Date: 2011-04-03 03:04 am (UTC)
Dean snorted, okay, that was getting better and appreciated.

At the amused look and the pointing Dean just pursed his lips in to a cocky smirk and raised an eyebrow. When the archangel continued the hunter nearly laughed because to be honest, for most of his adult life, Gabriel had just described exactly what Dean did to a tee "Well, you'll find plenty of food, good luck on findin' available chicks. This place is a regular sausage fest."

But any amicable conversation is lost when the other began to laugh, never mind that Dean had thought it just as ridiculous of an idea, that was not the point in this situation. The hunter drew the nice six shooter and the awesome bullets he had gotten from the really hot chick for Christmas and aimed it at the archangel and in a cloud of pink smoke, he chuckled as he remembered that was the same color as the one he had hit Cas with. The hunter stood and waited to see if he'd hit and show Gabriel he had learned a thing or two by making the archangel sprout wings.
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