling, “Dad would freak if he saw it.”

“Why?”

The blonde flopped himself down, starring at the ceiling while letting out a heavy sigh, “Cause, Sammy he just…” how am I supposed to explain this without telling him? “… doesn’t like Halloween.”

“But why?”

“Because he just doesn’t, okay?” Dean waved a dismissive hand toward his brother, “Now, go… do whatever it is you do.”

His brother cast his gaze to the floor, hands wrapping the cape tighter around himself, “But you said we could go Trick Or Treating.”

Dean ran a hand through his hair, tugging on it, damn it, “I don’t know if I want to go. I’m tired.”

“… You said we could finally go this year.”

“I know, and now I’m saying I don’t wanna,” he paused, lifting his head to look at his brother, “It’s not like the people here will have candy, anyway.”

“But… but,” the disappointment in his brothers’ voice pulled at his heart strings, “You promised!”

Dean shook his head, flopping it back against the pillow, “I know I promised, but things change,” he sat up, “Did you really think Dad was gonna let you go anyway?”

The youngests’ eyes were brimming with tears, bottom lip quivering. His brows creased in anger, hands falling away from his cape, before he stamped his foot, “Fine!” and made a beeline for the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Dean rolled his eyes and got off the bed, padding over to the bathroom, “C’mon, Sammy, don’t be like that.”

“Go away!”

“Sammy-”

“Leave me alone!”

Dean crossed his arms, leaning against the wall next to the door, “What’s your plan here, exactly? Lock yourself in the bathroom and miss Halloween altogether?”

“… It doesn’t matter!”

The blonde closed his eyes and failed to swallow the lump in his throat at his brothers’ tone – it was obvious he was crying. He sighed before turning his eyes to the clock, 7:30pm, he knocked softly on the door, “Dude, if you don’t come out of there you are gonna miss it. It’s already seven-thirty.”

“I don’t care!”

Dean huffed in annoyance, “Fine! Stay in there all night, then! See if I care! But when Dad gets back, you’re gonna have to explain to him that I stayed behind and we didn’t end up going out!”

“Fine!”

“Fine!” The blonde stomped away from the bathroom, grabbing his coat off the bed, “If you’re just gonna stay in there all night,” he stomped to the motel door, hand on the knob, “then I’m gonna go out and have some fun! Alone!

 




 

Stupid Sammy, Dean kicked at a rock as he walked down the street, why does he have to be such a brat all the time? He crossed the street, taking out a cigarette, and lighting up, he should’ve known- Deans’ head whipped up as he heard the familiar rumble of the Impala, shit, he stamped out the cigarette as the car came into view.

He turned on his heel and ran as fast as he could back to the motel, praying to whoever was up there that he’d be able to beat his father home.

 

 

“Sammy?” Dean burst through the door, thanking his lucky stars his dad stopped at that convenience store, eyes immediately scanning the place for the mop of messy brown hair. “Sammy?” His heartbeat was in his throat as he searched the small room, not finding his brother. Shit-shit-shit-shit, where would he be? He knows better then to go out alone.

He surveyed the area, making sure his brother wasn’t there, before turning back to the door, surprised to hear a key in the lock. Damn, that was fast. What the hell am I supposed to tell Dad? He backed up a few steps, stealing himself against the giant as the door opened.

“Sammy?”

The brunette beamed at his brother, struggling with a large pillow case, that was practically overflowing with candy, “Look, Dean! I got so much!”

“That, uh, that’s great, Buddy,” Dean eyed the pillow case, eyebrows shooting up as he saw full-sized chocolates, “Where did you get these?”

His brother dumped the candy out over one of the beds, not looking up, “Here.”

“Here?” Dean was confused, he didn’t think people at the motel would’ve had candy.

Sammy shrugged without looking up, “Yeah, they felt bad because I had to go Trick or Treating alone… and since a lot of them didn’t think they’d get kids here, they had to give me candy out of the vending machine.”

You clever little… Dean whistled, impressed with his brother. He went over to the bed, looking over everything he’d got, “You’re one smart kid, you know that?”

Sammys’ grin widened as he climbed on the bed, beginning to sort out his candy, “I know.” Dean reached for one and was surprised when his brother slapped his hand away. At the look he gave him, the brunette shrugged, “You didn’t come with me, you don’t get any.”

“Wha-?” Dean eyed the pile, going to sit on the edge of the bed, “You can’t seriously- ”

Just then, John burst through the door, looking pissed. He was almost caked in mud from head to toe. He sighed heavily as he kicked the door closed, carefully taking his jacket off. He kicked off his boots before glancing at the boys, eyes widening as he saw his youngests’ spoils.

“Wow, Sammy, you did good tonight, huh?” John glanced at the other bed, pausing, “Dean… you didn’t get any candy?”

Dean shrugged, trying to calm his beating heart, “I’m too old for that, Dad.”

“Oh…” John gave a half smile before moving to the bathroom, turning the shower on.

“Can’t I just have one?” Dean leaned over the bed, doing his best puppy-dog eyes.

“Hmm,” his brother brought a hand to his chin, pretending to think, “Nope.”

“Dude, c’mon. There’s no way you can eat all that by yourself.”

Sammy picked up one of the bigger chocolate bars, not breaking eye contact with his brother as he took his time taking the wrapper off, bringing it to his lips, mischievous grin on his face, “Watch me.”


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Go Max Go Chocolate Review




With Halloween right around the corner, I thought that it would be a perfect time to review one of the best vegan chocolate companies around – Go Max Go Foods. Also, since it’s nearly Halloween, I thought I would do a special review: the chocolate products I’ve tried of theirs in one review. This way, you can have some chocolate along with your candy.

Let’s get on to the first one:

Twilight Bar

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Said to be the closest vegan chocolate bar to a Mars, this bar has nougat and caramel and is my favourite of the  bunch! It is so rich, soft and chocolatey it’s seriously drool worthy. The caramel stretches when you bite into it like the cheese in pizza commercials, and that might just be the best thing about this bar.

Oh wait, no – the best thing about it is that the wrapper is purple. And purple’s the magic colour, which is probably why this chocolate bar tastes so good.

 

Cleo’s White Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups

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Dude, it’s a white chocolate peanut butter cup. What else do you need?

