Friday Free-For-All
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Hey, everyone! Welcome to the first full weekend of 2010! As you all know, today is Friday so we have a free-for-all where you can let your imaginations and pairings go wild.
First, brief reminder of the rules:
You may only post 3 prompts per genre
You are free to prompt up to 5 at a time and add more once your prompts start being answered. Just be kind for our codemonkeys and don't go too crazy!
No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
Please also follow the format as stated below:
Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, Lazy Fest
Numb3rs/Stargate: Atlantis, Don/Sheppard, "That thing you do."
If none of the posted prompts catch your eye, feel free to look through our Lonely Prompts archive at delicious.
Happy Friday, people!
tag="freeforall"
First, brief reminder of the rules:
You may only post 3 prompts per genre
You are free to prompt up to 5 at a time and add more once your prompts start being answered. Just be kind for our codemonkeys and don't go too crazy!
No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
Please also follow the format as stated below:
Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, Lazy Fest
Numb3rs/Stargate: Atlantis, Don/Sheppard, "That thing you do."
If none of the posted prompts catch your eye, feel free to look through our Lonely Prompts archive at delicious.
Happy Friday, people!
tag="freeforall"
NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-08 10:51 pm (UTC)"All right now. Step away from the archangel and nobody gets hurt, OK?"
Dean was the one who said it. Dean with a sawed-off shotgun and a do-you-feel-lucky-punk smile. He strode across the clearing, unafraid.
Behind him, Sam grabbed Gabriel by the arm. "Make for the car."
Surprised sharp blue eyes. "What--?"
"Just go." Sam pushed him backward. Gabriel took a look around, didn't see Castiel in the vicinity, and sped off with a cloud of dust around his ankles, like a cartoon character.
"What on earth could you possibly have in that gun that could hurt me?" Raphael teased. His eyes were still on Gabriel's retreating figure. "Give me a break. Just because I have orders not to harm you doesn't mean I'm going to let you stop me."
"Try this on for size, then," Dean said, and fired around into the angel's gut.
For a moment his whole body lit up with flame. He choked and bent forward. When he opened his mouth again, a cloud of smoke emerged. "Holy oil," he said. "The firing process ignites it. How clever of you." He coughed once, blowing out a ring of smoke, and then turned back to the brothers, smiling that white toothy grin.
Dean took a step back, a beat. "Sammy--"
"Hm?"
"RUN!"
The two of them high-tailed it back through the grove. Raphael, laughing the whole way, loped after them.
*
Gabriel broke through the clearing to find Castiel sitting in the driver's seat. He did a double-take. "Wait, you? Drive? I'm safer back there with Raph."
A harsh look from the other angel. "I can manage. Get in." Nonetheless, he appeared to be fumbling with the keys. Gabriel bit his lip.
Then he saw the deep gash running along the length of Castiel's right arm. "Cas," he breathed. "What did you do?"
A moment later and the brothers came tumbling out of the underbrush. "Go, go, go!" Dean shouted, waving his hands at the car. But Raphael was already there, bounding over them and over to stand outside the window. "Hello, Castiel," he sneered, leaning over to come face to face with the angel in the driver's seat.
Castiel stuttered and tried to turn the keys with his wounded hand, and fumbled. Raphael laughed. "You're even more incompetent than I imagined," he said. "I can't believe you got the task of guiding Michael's vessel. You're pathetic."
On the other side of the car, Dean and Sam slid into the back seat. The door slammed. "Good work," Dean said, putting his hand on Castiel's shoulder.
Raphael turned. "What?"
The car kicked into gear and zoomed away.
Raphael began to follow, but a hand raised to knock the car off its wheels did nothing. Sam rolled down the window. "Look down!" he shouted back.
Raphael looked at his feet. Then, in a widening circle, as he began to piece together the symbols that had been drawn in the brown, caked blood of an angel. The ground was soaked in a binding symbol.
"All Cas's idea," Dean said, sounding pretty proud.
"Cas!" Gabriel whistled and applauded. "Where'd you learn to fight dirty?" Castiel gave him a look that could only be described as dirty, too.
"You're giving me back the damn car the minute we're out of here," Dean said, kicking the back of the driver's seat. "So, music?"
Gabriel pointed at the car stereo. "Just name it," he said.
Dean grinned.
The Impala went careening onto the highway blasting "Livin' on a Prayer."
Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 06:17 am (UTC)Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 01:03 pm (UTC)Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 01:11 pm (UTC)Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 01:57 pm (UTC)Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 03:49 pm (UTC)Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 06:01 pm (UTC)*holds hands, sings along*
Keep smiling! Thanks so much for sticking it out. :D
Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 06:35 pm (UTC)And this is awesome. Exactly what I can see happening, and loved Cas's lure to Raphael of the fumbling, 'I'm harmless' routine. Niiiice.
And thank you!
Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 06:46 pm (UTC)I'm so glad you enjoyed it, and thank you so much for your wonderful, wonderful prompts. It was so much fun to write!!! *big hugs for you*
Re: NO MORE SEQUELS.
Date: 2010-01-09 06:59 pm (UTC)