Mandi's Weirdness

“Didn’t know if you still had the same number,” he muttered into his uncle’s shirt. The scent was so comforting and he wrapped his arms around him, holding him close. The small kiss to his forehead made his heart stutter. He finally felt whole again. The piece that he’d been missing was returned. “I, uh, don’t want to break up our moment, but I need a shower.” Michael shivered again. “It’s been a couple of days.”

He shook his head. “Sam and Aziraphale are probably losing their shit as we speak. I dumped my cellphone in a ravine and have been using burner phones since.” He bit his lip. “I had been asking around. Claire had heard you were in this area.” The wind blew and he shivered hard. “I’ve been bumming rides from random truckers.”

Michael could feel the tears stinging in his eyes. “I didn’t give up on you. I thought about you everyday. But with my dads on my ass all day from the time I woke up to the time I went to sleep. My every thought was consumed by trying to find you.”

Dean looked at him as he stood in his doorway and pulled him inside when the kid shivered. “Yeah they are probably loosing their shit for sure.” Dean told him with a nod. “I”m glad I ran into Claire recently then so she could tell you were I was.” Dean told him with a nod and then he frowned at his newphew’s next words. “That’s very dangerous you should have called me.” Dean told him. 

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Dean had been taken away from Michael a while ago. Well Sam had found out about them got really pissed and took his son away. Dean had been miserable without the younger man and it showed. He had been hunting not really caring about if he got hurt or not and he sighed as he climbed out of the impala and checked into another hole in the wall hotel and sighed as he went to his room and flopped down on the bed. He sighed as he heard a knock and stomped over to the door opening it. “What are you doing here?” Dean asked. 

Michael had been completely gutted when Sam and Aziraphale took him away from his uncle.  The teenager had been completely isolated. He had been forced to continue his studies online and his internet and phone were heavily monitored. On a night when Aziraphale and Sam had let their guard down and went to bed early, he packed a bag and was off.

It had been a struggle, but the blonde had managed to track down his uncle. It was raining and cold, he was soaked to the skin and shivering. Dean’s angry voice made him cringe back a moment before he spoke. “Dean…it’s me.”

Dean looked at  him and shook his head and then grabbed him and yanked him in the room. ‘I know it’s you but how the hell are you here? How did you find me?” Dean asked him as he looked at his newphew. He hadn’t seen him in a long time and Dean was pretty drunk right now and it really in his right mind and he hadn’t been since Sam took him away from him. 

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LOL I LOVE YOU WIFEY!!!!!!

If you feel like your muse has been waining recently, it’s probably because of current events. 

This is a stressful period we’re all experiencing. You are not alone right now. Trying to battle the complications of real life takes energy, that energy detracts from the energy you use for roleplay.  

And this can be especially frustrating when RP is something you’re trying to use to escape from reality.