...::: Anyssia :::...

'67 Chevy Impala

Laughing my ass off!

"Dean has the night off, and it's Castiel's turn to choose, so they're in a trendy downtown wine bar - thankfully one that also serves beer. Halfway into his second Red Stripe, Dean makes the mistake of getting up to go the bathroom, and by the time he comes back, a 30-something brunette with expensive highlights has slid onto the empty bar stool next to Castiel.

Castiel is always getting hit on in bars.

Anytime they go out, Castiel becomes a car-battery-charged electromagnet for desperate women and sexually adventurous men. Dean doesn't completely understand what the draw is, but he figures if he could bottle and sell it, they'd never have to work another day in their lives."

"Apparently what Castiel really means is that he's been stalking the campus of Dayton University while Dean's been at work, and he's decided that he wants to be a Professor of Theology when he grows up. "

There's Only One Sure Thing That I Know by blinkiesays
Dean doesn't even get halfway through explaining before Bobby starts laughing. When he lets himself think about it for more than five seconds, Dean can almost see Bobby's point: he's faced down demons, witches, vampires, werewolves, ghosts, angels, and Satan himself and now he's been defeated by the God damn Midwest.

This fanfic is... I don't know, I loved the day to day survival and how normal like is good and well, but not that is easy to achieve. Professor Castiel is too cute for words! ^__^



oh, and I didn't rec it here but I should have: The Distance of the Setting Sun by murron is actually one hell of a beautiful story too!
NC-17; With the apocalypse off the table and Sam returned from the pit, Team Free Will finds themselves at loose ends. When Sam suggests they take a holiday, Dean expects many things. Wearing flip-flops isn't one of them.