Only problem? Only two in a pack.

Cleo’s Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup

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Like the white chocolate ones, except dark chocolate. Same texture, size and ratio of chocolate to peanut butter goodness.

Buccaneer

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This one is still good, but it’s too nougaty for my liking. Biting it is like biting into a brick of nougat. And then, the chewing. There’s so. Much. Chewing.

Who knew a brick of nougat would be so dense?

All these chocolates are great vegan alternatives, but the one downside is that they don’t sell them in those giant boxes that the mixes of Mars, Coffee Crisp, Kit-Kats, etc. Come in. I’m sure I’m not the only vegan who would be down for buying a box of these chocolate bars in ‘fun size’, or hell, full size. (Then you don’t have to eat 20.)

They have a few other products I’ve yet to try, (check them out here), but these guys should be your go-to for all your Halloween-y chocolate-y needs.


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Goodbye Back

Written: 18.07.06

Words: 741

NFF


“She has to be here,” his eyes swept the beach underneath him, scanning each face for those perfect amber orbs he’d grown to love.

“We’ve checked the entire beach twice,” Frank came out onto the balcony behind him, “She’s not there.”

“B-but-”

“I’m sorry, Sir,” he placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, “we can’t postpone the meeting any longer.”

The prince took a small step forward, leaning out over the railing a little more, desperately searching the sand below him, “I just…” he trailed off, turning to look back at his father figure before sighing and stepping back toward the house, “You’re right. Can’t expect them to wait any longer. But once we get back I’m searching that beach myself.”

The butler suppressed his sigh and nodded, following the prince as he led the way back into the house. It wasn’t that he didn’t feel for his boss – of course he did, he himself had been through heartbreak before – it was just, seeing him so distraught her – it made him crazy. The prince was acting as if they’d been together months, years even – instead of the one week they had actually shared.

If Frank was being honest, he didn’t like her. She’d been tough to deal with, to say the least. She had zero interest in listening to the prince, and she tore the house apart.. It wasn’t right the way he was pining after her. Frank felt she wasn’t worth his time.

Definitely not worth all this drama.

What got under his skin even more was the fact she chose to leave. She could’ve stayed, if she’d only listened, but no, she tore out of the living room with little regard as to what she was leaving behind. He thought that once she was gone that’d be it, but no. Now he had the entire security team scouring the beach to find her. Why the prince assumed he’d be able to find her by just searching the beach was beyond him. She had a whole day ahead of them, there was no way she’d just be soaking in the sun waiting to be found.

Frank followed the prince into the board room, nodding at the four other men already there. He couldn’t help but notice the way the men straightened their back as they entered.

“Sorry for the wait,” the prince immediately switched to his Professional Mode and took his seat, “Jack, get us started.”

“W-well, your Highness, we, uh….” Frank stifled a smirk, of course you’d be the first, “we have our best men covering as much ground as possible.”

“Great,” the Prince turned to one of the other men, “any news from our eye in the sky?”

“Not yet,” the blonde startled a bit at the question, fidgeting with his tie as he answered, “as soon as we have a confirmed sighting, we’ll let you know. If she’s anywhere within a fifty foot radius, we’ll find her.”

Frank blinked, did I hear that right? “Excuse me gentlemen,” he turned to the prince, “Is this not the board meeting?”

The prince waved a dismissive hand, “No, no, I had that cancelled.”

“Cancelled?” he took a small step forward, “Sir, I don’t think-”

“I don’t pay you to think,” Frank blinked at the tone, noting the slight recoil that came from the other men in the room, “I pay you to do as I say.”

All this for her? The butler shook his head slightly, raising a hand, “Sir, if I may-”

The prince waved his hand again, the four other men in the room practically running for the door, “You may,” he stood, careful to keep his face blank of emotion, like his father, “either get on board with the search or pack your bags.”

Franks’ jaw dropped, “S-sir?” Surely he’s not serious.

The prince made his way to the door, and Frank saw the effort it took for him to keep from looking back at him, “Be gone by the end of the day.”

Frank took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, “I practically raised you.”

The princes’ face twitched before smoothing out again, “If you refuse to listen, then you’re no longer needed.”

Frank paused as the prince left the room with that, shock beginning to set in. He rushed to the door, head spinning from what just happened, “Sir!” the prince stopped walking, finally looking him in the eye, “it’s just a dog!”


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Sudsatorium Jumbo Gumbo Shampoo Review




So far, I’ve just done food reviews, so I wasn’t too sure if I should do non-food items as well, but, since being vegan is more then just what you eat, I figured I should probably do some non-food items. Also, I realized that the non-food items might be things that trip more people up. Also, with warm weather around the corner, you’ll want to know some products to help keep your hair looking its best in the sun. (Since it’s no longer covered by a hat)

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This was the first vegan shampoo I’ve ever tried (I only really started switching over the non-food products in my life this past year), so I wasn’t too sure what to expect. I mean, aside from not being tested on animals, how different could it be? I read a few articles online that said that vegan shampoo wasn’t supposed to lather, since the lathering didn’t actually clean your hair, then I read another article (and talked to a rep at LUSH) who said that lathering was important – basically, there was a lot of different, conflicting ideas on what exactly a vegan shampoo was supposed to be. My main two concerns before going out to buy a shampoo: if it was vegan/tested on animals, and the smell.

So, I went to one of the few grocers I actually trust: Good Rebel. They’re a fantastic (albeit small) grocer here in Toronto, that’s run by two of the most well-intentioned people I’ve met. I wish I could visit more often then I do. (I live on the other side of the city) I knew 1) that if I went there I’d for sure get a vegan shampoo and 2) if I had a question, I could ask one of the owner’s without feeling uncomfortable.

They had a few different shampoos on display, but I picked this one because it honest-to-God smelled like gummy bears. Seriously, who doesn’t want their hair to smell like gummy bears? I had one sniff and it was a done deal. Sudsatorium has a few different scents, but this was the only one Good Rebel sold by this brand. And man, am I glad they picked this one.

