( If Dean were a betting man — rather, if he wagered on things he hadn't already rigged the outcome of — he'd be inclined to agree with Michael. Him and his brother against God? No way in Hell. And, hilariously, both of them would lose that bet in the end. Go figure.
He's totally on board with this Switzerland neutrality sentiment for the most part, but he doesn't bother hiding the vaguely disgusted scowl that flashes across his features at little huntress. )
Ew, don't- don't call her that, dude, that just sounds like a bad porn name.
( Which is so not the point of this and very aside from the main topic, but he's gotta interject because he physically can't not.
Anyway- )
I'll tell Jo and Cas. I'm not their boss, but I'm sure they'll be down for another ceasefire treaty.
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He's totally on board with this Switzerland neutrality sentiment for the most part, but he doesn't bother hiding the vaguely disgusted scowl that flashes across his features at little huntress. )
Ew, don't- don't call her that, dude, that just sounds like a bad porn name.
( Which is so not the point of this and very aside from the main topic, but he's gotta interject because he physically can't not.
Anyway- )
I'll tell Jo and Cas. I'm not their boss, but I'm sure they'll be down for another ceasefire treaty.
( Like the one they have with Lucifer. Weirdly. )