#omg dean

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Dean: Let’s bang. Cas: Um. Ok-- Dean: Oops. I meant ‘let’s hang’. Stupid autocorrect.  Cas: … Cas: This is a verbal conversation.

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Dean Ambrose taking a nap

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Dean: What a beautiful day!  Dean: Isn’t it just a beautiful day, Sam?  Sam: … Sam: What is wrong with you?  Jack: Cas texted him and said good morning.  Jack: With a heart emoji.  Sam: That explains a lot. 

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Dean: Alright Jack, time to give you some life advice.  Jack: Okay! Dean: If a door ever says “push”, you pull. It’s not directions. It’s a challenge.  Sam: I am begging you, Jack, please ignore that advice. 

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Dean: So, Cas, what’s your type? Cas: Someone who’s snarky and brave and sarcastic. Someone who kills demons and protects people. Someone who’s cute, oblivious, and has saved the world multiple times. Dean: Wow. That kinda sounds like me. Too bad I’m not a girl, though. Cas: Did I mention oblivious? Dean: Yeah? Cas: Okay, just making sure.

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Dean: Ah, come on, she’ll be fine. People get shot at all the time. Sam: Yeah, us maybe. Not normal people! Normal people get paper cuts!  Cas: I get shot at quite often.  Sam: ... Dean: ... Dean: Cas you are neither normal nor a person. 

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Cas: I sleep with my angel blade in my bed. Jack: I have a knife ready in my sleep. Sam: I have a gun under my pillow. Dean: *scoffs* Weak. Pathetic. All of you. Sam: Oh yeah, Dean? Wanna tell us what you sleep with? Dean: Nothing, ‘cause I’m not weak.  Sam: *bitch face*  Dean: ... Dean: *sighs* ...rifle behind the headboard.  Sam: And?  Dean: ...knife under the mattress.  Sam: AND?  Dean: ...devil’s trap under the bed.  Sam: Yeah. That’s what I thought.

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Dean: How do you ask what a glass of water is doing? Cas: A glass of water is an inanimate object and is therefore incapable of having a thought process or understanding basic English. Dean: … Dean: Water you doing.