I used it once, and was a bit confused – I knew going in, after reading a few articles that some of the vegan shampoos wouldn’t lather, but the company was called Sudsatorium – so maybe I was using it wrong? Did I need to use more of it to get the lather? Was it actually still cleaning my hair? I reached out to Good Rebel to ask them about it, but while I waited for my answer, I continued using my non-vegan shampoo. (I know, I know, but I wasn’t gonna not wash my hair, and instead of throwing out the rest of the bottle, I might as well finish it) I wasn’t able to tell if it had really cleaned my hair, so I was a bit skeptical to use it until I got an answer.




They answered me in a few days, letting me know this is what the company said: Their shampoos do lather a little, but not nearly as much as conventional shampoos, because they don’t contain sulfates. They also explained that the foam in shampoo doesn’t actually have any impact on cleaning capabilities and that it’s actually a clever marketing tactic.

How’s that for some facts, huh? Straight from the company, I was glad to hear that I wasn’t somehow misusing shampoo, and was glad that the lathering didn’t actually make a difference. (At least in their products)

After getting that confirmation, although still a bit skeptical, I decided to give it another shot. And, I have to say, I’m not sure if it was a placebo effect, or if my hair was just dirtier the first time I tried it, but this time around, it did seem to clean my hair just as well as the other shampoo.

Also, the bottle lasted a while. I bought the bottle in September and it lasted until around the end of February. (I actually still have the smallest bit left in the bottle.) Which is amazing, especially because the bottle wasn’t that big, it was only 250ml. Another bonus, the product was only about ten bucks at Good Rebel. What other shampoo lasts 5 months for ten dollars?* Exactly.

The only real issue I had with this product was that it took some getting used to not having my hair lather. Once you get over that though, it’s smooth sailing.

I definitely recommend this product if you haven’t tried it yet. If you’re still unsure, it’s not that expensive, do yourself a favour and just go try it. The smell alone should be enough of a hook.

*I’m saying this as someone who washes their hair every other day. I do have pretty long/thick hair, though.


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Store Crawl #1: Zehr’s




I’ve wanted to do these Store Crawls for a while, but there was always something more important/immediate that had to get done.

I’ve finally decided to stop putting it off, so welcome to the first Store Crawl!

Store Crawls are going to be articles where I take you through/list all the vegan offerings available at a non-vegan grocery store (No Frills, Loblaws, Metro, Sobeys, etc.), in the hopes it helps you out should you need to buy something. Now, since these aren’t vegan-centric grocers, I’ll only be listing the premade stuff, that’s available more in a grab and go style, like the deli meats, cheeses, etc. Hopefully, this will help you should you ever find yourself away from your preferred grocery store so you aren’t scrambling for something, also this may help you with your day-to-day shopping.

Okay, so, without further ado, here’s the first Store Crawl:

I know Zehr’s is not in Toronto (I’ve yet to find one, anyway), so if you live outside of Toronto (say, New Market, or Barrie), this might be of more help to you. I’ll be posting other Store Crawls for stores that are actually in the city soon, so keep your eye out!

I’m starting with Zehr’s because I was just there this past weekend and figured, why not start with the one that’s fresh in my mind?

Here’s what I found:

Apparently, Zehr’s is owned by Loblaws, so they have a lot of vegan options, thankfully. They pretty much had all this stuff in one aisle, (I believe it was labelled the ‘Natural Foods’ aisle) which was super convenient for me, I didn’t have to run around the entire store!

Deli Section: (Next to the meat counter)

  • Yves Lunch Meats (Turk’y, Ham, Bologne, and pepperoni)
  • Yves Not-dogs
  • Daiya Shreds (Mozzerella and Cheddar, no slices or blocks)

Natural Foods Aisle

Fridge/Freezer:

  • Silk (I didn’t see Silk Almond, just the Soy, also didn’t see the Chocolate one, just Plain and Vanilla)
  • Earth Balance Butter
  • Veganaise
  • Daiya Yogurt
  • Daiya Pizza
  • Gardein Nuggets (7 Grain Crispy Tenders, Mandarin Orange Chick’N nuggets and the Fishless Filets)
  • Hilary’s Burgers (green box [which I believe is their original?], and I think there was a purple box [Spicy Thai] too)
  • Sol Burgers (Quinoa)
  • Nature’s Path Organic Buckwheat Blueberry Waffles (Gluten Free!)
  • Amy’s Kitchen Black Bean Vegetable Burrito (the green and blue wrapper one)
  • So Good Ice-cream (chocolate)

Shelf:

  • Almond Breeze
  • Rice Dream
  • Coconut Oil
  • Amy’s Kitchen Cans (Organic Alphabet Soup [my favourite!], Organic Lentil, Vegetable Soup, Organic Fire Roasted Southwestern Vegetable soup, and they had a black can, I’m not too sure which kind that one was)
  • Daiya Mac (Deluxe Cheddar and Deluxe Alfredo – they were $4.49!)
  • Nuts To You Organic Tahini Paste (and almond and other nut butters)
  • Skinny Pop White Cheddar Popcorn
  • Veggie Sticks
  • Love Beauty and Planet Shampoo (never seen/heard of this brand before, I bought a bottle, keep an eye out for the review!)

And there you have it! Most, if not all the vegan finds available at Zehr’s.

I did my best to keep all the proper brand names/flavours, as I felt it’d be more comprehensive to list the ‘official’ flavours, instead of just listing (as example) ‘Gardein nuggets’. I’m sure some of you would still understand what I meant if I did it in short-hand, but I thought it might just make it easier, especially if you’re wanting to find a certain product for the first time, or requesting it.

I hope you found this list helpful, and I look forward to doing more of them in the future.


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Someday

Happy Valentine’s Day! Hope you guys enjoy this fluffy treat!

Written: 18.02.07

Words: 3,171

DeanxJo and SamxJess


“Hey, Jo.”

“Hey,” she looked up from her laptop screen, tall blonde winking as he passed by, “Dean!” she jumped up from her seat.

He stopped a few feet away, thousand watt smile making her heart melt, damn he’s hot…

“W-would you wanna, uhm,” she went to cross her arms, elbow knocking her coffee all over her laptop, “shit,” her cheeks flared as she hurriedly grabbed some napkins.

She heard him laugh and glanced up to see him continue over to the order line.

