May 14, 2013
"I am going to kill you!" Baby snapped, shoving him against a wall.
"With what, sweetcheeks?" He smirked, knowing the probability of her having an archangel's blade very low.
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"I am going to kill you!" Baby snapped, shoving him against a wall.
"With what, sweetcheeks?" He smirked, knowing the probability of her having an archangel's blade very low.
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"Obviously. Now, come on. Make a car."
"Pushy aren't we?" He quirked a eyebrow, snapping his fingers so that a small model version of the Impala appeared on the ground next to their feet. "You asked for a car," He said, a smug grin on his face.
"When you belong to a Winchester, the sass just comes naturally."
"Of course, how could I forget? Very foolish of me, wouldn't you say?"
"I eat regular food now, smartass." Baby hissed.
"Can't take a joke now, can we?" He teased. "Didn't know cars were so sassy."
"My name's Baby." She grumbled before giving a sigh. "If you do a good job," Baby began, whispering her last few words, "I'll give you a kiss."
"The nickname Dean gave you? Fitting," He smirked. "Sounds decent enough in return, just try not to get gasoline on my lips, 'kay?"
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"A witch turned me human." She snapped rather loudly, eyes narrowed. "Just help me out on this one, birdie."
Gabriel whistled sharply, "Cool your engine," He paused, mulling over his thoughts. "I'll help you out, dragster."
She rolled her eyes. "Oh you wish, halo-wearer. I need your help. Witches turned me from car to human so now Dean is devastated he doesn't have a car. I need you to snap your fingers and make another car."
"Wait, back up a bit there, chica. You were their car? I am having a hard time believing this. You sure you're not on something?"
"Gabriel, is it? We need to talk."
"Talk? About what? How beautiful you are? I'm up for that."