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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