dog satellite

anonymous asked:

Hello!! You def don't have to do this it here's a small Drabble idea: what if, during season 9 and when cas is a human, he's able to adopt a cat for the bunker bc dean is a softie even though he's allergic and cas happens to be allergic too and dean comforts him about it?? I love fics that are sweet and soft!! Anyway, have a nice day!!

I love sweet and soft fics too! Thank you for the prompt <3

I may have… gone overboard. Because Team Free Will and pets. Hope you enjoy!

(read on ao3)

The dog is first.

Castiel catches it sniffing around their trash cans one night after Dean’s shoved him in the direction of the door, bags gripped loosely in hand and grumbling to himself. If you sleep here and you eat here, you help with the chores.

It’s bony and its fur is matted down by the rain, but it lopes right on up to him with its tongue wagging when he offers it the half-eaten take-out on the top of the garbage pile. Its limping gait and war-hardened eyes remind Castiel very much of himself, before the Winchesters kindly rescued him. Castiel looks uneasily back towards the door.

He sleeps here and eats here. He takes out the garbage. This is his home as much as it is Sam and Dean’s, he has been assured countless times since The Fall, so he is also allowed to say who comes and who goes.

“Alright. But just for tonight,” he tells it.

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car in front of us: Beautiful dingoesque dog with giant satellite dish ears winging minutely back and forth against its skull. Bumper sticker that says “BUILD A HUGE GUILLOTINE MAKE WALL STREET PAY FOR IT”


I think I remember it very differently.

I got the first man, dog and satellite into space, way before you could even make a satellite that left floor.
I remember when I had a satellite in the space you tried much later than me and it just…kaput big explosion…
Then I got dog in space, still no satellite from you friend.
Then good for you, you get satellite! But I already have first man in space -Yuri Gagarin, great national hero.