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episode sixteen and a half: sam and dean go back to the bunker, only to find strange cars parked out front. they go in cautiously guns drawn and find a banner in enochian strung over the hallway. “abaddon’s been here, too. she’s taunting us,” dean hisses. he rips the banner down and they go into the library. castiel is sitting at a table looking totally fucking exhausted with seven excited angels all around him. the angels stare at the crumpled banner in dean’s hands, which apparently translates to “hello we are new here.” the angels have baked a friendship cake. sam graciously allows the angels to cut him a slice. the cake sucks. “they tried,” says castiel. castiel puts his face in his hands.
Did they really have to hurt baby, though?
Yeah… Sinclair trying to keep Dean for his collection left me COMPLETELY SHELL-SHOCKED.
Slightly distracted by how blue Dean’s jacket is. Can’t help but wonder what detergent he uses…