“E-exactly... T-that would tear me a-a new one.”

“I t-think I left the s-stove on.” Slowly backs away.

“T-that would b-burn! We already discussed this!”

“I am a-an angel of the lord! Not a bird!” Because that’s the biggest concern right now.

“... mayonnaise.”

Dean was serious? Sammie was just being a smart ass and naming condiments. “Horseradish.”

Hopefully there’s no angel sigils and he can vanish when Dean turns his back.

“Y-you’re not serious... A-are you?”

The little angel let out an unexpected yip that muffled against Dean. Did he just?

Oh dear. Maybe Samandriel should have quit when he was ahead. “I... I think I h-hear a burning bush.”

Being the smaller of the two, his vessel Alfie, didn’t stand a chance as Dean prodded his tongue around.

“W-what?” Right... Bush also meant something else... “N-no! I-I... Not everything is about human reproductive organs!”

[[Sammie is a clueless little bird, and it’s terribly adorable.]]

“No! And y-you know what’s not true!”

He should be able to resist this, but at the same time, he did not. Did the vessel secretly like this??

[[Twitter ate all my interactions...]]

“I-is it wiener time?”