When The Devil Needs A Favor
Title: When The Devil Needs A Favor
Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam, Cas, Crowley, and several others!
Word Count: 2,400 (ish)
Warning: Season 12 spoilers!!! LOTS of them!!
A/N: This is my submission for @therealdeanwinchester13‘s Writing Box Challenge! Enjoy! And yes Luci truly does bless this post, we chatted about it. (sass is in the URL people)
My prompt: You sold your soul to the Devil some years ago. Today he gives it back and says. “I need a favor.”
“I need a favor”
“What could you possibly want from me?”
“I need you to get me something that myself and a uh, friend, desperately need.”
“I’m guessing if I refuse somehow this hell hole will get worse?”
“That’s the idea, yes.”
“Dean? Sam?” The two men looked up from their food, clearly trying to place you.
“Garth, he, ah, sent me your way.”
“Oh, yeah, Y/N. I’m Sam, this is Dean.” Sam scooted over in the diner booth inviting you to slide in. Dean gave you a nod, his hands covered in burger and bacon grease. You were pretty sure his grunt and garbled speech was his version of a hello.
“Nice to meet you guys too. Thanks for helping me out. Garth said that if I wanted to learn how to survive this, insane form of a life, then you two were the ones to teach me.” Both of them laughed and exchanged an unsure glance.
“Yeah that would be us. Garth said you’re good thinking on your feet though, so you ready for a crash course? Dean and I aren’t exactly traditional teachers.”
“Well Sammy might be, but I sure as hell ain’t.”
Laughing you looked between the two, “I have no doubt I will get a well-rounded education from each of you.”