THE TALE OF A TORTOISE

WOW: speed. There's a new resident at the bunker. Dean's not impressed!

Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own them

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"Why did Cas want a tortoise, Sam?"

"Who knows, he wanted a pet and this is what he got."

"But it doesn't do anything. You can't throw a ball for it, It doesn't play with yarn; I've seen speedier dead things."

"No, but a tortoise kinda suits him; you know, steadfast, calm, long-lived …"

"Pfft, it's boring."

"Whatever Dean, it's Cas' pet and he loves it so you should respect it."

"Okay. So now I'm respecting some dim-witted, lumbering grass muncher?"

"Yes."

"Wait, just checking Sam, are we still talking about the tortoise … or you?"

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