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scruffnfeathers ([personal profile] scruffnfeathers) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-05-28 03:18 pm

Our Lady of Fandom, Friday

Castiel had actually slept through the entire day, yesterday, thus completely missing his weekly sermon. He'd love to say it was a mistake, but the reality was he'd been so terrified by the fact that one of his nostrils was clogged that he'd drunk three bottles of NyQuil.

Look, when you get sick for the first time ever after millennia of existence, you see how well you handle a small cold.

As if that wasn't bad enough, it seemed the island was once more out to get him. That was the only explanation he had for the pile of luggage labeled things like WEIGHT OF ENTIRE SPECIES, BETRAYED BROTHERS FOR ABSENT FATHER, and USED TO BE PART OF A MUCH BETTER CLUB on which he was currently sitting.

A fairly lumpy looking duffelbag appeared from nowhere at his feet, glaring white letters proclaiming MILLION YEAR OLD VIRGIN to the church at large, only to be immediately pounced on by five hyper active kittens.

Castiel blew his nose and sighed.

[ooc: OMG I'D FORGOTTEN THIS WAS TODAY! Open!]

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