Supernatural

"Why are you so negative Cas? We are gonna find a way. Dean likes you, he's a just little bit too stubborn." Sam tried to reasoning with the angel.
"That really changed everything Sam, I'm becoming pure optimistic at this exact moment." Sam just sight. "Can you at least turn down the sarcastic little bit? That doesn't help us here. We just have to find a way how to make Dean confess his feelings to you."
Cas just frowned. "Good luck with that, because my death didn't help, his death didn't help, I really don't see a way here Sam."

"No tak, Sammy, neber si to tak, najdem packu a všechno bude v pohodě."
Odpovědí mu byl jen Samův typický bitch face.
"Hele, sedneš si tady do toho pokoje, pěkně uprostřed, hlavně na nic nešahej! Co se může stát? Jakmile to vyřídim, pošlem celýho králíka do horoucích pekel."
Sam osaměl.
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Jasně, že když se Dean vrátil, pokoj byl napůl vypálenej a Sam připoutanej k židli s Kubrikovou pistolí mezi očima. Ale Dean tu králičí packu opravdu získal. No tak to vypadá, že se blýská na lepší časy. Teda pokud Sam nestihne umřít dřív, než provedou zneškodňující rituál. Pohoda. Žádnej stres.

Sam was really angry. His laptop was gone, his socks were missing and in his shampoo was a purple dye. The person who did it was lucky that it was food colour.
"Gabriel, come here now!"
"Hey Samkins, did you call?"
"Where are my laptop and my socks?"
"How should I know?"
To Sam surprise, Gabriel really looked shocked.
"If it wasn't you then who?"
"What are you talking about Sammy... oh no, I know who did it. Did you ever hear about "Like father, like daughter"?"
Sam just sighed and with defeat looked at Gabriel.
"Laila, come here, pronto!"

Sam was drinking something that looked like a coffee. "Morning Sumshine, you looked that you didn't have too much sleep. What is bothering you? Something I can help with?"
Sam looked at his archangel and with a straight face asked. "Why did you choose me? Why are you with me?"
Gabriel's jaw dropped. "Are you serious? You're a keeper Samkins, I hit the bloody jackpot with you. If I'm not gonna count that you are tall, handsome and charming? You're smart, loyal and ready to take a bullet for me... And did I mention that you are sexy as hell?"

"It's finally done?" Dean was impatient as always.
"Almost, pas me the Carduus acanthoides." Dean threw on him the requested plant.
Sam's hand stopped at last moment "Dean for love of Chuck if you don't want to help then leave."
"What did I do this time?"
"This is not Carduus acanthoides this is Carduus crispus. You could have ruined our chance to make the spell of protection for Cas. You know I'm not good at this magic shits, so please go grab some beer and let me work in peace."
Dean was leaving the room murmuring. "Thistle as a thistle."

Sam(carefully): Dean why is it so dark here?
[few quiet seconds]
Sam (little bit scared): Dean this is not funny, where are you? I can't see anything in this pitch black.
[still no sound]
[sound of careful steps, opening a drawer, rattle noise]
Sam (angrily): Come on work you trash flashlight...
[more rattling, more angry noises]
[victory sigh followed by muffled screach]
Dean (dangerously): Hello Sammy, we need to talk.
[sound of steps, pulling the chair, somebody sitting down]
Sam (frustrated): Dean we talk about it many times.
Dean (angrily): You ate my cherry pie, I know it was you!

He came in the bunker's kitchen very grumpy, to his surprise he wasn't the first one there. His daughter and brother were already sitting there with very similar expression on their faces.
"Can you do something, please?" That came from both of them unison. Sam just sighed. "I'm sorry but you know him. The angel radio is driving him crazy and he is trying everything to drown it down."
"I get is Sam I really do, but this is madness. It's three o'clock in the bloody morning. And he is playing the drums! Not one drum but the whole set!"

Dean was miserable, you could even say he hit the rock bottom of his feelings.
The hunter was sitting in the pub and drinking away the betrayal. He tried to hit on everything in skirts and he wasn't perfectly sure it was every time a woman.
But what he could do? His little brother didn't need him anymore, he had that feathered shorty and daughter. It wasn't true he didn't like her, but she was taking his place.
After a week of drinking and waking up on the floors, he came to the solution. He was the complete idiot here.

"Can I've one caramel frappuccino and hot chocolate but kid temperature."
"One caramel frappuccino and hot chocolate, do you want a cream on top?"
"Only on the chocolate, please."
"Anything else?"
"Gabriel, did you finally choose what you want?"
"Oh yes, can I have half-whole milk and half non-fat milk, no foam, two shots of decaf and two shots of regular, three pumps of caramel syrup and three pumps of vanilla syrup, with cream on top, sprinkles and caramel syrup on top as well in the venti cup, please."
Sam just sighed and looked at the poor guy with pitty.

"She needs to go to school, Gabriel!"
"Oh yeah? And how do you think it's gonna look like? She is a half angel, she is growing differently. What are you gonna tell them when she starts in year one but then jumps straight in year five? There is no way how to cover it, Sammy."
"But she can't stay here in the bunker just with us, that's not healthy. She needs people in her own age."
"Sammy, Sammy... one more time, she is not a human. She doesn't have the same needs. But if you insist we can try something."