There go my chances, she pulled another handful of napkins out of the dispenser on the table and began wiping at the keyboard, not bothering to hold in her groan, stupid. Why do you always let him-

“Need a hand?”

“I can do it,” she didn’t bother to look up.

“Oh… okay.”

You’re such an idiot, can you just once not turn into a total klutz when he’s around? Just once? She threw the soaked napkins on the table with a sigh, it’s not like you’d even have a shot with him. She pressed the power button, holding her breath.

Of course, the screen stayed black and nothing happened, great, that’s just great. She flopped back down into the booth, putting her head in her arms on the table, I’m screwed. Now I’m never gonna finish her Art History paper, flunk out. I’ll have to move back home, work at the Roadhouse and marry Ash. She shuddered, picturing herself with the mullet rocker, oh, God.

“E-excuse me?”

She groaned again before bringing her head out of her arms, to be greeted with an even taller brunette.

“Do I know you?”

He fidgeted on the spot, tucking his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, “I was just wondering if you maybe wanted… to, uhm…” he trailed off as he looked behind him.

She followed his eyes to see Dean giving a thumbs-up and a giant grin on his face, he knows Dean? She turned back to the brunette, “You know Dean?”

“Huh?” the kid paled and looked about ready to pass out, “Oh, y-yeah, he’s my brother.”

“Your brother, huh?” She turned her eyes again to Dean, this could work, she smiled and stood up, “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you…?”

“Sam,” he looked up to her from under his bangs, pulling one hand out of his pocket to shake.

“Sam, I’m Jo,” she swatted his hand away, before wrapping him up in a hug, “and I’d love to hang out sometime.”

“R-really?”

“Uh-huh,” she took a step back before reaching for another napkin, pulling a pen out of her purse, “here,” she scribbled on it before handing it over, “that’s my cell, call my any time you want to hang.”

“W-wow…” he stood there starring at the napkin for a moment, eyebrows disappeared into his hair, “I-I didn’t think-”

“So, Sammy, how’d it go?” Dean sauntered over and slung his arm around the giants shoulders.

The brunette held out the napkin in silent awe, the blondes’ smile grew as he saw it, “That’s my boy!”

Sam cast his gaze to the floor, cheeks flaring up. He put the napkin in one of his pockets.

Dean turned his green eyes to her and it took all her strength to keep her knees from giving out, “How’d he do, Sugar?”

She crossed her arms, hoping her cheeks weren’t as red as they felt, “He did pretty good. Just needs to relax a little. Not like I’m gonna bite him.”

Dean tilted his head back and laughed, you are killing me, she failed to quite the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, do you know how beautiful you are?

He clapped his brother on the back, “Alright, Hefner, whaddya say we get you outta here?”

Sam just nodded wordlessly, eyes still fixed on the floor. Dean chuckled before corralling him toward the door. She bit her lip and gave him a once over as they left, you’re gonna cause me so much trouble.

“Get it done?”

Jo suppressed a groan as she closed the door to her dorm, broken laptop tucked under her arm. She threw it on the coffee table before flopping down on the couch with a sigh. Jess gave her a quizzical look before sliding off the couch to sit on the floor, inspecting it. She jumped up off the floor and jogged out of the room.

“Hey, what’re you-” Jo cut herself off as her roommate came back in holding a bunch of towels and a hair dryer.

Jess got back on the floor, opening the back of the laptop, and took the battery out, placing it on one of the towels. She blotted at the keyboard with another towel before picking the laptop up, sliding the towel under where it had been sitting before carefully rocking it side to side. Jo watched in confused silence, what is she doing?

“Coffee?” Jess put the laptop back down on top of the towel before reaching over to plug in the hair dryer.

“Yeah. How did you-?”

“Oh, don’t get excited, you were at a coffee shop,” she switched it on and moved it around slowly a few inches above the laptop, “so, was it Dean or some new guy?”

Jo’s cheeks flared up and she squared her jaw, “Dean.”

Jess chuckled, glancing to her roommate, “I thought so.”

“Hey, it wasn’t like-”

“Relax, Jo, I’m not judging. Lord knows I’ve wrecked more then my fair share of laptops,” she winked, “How do you think I got so good at fixing them?”

Jo opened her mouth to respond but closed it and shook her head, that’s hard to believe.

“So…”

“So…?”

“Tell me what happened!”

“Oh,” Jo adjusted her sitting position, so her legs were curled up under her, “Uh, okay… well, he walked in and I stood up and knocked my coffee on the laptop, and then his brother-”

“There’s another one?” Jess raised an eyebrow.

“What? Yeah, but Sam – that’s his brother’s name – he’s not like Dean. He was actually really shy, but damn if he’s not the tallest thing I’ve ever seen. Anyway, he asked me for my number and then Dean-”

“Whoa, wait,” Jess turned the hair dryer off, “Dean asked for your number?”

“No, Sam did,” Jo tilted her head, “Don’t you think if Dean asked for my number I would’ve led with that?”

Jess shrugged and unplugged the hair dryer, “You could’ve been building up to it.”

Jo shook her head, “Dean did come over after he got it. He seemed really proud of his brother, I guess he has trouble with things like that, I don’t know.”

Jess nodded and smiled, “Clever.”

“What?”

Jess gave her an incredulous look, “That’s obviously your way in.”

Jo pinched the bridge of her nose, “You think I’m gonna get Dean to ask me out by dating his brother?”

Both girls jumped as a phone started ringing. Jo dug it out of her pocket and checked the ID, “It says Unknown.”

Jess jumped on the couch beside her friend, “That’s probably Sam! Answer it!”

“What? No way, what if it’s someone else?”

Jess rolled her eyes and snatched the phone from her hands, dancing away as she grabbed for it, “Jo’s phone, who’s speaking?”

“Jess,” she hissed and stood, following her into the hall, “give me the phone!”

Her roommate held up a finger as she listened, “A party? Tonight?”

“Don’t you dare,” Jo narrowed her eyes.

“She’d love to come!”

Jo balled her hands into fists, she lunged forward, nearly falling over as Jess made a bee-line for the bedroom.

“Jess!” She tried the knob, huffing when it didn’t open.

“What? Oh, nothing, I just have the T.V. on.”

Jo smacked the door, uselessly, “C’mon!”

