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Date: 2007-02-15 12:42 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-02-15 08:17 am (UTC)Dean shook his head, mouth tight. "It was horrible."
"What? Werewolves? Vampires? Demons?"
Dean laughed, a bitter humorless chuckle that worried Sam even more than Dean's uncharacteristic behavior. "Oh, demons would have been nice. I'd like to be hunting demons. This..." he trailed off, sat on the hotel bed closest to the bathroom, and put his head in his hands.
Seriously freaked, Sam went over to him. "Dude. What happened?"
"Well, you know, the usual. But then there was this thing, I figure it'll only take a few minutes, right?" He looked up at Sam, eyes wet.
Was Dean... crying? No. Couldn't be. "Go on."
"People acting crazy, not in their right minds, you know?"
Sam nodded.
"And all the witnesses confirmed seeing this... thing. So I tracked it down to this, you know, scenic park... and I--"
"--And you...?"
"I shot it. But I missed. And then it starts shooting freakin arrows at me, man, in a crowd of innocent people."
"Were they hurt?!" Sam pictured a parkful of arrow victims bleeding out as Dean fought this phantom archer. No wonder he was so upset.
"...No, it just made them, uh..." Dean broke off.
Sam frowned. "Made them what?"
"I shot Cupid, okay? I fricking shot Cupid, and he opened fire in that park, and now there are a lot of confused people who just spent the last hour making out with total strangers."
It was a few moments before Sam remembered to shut his mouth. "Cupid? ...The Cupid?"
Dean curled up. "Those wings, man, those horrible little wings..."
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Date: 2007-02-15 08:18 am (UTC)He totally can. Zero's too intimidated to say no!
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