February282012
  • Sam: Wait...are you're telling me that my brother is somehow pregant?
  • Balthazar: Yes, I believe I am.
  • Sam: (sits down slowly on the couch) Okay so you're telling me that my brother is pregant.
  • Balthazar: Sam, sweetie, you're becoming repeatative.
  • Castiel: Balth, I believe that it maybe time to break out the whiskey as Dean would say.
  • Balthazar: (looks a Sam's pale face and nods) Yes love I believe you're right. If I try any explain to him that you and I are the fahter's of Dean's baby without the poor sod downing half a bottle of whiskey- well I fear I might break him.
  • Castiel: (nods) Yes. I do not think that Dean would be happy about that.
  • Balthazar: (nods his head) Yes, I believe you're right darling, Dean already rather hormonal no need to fuel that bitchy fire.
  • Sam: You're telling me that my brother is pregant?
  • Balthazar: Oh dear, I think I've broken him.
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