“We look forward to seeing you too. Alright, bye.”

The bedroom door opened to reveal Jess, grinning ear to ear.

“I’m gonna kill you.”

She tossed the phone back to her roommate, and made her way back to the living room, “You’re welcome.”

“Why did you do that?”

“Oh, relax,” she sat on the couch, “If anything, I did you a favour. Now you don’t have to go through all that awkward first date talk.”

“I don’t want to go to a party!” Jo flopped down on the couch, crossing her arms, dropping her voice, “Especially tonight.”

Jess’ expression softened, “Hey, I know it’s been hard on you since Rob left, but c’mon, tomorrows Valentine’s Day. You owe it to yourself to not wake up alone.”

“Exactly, Rob left,” she crossed her arms, “Why can’t you just leave me to watch rom-coms and eat Ben and Jerry’s out of the tub like a normal person?”

Jess rolled her eyes, “Will you quit being so dramatic? It’ll be fun. Besides,” she reached under the couch, holding up the silver knife, raising an eyebrow, “You’re anything but normal.”

“Hey,” Jo grabbed it and put it back under the couch, “There’s nothing wrong with protecting ourselves.”

Jess gave her a pointed look.

“Ugh, fine,” she rested her head against the back of the couch, “But there’s no way I’m going alone.”

Jess shrugged, “I can’t go, he didn’t invite me.”

S jumped off the couch, rubbing her hands together before hovering a finger over the power button, “Ready?”

Jo nodded, “You’re definitely going.”

Both girls held their breath as she pressed the power button.

“Ah-ha!” Jess beamed as the computer whirred to life.

Jo jumped up and hugged her, “You’re a genius!”

“I know,” she nodded toward the bedroom, “Now go get ready.”

Jo kneeled on the ground, opening Word to see the Auto-saved version of her paper pop-up, “Oh my God, it’s still here… I love you, you know that? You totally saved my ass.”

She got back up and hugged her again, tighter this time.

Jess chuckled, “Okay, okay, Jesus,” she backed out of her arms, “Save some of that for Sam, would ya?”

“Which one is him?”

Jo nodded toward the tallest brunette in the room, paling as she saw Dean was standing beside him.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding about him being tall,” Jess sized him up through the crowd.

“We should leave. There’s too many people here, we’ll never get to talk to them,” Jo reached for the door, to by stopped by her friend.

“Hey, listen to me, parties are a great way to talk to your crush. There’s booze, and loud music, so you have to lean in to hear each other,” Jess spun her around and pushed her slightly in the direction of the boys, “and hey, if something goes wrong, there’s a million people here to mask your escape.”

“Oh, gee, thanks,” Jo rolled her eyes.

“Have fun!”

“What? No, don’t you dare-” Jo spun around, her friend already vanished in the crowd, damn it, “Jess!”

Jo stomped her foot and looked around, you bitch…

“J-Jo?”

She closed her eyes and took a breath, plastering a smile on her face before spinning around to greet the giant, “Hey, Sam!”

“You came? I can’t believe you actually-”

“Sammy, don’t be rude, get the girl a drink,” Dean interrupted, nodding toward the kitchen island.

“Oh, no, that’s okay,” she shook her head, “I don’t need a-”

“Don’t be a prude, Jo,” she felt Jess sling an arm around her shoulders, “She’ll take a whiskey.”

Dean gave Jess a once over, smirking, “And you are…?”

Jess switched the cup she was holding to her other hand, sticking the newly empty hand out for him to shake, “Jess. I’m Jo’s roommate.”

He looked between the two girls, “Jess and Jo, huh?”

Jess faked a laugh, “I know, right? It’s so weird, right Jo?”

Jo nodded, feeling a lump begin to form in her throat, I never noticed how many freckles he had.

Deans’ brows furrowed with concern as he placed a hand on her arm, “Are you okay?”

Oh my God, those eyes… she felt her heartbeat quicken, skin exploding at the touch, “I-I’m uhm, y-yeah, I mean, it’s, I’m-”

“She’s just a little claustrophobic,” Jess cut in, “Too many people, y’know?”

Dean looked around, rubbing a hand at the back of his neck, “Yeah, I get it. This party got kind of out of control. I don’t know half these people.”

Jo let out a shaky laugh, feeling her face pale, “T-this is your party?”

“Yeah, I thought it’d be a good way to keep my rep going, but it’s looking like I’m gonna have to call it soon.”

“Ooohhh, no…” Jo mentally face-palmed, get it together, you’re drowning!

“Do you maybe have some place she could go to get some air?”

“Yeah, of course,” he put his cup down and grabbed her hand, getting her out from under Jess’ shoulder, “Let me show you.”

Jo turned back to her friend, eyes wide with panic as Dean led them up the stairs. Jess waved just as Sam came back.

“Where are they going?”

Jess eyed him for a minute, he is really tall. “They’re just going to get some air. Jo was getting nervous being around all these people.”

“Oh…”

Why does he sound sad? Jess noticed the two cups he was holding, “You going for a blackout tonight?”

“Huh?” He followed her gaze and blushed, “No, no. I don’t-” he hung his head and took in a deep breath, “They were for my brother, but, since he’s off doing God-knows-what to your friend…”

He held one of the cups out, smiling.

“You didn’t drug it or anything weird, did you?”

“What? God, no! I’d never-”

“Oh, relax,” she took the cup, smiling, “I trust you…. Kinda.”

He let out a laugh and took a swig from the other cup. She brought the cup up to her lips, doesn’t smell weird, she downed it in a couple of chugs, bringing it down to see the giant starring at her, eyes wide with surprise.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing, I just, um… a-are you going for a blackout?”

She threw her head back and laughed, “Off one? I don’t think so.”

“Do you want another? If you can’t handle it, I could-”

“Oh, look at you. One drink and you’re Mr. Cocky, huh?” She gave him a once over before handing him the empty cup, “I can handle it, trust me.”

“Are you uh, challenging me to a drink off?”

She got up on her tiptoes, getting as close to his ear as possible, “Scared?”

The corners’ of his mouth twitched for a moment, his eyes dancing in the dim light, “Of you?” he chuckled again, “Definitely not.”

“Then what’re you waiting for?” She took a step back, grin widening, this is gonna be fun.

