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Tweak says, "Fnord!"

Cas, former angel of go-fuck-yourself (bangafewgongs) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-09-18 23:53:00

Entry tags:

castiel (end!verse), god

Who: Genderswapped!Cas and God.
What: I'm not even hazarding a guess.
Where: A bar.
When: Evening.
Rating: TBD.
Status: In progress.

Cas was spending her time at a bar. She still had Jade's parts, so drinking seemed like a good answer. It wasn't that they were bad parts. Objectively speaking, they were very nice parts. And she was smart enough to realize they weren't Jade's exact parts. But she missed her body. It wasn't even her body, it was dead Jimmy's body. But she'd come to think of it as hers since she'd become all pathetic and human. Humans weren't pathetic, to be clear, but she made a pretty damn pathetic one. So drinking. And drinking in public meant she got a break from Dean and Jade. Not that there was anything wrong with Dean and Jade, but it was nice to have some time alone...in a crowded bar full of people.

A crowded bar full of people that included her dad...mom...whatever. And it wasn't even her mom. It was mom from another universe. Her AU!mom, if you would. Okay, maybe she was still a little stoned. Or something. It was hard to keep track some days. She waved idly, and gave God a small smile. After all, this was not Douchebag-God-Who-Looked-Like-Chuck-The-Twitchy-Fucker, Dad for short because Dgwllcttf was unpronouncable and had no vowels.

"Hey," she said, taking a drink of her tequila. "I'm not going to punch you this time. Because number one, we're both ladies here and b, you're not the douchebag who fucked us over. How are you?" Yeah, she was more than kind of drunk. And stoned. In other news, it was a day ending in Y and the sun had set in the west.

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skeeballfanatic
2010-09-19 07:43 am UTC (link)

Since re-arriving in Colligo, God had purposefully kept her distance from a handful of people. Cas, especially, had been one of them. She hadn't worried about being punched as the other version of herself had been. She hadn't worried about angering him, either, as Cas was intelligent enough to realize she was not the same version he had so many issues with. However, she was the Almighty, even if from another reality, and therefore she knew an unexpected meeting would not go over very well unless the situation was just right.

And finally, it was.

Perhaps it was a bit sneaky on her part to approach when Cas was stuck in a female form and well on his way to completely trashed. Perhaps it was a bit wrong of her to simply sit there, not return him to his proper gender, and instead wait for him to speak to her. However the one good thing about being God was that you pretty much got to do what you wanted, when you wanted. So she'd laid out the best plan for the most favorable results. So sue her. It was the best for all involved, anyway. Especially Cas. Because as kind and caring and compassionate as God happened to be, this particular version didn't take very kindly to physical assault against her human form.

But that was neither here nor there. Cas had said he wouldn't hit her and God knew he was telling the truth. So rather than smite him as she would have if he'd opted to assault her despite his claims otherwise, she instead snapped her fingers. Instantly a whiteboard appeared in one hand with a marker in the other. Yes, she could have made the words appear but, well, this was more fun.

After a second, she stopped writing and turned the board so he could see it. Her eyes sparkled and there was a gentle smile upon her face as she gave him enough time to read what she'd written.

"If you punched me, I'd just punch you back. I'm willing to bet I'd win. I'm also not a lady. I am, however, fine. How are you?"

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bangafewgongs
2010-09-30 03:04 am UTC (link)

Cas watched as God wrote things down. Right. This God couldn't talk to her without her head exploding. Well, that sucked. She actually felt bad for this God. She loved talking, and it must be really hard to not be able to talk to people without exploding them. She didn't think she could do it. And there was other stuff too, of course, like being stuck here and having to make hard choices and all that shit. It definitely wasn't a job she'd ever want, but then she wasn't God, so she guessed she was lucky on that score.

She grinned at the response God had written out and nodded her head. She liked this God. She was very different from Chuck and She didn't inspire that violent reaction that He did. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small board and colored marked that she kept for when she and Jade or Dean were too hungover to talk out loud, but no so hung over they couldn't read. It was a delicate balance. She wrote a note back, because it seemed wrong to talk when God couldn't.

"I don't know. I'm a scrappy fighter. But yeah, you'd kick my ass. So let's avoid that. And you're lady-shaped, so close enough." She paused and wrote more. "I'm peachy with a side of keen. Or drunk. Take your pick. What prompted this visit?" And then she drew a monkey, because she could.

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