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1. Since I am a lameass who totally failed at sending anyone ANYTHING this year, I am offering for Xmas timestamps or alternate POVs of anything I have written. C'mon, all is fair game. If you don't usually request something, go ahead. I will then aim to post them all between the 23rd-25th December.
2. I was meaning to have Robot!Dean done for Xmas but I am just not. HOWEVER, I am willing to post the first part of it, but think very carefully and then answer this poll (I just typed pole first... ha!):
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apieceofcake just ROCKS my socks. I now have a Supernatural fridge magnet, fridge calender and Winchester and snowman adorned card. *glees*
2. I was meaning to have Robot!Dean done for Xmas but I am just not. HOWEVER, I am willing to post the first part of it, but think very carefully and then answer this poll (I just typed pole first... ha!):
[Poll #1500080]
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apieceofcake just ROCKS my socks. I now have a Supernatural fridge magnet, fridge calender and Winchester and snowman adorned card. *glees*![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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"He's fine," Dean says, humming as he drapes a small, sad-looking tree he rescued out of the dumpster behind a gas station with tinsel he got from the dollar store. Sam is watching Dean decorate with a bemused and somewhat horrified expression from the bed furthest away.
"Samuel's summation of my current mood is, in fact, much more accurate," Castiel says.
"It's Christmas. I thought you'd be into this," Dean says, managing to balance a reindeer with one broken antler and only three legs on one of the branches.
"I'm not against celebrating this holiday," Castiel says. "I just... the manner in which you have chosen to include me leaves a lot to be desired."
"It's only for three more days," Dean says, swigging the egg nog that came out of a carton as he steps back to admire his handiwork.
"Three..." There's a faint rustling sound and then Castiel says something particularly unangelic when he finds he can't actually extricate himself from his current position.
"Oh yeah, that duct tape holds nicely," Dean observes, watching Castiel who has currently been cursed into doll form, try to escape from the top of the sad little tree.
"Maybe we should've gone with a star this year?" Sam asks, edging back towards the door as he catches Castiel's expression.
Previously on Castiel!the!doll! (http://kellifer-fic.livejournal.com/292356.html#cutid1)
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Awesome!
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*snickers madly*
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Hilarious!