Title: Sitcom For A New Generation

Author: .Charade

Pairing: Primary Dean X Castiel; (There will be others. Do not worry)

Rating: It is M for the whole thing, T in some areas. But basically M. Yeah. M.

Plot: There really isn't a plot. I'm just going to sit down at my computer, stare at a blank document and just wait until something comes to me. This is going to be almost like those TV shows that do those voice overs. Like a first person narration while they're actually acting out in the third person… I can't think of any good examples right now but the second I do I'll tell you guys. This right here is the teaser, the preview if you will. Hope you enjoy it! Review and tell me what you think of it! Again, I hope you enjoy and find this funny because… Hell I'm doing this on the fly. See you when I see you!

Teaser

It's a simple story in life, of life, whatever… Person meets Person. They fall in love. They stay together forever and live their lives the way they want it. The end.

A man with dirty blonde hair and deep green eyes sat in his usual spot in the café, smiling at the waitress and telling her his order before she walked off, hips swaying more than should be allowed. He sighed deeply and rubbed his face with his hands before looking out the window, watching the people that walked by with an impassive and uncaring look. Taking out his cell phone he pushed buttons and looked through it not really bothering to pay attention to what was happening around him. He really couldn't give two shits. Soon Highway to Hell could be heard and he pressed accept.

"Hey Sammy. No I'm not busy; I'm at Ellie's… Sammy. Bitch, now what do you want? Lunch, yeah sure. I should be done by one is that okay? Yeah, I know it's not gonna be good. Great I'll text when I'm on my way... "

The conversation continued while the waitress brought his slice of apple pie and coffee. He thanked her silently.

"Um, the last time I was at your apartment was last week. How the hell would I know where your… did you check under your desk? Uh huh, yep, who's good? Thank you, thank you… You know you are the physical reminder as to why I didn't care enough to pursue anything higher than a Bachelor's degree. Thank you for that… The only reason I did a Bachelor's degree is because mom wanted me to remember? Yeah shut up bitch. "

Well if only it was that simple. There's always that poor lonely bastard that has to live his life the same way every night because he's doing life the way everyone else wants and not how he wants. Why? Because he's a self-righteous son of a bitch that's why!

"Sammy, yes. I know I'll tell Rufus! … What do you mean I need a woman? No I don't!"

"Dean, yes you do." Dean rolled his eyes trying to keep the oncoming headache at bay.

"How did you even know that Vera and I…"

"Dean, what part of your life do I not know about? Also, she bitched out to her whole office block about you and is now single on Facebook."

"I hate that woman, why did I ever go out with her?"

"Because, and I'm quoting you on this, she was a 'nice fuck'." Sam chuckled at his brother's pain.

"Oh shut up you bitch."

"Never jerk. Now what are you going to do about your being single?"

"Absolutely nothing I do not intend to do anything like."

"Dean… you do know you're allowed to think of yourself right?"

"Shut up Sam. I'm not having this conversation with you."

A heavy sigh floated through the earpiece before an exasperated "Dean…" yep he wasn't going to hear the end of this.

Dean was about to retort, looking up in his own version of exasperation when he noticed a man walking through the doors of the café.

"Oh… Oh my god…"

"Dean? Dean is something wrong?"

But then… that bastard meets The Person. You know, the person that changes his life utterly. For better or worse, right now it's kinda hard to tell… considering the fact that he just walked into the café. I mean, let's face it this whole situation? Kind of cliché I know, but I mean, give me a break!

"I… I gotta go Sam."

"Dean? Dean, wait—" The call was ended immediately. Green eyes never left the man as he was seated at a booth a couple down from his.

Because right now… That self-righteous bastard who is just south of pathetic is me, Dean Winchester… and that person, that man? Well, let's just say… this whole café has just been graced with the presence of an Angel. Holy... I just said that... Oh my god I'm going to Hell...