“Alright,” he shrugged, still laughing, “I’ll be right back.”

She watched him go, feeling butterflies begin to flutter in her stomach; “You’re so going down, Winchester.”

“Are you sure you’re feeling better?”

Jo nodded her head, doing her best to not look down. He had brought her up to the bedroom, and so far, she’d been failing pretty hard at the whole ‘conversation’ thing. She hadn’t been able to form a complete sentence for over twenty minutes. Dean thought she was still nervous, so, in a misguided attempt to get her more relaxed, he pulled her out the bedroom window, where the two were now perched on the roof, overlooking the front lawn. She didn’t have the heart to tell him she was scared of heights. If I wasn’t such a wuss… She wrapped her arms around her legs and closed her eyes, breathing deeply, just beginning to get her heart to calm down. Pull yourself together! You ganked your first vamp last week and you can’t talk to a boy? What kind of hunter are you? She groaned, I hate being a girl. Maybe I should tell him I need to go…

She lifted her head, “Hey, Dean-”

Hey Jude, don’t make it bad.

She cut herself off as he started singing, his eyes were closed, face tilted toward the sky, like he’s looking at someone. She stayed silent as he sang, in slight awe of his soft voice, he’s actually pretty good. Is there anything you can’t do?

He finished the song and opened his eyes, keeping them on the sky, “My mom used to sing it to me when I couldn’t sleep, I thought that maybe-” he turned hopeful eyes to her, before bowing his head, “Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” she placed a hand on his arm, when did I get this close? “It was beautiful.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I mean,” she shrugged, how do I tell him it was amazing without sounding like a complete fangirl?, “a little pitchy, but other then that…”

She internally screamed, oh yeah, sarcasm, that’ll do it.

“Oh,” he chuckled and looked down again, “that’s great. You think I can’t sing.”

“I didn’t say that.” God why did I even open my mouth?

“It seemed like it.”

“Will you just kiss me already?”

He blinked at her in surprise, shit, did I say that out loud?

The vulnerability on his face was gone in a flash, masked now by a smirk, “You want me to kiss you?”

She felt her cheeks flare up, “Not if you’re gonna get like that.”

“Get like what?”

She shook her head and half stood, “Never mind. Just, can you forget that I-”

He crushed her into him. She was initially stiff with surprise but after a few moments kissed him back, hard. Is this really happening? He scooped her up and placed her on his lap, as she began running her hands through his hair.

“You are so sexy,” she panted between kisses, switching to kiss his cheeks and down his neck.

“Y-yeah?” His hands roamed all over her back, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for a while.”

She moaned and brought their lips back together, heart beat quickening again. His hands roamed under her shirt and froze as they found the hilt of her knife. Oh, shit. She jumped off of him, wiping her mouth and turning for the window.

“Jo, wait,” his tone made her turn back, “Why do you have that? What’s it-”

“Jo!”

The couple turned to see Jess standing on the lawn, eyes scanning for her friend, Sam a few feet away, confusion and hurt fighting for dominance on his face.

“Jess!” The roommate finally spotted her on the roof, “I’ll be down in a minute!” Jo got up on shaky feet and headed for the window, “Jess needs me, I’m sorry but I have to go.”

“Hey, wait a minute,” Dean grabbed her arm, “You’re just gonna leave? What about that… thing? Are we not gonna talk about it?”

“I have to go, and it’s a long story, I can’t-”

“Please, just,” he reached his arms out toward her, looking like a kicked puppy, “Give me something?”

She sighed, leaning back out the window to give him a peck on the cheek, and a wink, “Maybe some day I’ll show you.”


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The Problem With Fanfiction Writers

… Is that some people who look down their nose at them. We’ve all been there. ‘When are you gonna get a real job?’, ‘You’re not a real writer’, etc. Whoever told you to this is full of sh*t. I’m sorry, but since when is using someone else’s idea as a base/platform for your own creativity bad/wrong? Are you trying to tell me you never played with Barbie’s or G. I. Joes or Hot Wheels?

‘But those are just toys! It’s different!’ Is it now? How would you feel if your mom/dad/guardian told you to ‘go play’ but took all your toys away? Or, when you bad and they did take them – how sad did that make you? What did you end up doing without them? Sitting there feeling sorry for yourself and/or crying/bargaining saying you’d ‘do anything’ to get them back.

And now let me ask you: do you still have those toys you once thought were so precious? Do you still play with them when you get home from work? No, because you outgrew them, right? You don’t need them anymore.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying you always out grow it. You can still write it for fun, because it’s fun. It’s for you and makes you happy. I write fanfiction too, it’s all good.

But, shooting a writer down because they ‘write fanfiction’ is not cool or helpful. You know what you do each time you say that to someone? You chip away at their dreams. Yes, you do. Especially when they’re 12-14 year olds. ‘Oh, it’s not perfect grammar, there’s spelling mistakes, blah, blah, blah’, of course there is! Newsflash: they’re kids. They’re learning. They’re teaching themselves basics with characters they know. They’re taking the familiar and making it their own. Making it less daunting.

Look at the famous writers you (maybe) were taught or at least read in school: Robert Munch, Barbara Park (Junie B. Jones), Dav Pilky (Captain Underpants), Stephen King even Dr. Suess – notice what all these big authors have in common?

They all have a lot of books. Some of them even had whole dedicated sections in the library. Any child who is aspiring to become a writer is guarantee thinking ‘I could never do that.’ When you are just learning what a noun is, and the different parts of a sentence – of course you look at that giant library as Mount Everest.

It doesn’t help that ‘writer’ is never addressed as something you can grow up to be, (but that’s a whole other article) kids are literally stunted in pursuing a writing career at the same time they’re just learning what writing even is.

Is it really a wonder why some dip their toes into the profession using characters that are already established/developed/loved?

Fanfiction should not be scoffed at – there are some amazing works and writers that wouldn’t exist if they didn’t write fanfiction. So don’t you dare tell me fanfiction is somehow ‘polluting’ the writing genre.

