#letterstosanta

Everyone Is Not On The Same Page.

Someone accidentally posted a tour announcement on NIN's official Facebook account this morning... a September 10th stop at Tampa's Amalie Arena. The link to Ticketbastard worked suggesting a pre-sale would happen on Friday the 17th.

Of course, the rumors of a tour have been swirling around since December as friends with concert insiders would share vague knowledge to help die hard fans prepare. This was the first real confirmation that things are happening. Then internet sleuths started digging around finding bits & pieces of potential news.

Naturally, this announcement wasn't supposed to happen today. The devastating wildfires in CA are front of mind for most residents and many in the entertainment industry are deferring any announcements as to not distract from the real world tragedies many residents are currently facing.

So, I am more than happy to wait until the official press release. In the mean time, please check out this charitable organization helping the Altadena community:

Happy holidays! ☃️🎄🌟

We hope you all are having a festive and restful holiday season! We set the goal for ourselves to wrap up our work before the holidays, which is why we've been doing fewer posts on the holidays themselves. But we've still got the cheer!

Day Four (A little late) : Little Kid!Cas and little Kid!Dean writing their letters to Santa

** pardon the bad art again, guys. I'm broke and doing these on index cards and cheap colored pencils 😬😬 **

LETTER TO SANTA:

Castiel nearly slips on a patch of ice as he runs to the mailbox with his letter. Gabriel told him it's already too late, but that's not what his best friend Dean said last night when they worked on theirs together. Dean said you can write to Santa all the way up to Christmas because he has a super special kind of magic.

Just before reaching the end of his driveway, he sees Dean next door playing with his brother. He waves his letter in the air and yells. "DEAN! DEAN! LOOK! I finished!"

His very best friend in the whole wide world comes barreling forward, pulling out a crinkled and bent letter of his own from the pocket of his winter coat. "ME TOO!"

He takes the opportunity from the excitement to hug Cas tight. He's been doing that a lot lately. Yesterday, he even kissed Cas on the cheek while they walked home from school together. It made Cas nearly fall over as his face turned bright red and breathy giggles took over.

"Come on!" Dean squealed, tugging his hand. They stumble toward Cas' mailbox since it's closest and he stuffs his letter into it. Cas flips up the red flag because that's what his dad always does after putting mail in there. Then he squeezes Dean's hand, and they walk together to the other mailbox.

"What did you end up askin' for?" Dean asks as they slightly swing their joined hands between them. He knows his friend was having trouble deciding between two things. Both of their dads told them Santa doesn't have as many elves as usual this year, so they can't get a lot from him. Cas had a hard time narrowing it down.

He puffs his chubby cheeks and releases a sigh. "I went with the guniea pig. I'll ask for the robot at my birthday."

"Good choice!"

"What did you pick?"

After careful consideration over a slice of his mom's apple pie, Dean had figured his out. He was confident in his decision. "The guitar. That way I can play it for my dad."

"And me too?" Cas asks with hope.

Dean giggles and pulls his best friend in close as they get to his mailbox. "Of course! Hey, I have a good name for your guinea pig!"

"What?"

"Zeppelin! Oh, or Kansas! Or Floyd. Or-"

"No." Cas shakes his head at him. "You're weird."

"Well, what are you gonna name it then?"

Cas looks at him in confusion, like he should know this. "Bumblebee."

"But it's... it's a guinea pig, Cas."

Those blue eyes blink at him in a blank stare. "So?