The Blog of a Skittles Angel
Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural.
Summary: OC Adelaide Longman (a.k.a Skittles87) joins the Winchesters for some adventures and posts them up on her blog for all the other characters to comment on.
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12th January
Welcome to the blog!
IMPORTANT MESSAGE!
For those not in the know, this blog contains fictional things from my own, strange and demented mind.
For those who are in the know, I won't tell if you don't *wink*
Okay, now the boringness is over – hi there! I'm Skittles87 and this is my (lame) blog!
Really this is so my seriously … "awesome" brothers can keep checking up on their little sister.
I found out on New years day (after an EPIC New Year Party and a not so epic hangover in the morning *sigh*) at no other time than 9 in the morning, which is too early for someone who only got back at 8 that morning – I mean, who may or may not have got home a teensy bit later than planned, via some random hammering at my door. And since I've been (avoiding) trying to do other things over the last couple of weeks I thought I'd start this now to get it off my chest and onto the internet so I'm not still so WTFH about it.
Anyway, my first conversation with the random went as follows;
Skittle: *woken up by major door-hammering* *hung-over* *storms downstairs and rips door open* WTH? It's 9 in the morning stupid postman! On a bank holiday!
Random: *no expression* I am your brother.
Skittle: well someone got a bit happy on the tipsy juice, didn't they? *closes door* *turns to find random in my house* AAAAAAAAARG! OWWT!
Random: *still no expression* I am archangel Raphael.
Skittle: Yes, and I'm archangel Skittle now GET OUT! *kicks him out house* *glares at gossipy old woman who lives across the road*
And after many occasions in which he invaded my personal space appeared at random moments, usually when I was busy hiding from him, I finally decided to see what the hell his problem was.
Which lead to this conversation;
Raphael: *no expression* you have been having nightmares since you were 4 years old, correct?
Skittle: o…kay… stalker much?
Raphael: *stares emotionlessly*
Skittle: … yeah and?
Raphael: you had an accident shortly before your fourth birthday and had to be given blood.
Skittle: and this is relevant because…?
Raphael: you were given the blood of Michael.
Skittle: … that means nothing to me.
Raphael: my brother Michael. Archangel Michael.
Skittle: … what? Why? *completely stunned*
Raphael: a prophet said you were important *more emotionlessness*
Skittle: dude, I flunked my first year of a-levels twice. I'm useless and unimportant unless you think I'm somehow going to revolutionise street cleaning or stacking shelves.
Raphael: *frowns* you are wrong. You have been becoming an angel, slowly.
Skittle: ?
Raphael: and as more of you has changed, the change itself has started to occur more quickly.
I don't remember much more after that apart from having to pack everything I'd need to take to the US and flying to the airport in Nashville (country music… lovely) which is where I am now, waiting to be met by some people called the brothers Winchester (who are supposed to be important or something) and their angel friend Castiel ("below your archangel station" says Raphael, not that I care when the class system was overruled years ago) who's going to be my mentor until further notice.
Anyway, I'm going to finish this blog post now – laters!
Comments
Archangel_Trickster
YES! Break free of the mould, baby sister!
Skittles87
I'll break the mould if you don't call me "baby sister" ever again, Trickster.
Archangel_Trickster
Aww, I can't be all big-brotherly? D: ;)
Skittles87
You can be brotherly without the "baby sister" thing. I'm 24 years old, Tricksabelle
D-Winchester43
C'mon, we're totally important! We stopped the apocalypse and everything!
And Tricksabelle? *snort*
Archangel_Trickster
Don't call me Tricksabelle. Ever.
Skittles87
Okay, sorry XD
S_Winchester003
Dean, Gimme back my phone!
Skittle, we're just coming up to the airport, where are you?
D_Winchester43
Hiding from you
Skittles87
Yes, because you're all gay.
Skittles87
OMFG! Tricks get OFF MY ACCOUNT! *kicks*
I'm changing my password now. Shall be "eat-it-twilight"
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DAMMIT! :P
AngelofThursday
Why did you just tell us your password?
And we're just in front of the airport building now.
Skittles87
So you can all see it, duh *sarcasm*
It's a joke, Thursday :P
Skittles87
Okay, who's the retard with the Metallica t-shirt?
… oh wait it's Dean. I gotta go. TTFN!