Here’s just a few examples of famous works that are fanfiction:

  • The Lion King – Retelling of Hamlet
  • Romeo and Juliet – yep, even Shakespeare himself wrote fanfiction. He based it off of an Arthur Brooke poem, The Tragic History of Romeo and Juliet
  • Dante’s Inferno – Bible fic
  • The Three Musketeers – based on another book, Mémoires de Monsieur d’Artagnan
  • Lord of the Flies – some may argue this is more a parody than fic, but either way, it was based on The Coral Island

These are just 5 examples of famous works out of what I’m sure is hundreds, but look at how beloved the above works are. Not all fics are bad (like, say… Fifty Shades of Grey [which is a Twilight fic, FYI]) and they’re not all gonna be gold, either. Give kids the same encouragement to write fic that you’d give them if they wanted to be a doctor, or lawyer.

Do you really want to be responsible for telling the next Shakespeare they shouldn’t write?

Castle Kitchen Classic Caramel Dark Hot Chocolate Review




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Hot chocolate – it’s a prime winter staple. Who doesn’t have fond memories of spooning too much powdered chocolate into a cup with not enough water? Sure, it wasn’t the most perfect drink you ever concocted, but hey – at least your parents’ let you make it yourself, right? That alone made it taste ten times better, ‘Look what I made! Look what I made!’

You’ve probably gotten better at it over the years, but maybe you’ve found that the same mixes you had as a kid really aren’t all that exciting. These days with people catching Pokemon ‘IRL’ and talking to robots, well… powdered chocolate doesn’t quite cut it like it used to.

Luckily for us hot chocolate has come a long way since then, and one of the greatest improvements that’s been made? Adding shit to the powder. Plain old hot chocolate is good, but caramel hot chocolate? That’s great.

I don’t know what it is, but since going vegan, I’ve discovered countless cool products that I otherwise wouldn’t be able to (or have ever tasted) before. One such thing, would be one of the first times I went to Starbucks and got a Caramel Soy Latte. That was beyond good. (I’ll be doing another post about cool Starbucks Canada offerings [yes they can be different than the US] later)

Turns out, I really like caramel flavoured stuff – who knew? So last year as the weather began getting colder, and I was just discovering the wonderful world of faux foods that wouldn’t kill me (or that I never tried because growing up I wasn’t allowed) I knew that I just had to try the Castle Kitchen Caramel Hot Chocolate. And boy was I sure glad I did! It’s so… indescribably amazing!




Maybe it seemed better than it is because I had spent years before that just using cocoa powder (the baking kind) and hot water, or maybe it was the excitement of trying a new product – rationalize my excitement however you need to, but I’m telling you this? You won’t go wrong if you buy a can of this stuff.

It comes in a pretty big can too, and only needing one spoonful for each cup, it lasts a while. I didn’t drink it everyday (I wanted to preserve it so I could have it as long as I could) but even if I did, I’m sure it’d still last a while. I bought it in early December (it’s somewhere on my Instagram), and I still had it at New Years. Even just peeling the foil back and smelling it… I’ll admit, I was salivating a bit. If they had a perfume out there that smells like that (or a body wash!) I would definitely be first in line to buy it. (The closest one I could think of would be the I Love… Cosmetics Yummy Caramel, but I’ve yet to get my hands on it). But, that’s a whole other post.

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This stuff is definitely, hands-down my favourite hot chocolate I’ve ever had. And, with the addition of mini Dandies on top? It’s like a cup right out of a winter fairy tale. Now, the can says to add 3Tbsp. to 6oz. of water, but let me tell you – I use 1 Tbsp and just fill up a regular-sized mug and it tastes great. Not watery at all, and, there is even some leftover powder at the bottom of the cup. So the fact it wants you to add 3 Tbsps? Crazy. The only thing you’ll achieve by doing that is running out of this delicious stuff sooner than you want. Trust me, you can get buy with great-tasting hot chocolate on 1 Tbsp.

This powder man… what more can I say to convince you? It’s chocolate with caramel – what more of an explanation do you need?

Don’t just take my word for it though – go out and get yourself a can so you can be your own judge. I’ve already got mine. With this by my side, I’m definitely ready to take on the cold. Also, it’s an amazing drink to come back to after all the shopping, cooking and parties. It’s the perfect cup to unwind while you tear off your party clothes in favour of pj’s and curl up on the couch to Netflix the night away.


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Holiday Nightmares




Started: 15.12.16

Finished: 17.12.10

X-Mas Fic, Destiel/Sabriel


“I don’t understand why we’re here.”

Dean didn’t even bother to look up from the shelf this time, he actually said it a millionth time, “Because we need to get Sam a present.”

“But why does he need a present? Neither of you went to Hell this year,” the angel eyed a toy Santa with slight bewilderment, “isn’t that enough?”

Dean hung his head in defeat, scrubbing a hand down his face – apparently it didn’t matter how many times he explained the holiday to the angel, he just did not understand the concept of Christmas. Dean thought it was a bit odd considering he was, y’know, an angel and all, and yet… He looked over to see the angel starring at a star tree topper, head tilted to the side in confusion, I don’t have time for this, they’ll be back soon.

“He’s getting a present because I said he gets one.”

Cas nodded, still clearly not understanding, grabbing one of the Santa figures off the shelf before turning toward the hunter, “What about this?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I said no,” the blonde stormed to the end of the aisle, hands balling at his sides, “Can you just…? Put it back.”

“But Dean-”

The hunter strode back over to the shorter man, grabbing for the figure, “Put it back.”

“What are you doing?” Cas tugged the doll towards him, still looking confused, “Let go.”

“Cas,” Dean eyed the other shopper’s in the aisle, noting their stares, “Just give me the damn doll.”

“No,” he tugged it backward again.

The blonde lost his grip on the doll and both it and the raven haired man went crashing against the shelf. Dean winced when snowglobes went crashing to the floor as it began to tip over.

“Oh, c’mon!” he watched as the falling shelf caused a domino-like chain reaction, sending each shelf after it crashing toward the ground.

Cas starred wide-eyed as the scene unfolded, mouth slightly agape. Dean pulled the ex-angel by the sleeve toward the door, failing to suppress the blush that was creeping up his neck.

“Dean…”

“Shut up and move,” he pulled on the sleeve harder, practically dragging the shorter man behind him.

