Our Lady of Fandom, Sunday night

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel had folded himself into the corner by the confessionals again, laptop open on the floor in front of him.

Someone had posted a story about Sam and Dean as airline stewardesses. They had to be stopped.

[ooc: for a particular caller, but hey, it's the church, it's always open.]

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was having an easy night, relaxing in their motel room with Alec watching bad horror movies. But he was a good multi-tasker so he was also keeping his promise to check in on a certain angel who was still a virgin, and dialed the number he'd programmed into his phone before he left Fandom last week.

[scruffnfeathers]

It was probably a good thing that Castiel didn't have the computer on his lap, considering how hard he startled when the phone began ringing. He spent a few moments searching around for the source of the noise before he located the phone.

". . . Yes?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean grinned. "Hey Cas," he said. "Figured out how to answer the phone huh?"

[scruffnfeathers]

"It seems to follow the standard color symbology of your culture. Green means 'go'."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yep. So you're all set to deal with traffic lights and safe words for the kinky stuff," Dean told him.

[scruffnfeathers]

"Ah, yes, I've heard about 'safe words'." In fanfiction. Don't judge. "I thought it was more traditional to use fruits."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec's sharp ears had been following the conversation so far with no problem, and obviously Dean didn't need privacy or he would've gone into the bathroom or something (even if Alec would still be able to hear them, at least there'd be that helpful social cue).

"How would he know from tradition," Alec asked as he flipped channels idly, mostly from habit. "Didn't he kind of fail Intro to Human Sexuality?"

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel blinked. "Dean? I assume you're not talking to yourself."

Had Alec been directly in front of Castiel, he'd have no trouble discerning the difference. But vocal differences didn't always translate over phone lines.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nah that's just my partner Alec," Dean said. To Alec he said, "He reads porn on the internet. I assume that's where he picked up the term."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec turned down the television, frowning. "He reads porn?"

[scruffnfeathers]

"I believe it's called fanfiction," Castiel offered in response.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

He cocked an eyebrow at Dean, amused. "Your angel-guy reads erotic fanfiction?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"For some series of books he too embarrassed of liking to tell me what they are," Dean added.

[scruffnfeathers]

"You wouldn't be interested," Castiel lied. He clicked away at a few links on the page in front of him. Someone on the forum was advertising something called "podfic". "We've had this discussion."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"No. We tried to have this discussion; you kept changing the subject."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Whatever it's about, I'm interested," Alec offered with a widening grin.

[scruffnfeathers]

"No, I don't believe you --" Castiel cut off as the computer began making noise.

The Impala gave what Dean would swear was a happy rumble as Sam --

Castiel snapped the laptop closed fast enough that he cracked the casing.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean blinked. "Dude, what the hell was that?"

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel was silent for a long moment.

". . . I have no idea," he tried.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"'As Sam' what?" Alec asked, now grinning expectantly.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"That's not a bad question," Dean said. "Come on Cas, spill. What the hell are you listening to?"

[scruffnfeathers]

"Nothing!" Castiel insisted. "I have no idea what that was! Perhaps it was on your end."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure angels aren't supposed to lie," Dean said.

[scruffnfeathers]

"That's a misnomer. We may do what we need to to accomplish our mission."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Was what you were listening to part of your mission?"