A moment later they burst through the doors, the bite of cold air making the blonde’s eyes water. He wiped at them hastily as he scanned the parking lot for their car. He found it after what felt like forever and started toward it, knuckles growing white around the others’ wrist. He all but shoved Cas toward the car side before making his way around to the drivers’ side.

He climbed in with a huff before starting the engine, “Don’t tell Sammy.”

 

 

“Sammich, hurry up!”

“You could help y’know,” Sam flicked his eyes up from the present in front of him to the angel splayed out on the couch.

“Pfft, please,” the shorter man shot up and leaned over the arm, “we both know it would go ten times slower if I helped.”

“Not if you actually helped, instead of tying me up with the ribbons,” he taped the last corner before carefully placing it in the shopping bag that held the others.

“You can’t blame me for that,” Gabriel turned around so he was hanging upside down, “this is so boring.”

“You didn’t have to come, y’know,” the giant began packing the wrapping paper and tape away.

The brunette frowned and tilted his head to the side, “Would you rather be alone?”

Sam scoffed as he got to his feet, grabbing the shopping bag, legs tingling from being crossed so long, “Not like this is any better.”

Gabriels’ frown deepened and he lowered his eyes to the floor, “Am I really that bad?”

Sam half smiled before making his way to him, leaning down to press a kiss to his exposed neck, “Yes. But if you weren’t I wouldn’t have nearly as much fun.”

He smiled up at the giant and watched as he hid the shopping bag in the hall closet, “You think this is fun, you should wait until you see what I got you for Christmas.”

The giant bellowed out a laugh as he came back into the room, shaking his head before flopping down on the couch with a sigh. Gabriel sat upright, lifting the giants’ arm up and placing it around him, snuggling into his chest. Sam closed his eyes, resting his head on top of the shorter mans’.

“This is nice.”

“Not as fun as last years’ ribbon war, but still good,” Gabriel deflated against the giants’ chest, relishing the sound of his heartbeat.

The clock on the wall tolled, making the hunter sigh with disappointment, “You should probably go.”

The angel sighed, turning puppy-dog eyes up to the hunter, “Do I have to?”

Sam gave a sad smile as he slid out from under the shorter man, just in case, he left a bit of space between them.

The angel huffed before climbing over the coffee table to straddle his lap, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Gabriel,” he couldn’t help glancing at the door, “they’ll be back soon.”

“So? Why can’t telling them be their Christmas present?”

“Because I already bought and wrapped the other gifts,” Sam pecked his cheek, “we can tell them next year.”

“That’s what you said last year,” Gabriel pouted, moving his position so he was draped over the hunters’ lap, “You aren’t ashamed of me, are you?”

“Ashamed of you?” Sam eyed him carefully, pretending to weigh his options, “well, now that you mention it-”

“Sammich, that hurts,” Gabriel jumped up from his lap, “But I can take a hint,” he threw the back of his hand against his forehead, turning away, “I’ll go.”

Sam rolled his eyes before getting up, “Gabriel-”

“No, no, it’s fine,” he took a few steps toward the door, “I know when I’m not wanted.”

The giant caught his wrist, spinning him back into his chest, he smiled down at the angel, chuckling, “You are such a drama queen.”

“Pfft, me?”

Sam shook his head, I’m in love with an idiot…

“Make up your mind, am I a drama queen or an idiot?” He wrapped his arms around the hunters’ middle.

“Both.”

Gabriel faked a hurt expression, “Well fine then.”

Sam dipped his head to capture the angels’ lips, “But you’re definitely wanted-”

“Good…”

“-which is why I don’t want Dean to fry off your wings.”

The angel huffed before nodding, “Yeah, okay.”

“I’ll see you later?” Sam unconsciously tightened his grip.

“Whoa, Sammich, I know I can just flash out, but I can’t take you with me,” Gabriel took a few steps back before noting the sad expression on the hunters face, “Hey, I’m not leaving forever. I’ll be back after Dean and Cas show up.”

“I know,” Sam forced a smile and watched as he disappeared, I just wish you didn’t have to go.

 

 

“Why can’t we just go home?”

“Because I still haven’t found a present for Sam.”

“But I’m tired,” the raven-haired man flopped down in the middle of the aisle, cross-legged.

Dean let out an exasperated sigh – this was the third fucking third?! store they’d been to since their little accident, and the angel had been getting increasingly more childish.

You could leave if you want,” he continued scanning the shelves, why do none of these stores have this stupid razor, anyway?

“I can’t!” Cas flopped himself backward, head making a sickening crack when it hit the floor.

And now he’s actually whining… Dean scrubbed a hand down his face, “Well then shut up about it! Please, for God’s sake just-”

He cut himself off, closing his eyes and forced himself to take a deep breath, don’t say anything you’ll regret… he opened them to find the aisle empty, oh c’mon! he twirled around, searching for the angel but coming up empty. He dug his phone out of his pocket, forcing a smile when he saw the caller I.D.

“Hey Sammy… yeah – no, don’t-don’t worry, we’re just on our way to you… Yeah, yeah, I’m good… Okay, see you in fifteen… yeah, I had to uh, find another store… No, nothing happened… Yeah, okay… Bye.”

Damn it.

 

 

“Dean.”

The hunter swerved the car as the raven-haired man showed up, “Jesus Christ, Cas, what the hell? What did I tell you about that?”

“Sorry,” the angel turned to the passenger side window, but the blonde swore he saw him smirk.

“Where the hell did you go? Sam called, he wants us back now,” he banged a fist against the wheel, “shit, I don’t know what I’m gonna tell him, ‘yeah, I checked three stores and none of them had that stupid razor you-

He cut himself off as the razor he’d been searching for was dropped in his lap. He eyed the angel, how did you…?

“Well while you were taking forever, I decided to use my mojo for something useful. It didn’t take that long, I just took one off the assembly floor.”

“You…?” Dean laughed before throwing the razor in the back, “Damn, thanks, Cas.”

“You’re welcome,” he shifted uncomfortably, “I hope it makes up for my… lack of good behaviour at the last few stores.”

“Yeah, it definitely does, buddy. Good job,” he eyed the present in the rear view mirror, accelerating just a bit more, smile crinkling his eyes, this is perfect, now we just have to- “Shit, Cas, do you know how to wrap?”


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