Bring it, Gabe!

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(Chatroom opened)

Cainsbitch: ungh

Meatsuit: it's your own fault

Cainsbitch: UNGH

Moriartysbitch: I'm sorry?

Virgin: I believe Dean has a headache, resulting from the amount of alcohol he consumed last night and the hour he went to bed at

Hedgehogman: so he has a hangover

Hedgehogman: what? What is my username?

Hedgehogman: what are YOUR usernames?

Candyman: I think I prefer these ones

Moriartysbitch: and who are you, exactly?

(Candyman has changed his name to Trickster)

Meatsuit: GABRIEL???!!!

Hedgehogman: who?

Virgin: but... you died...

Trickster: aww, Cassie. Didn't know you cared. Still fawning over the Winchesters, I see

Cainsbitch: shut your damn mouth

Trickster: oooooh

Trickster: #destiel

Meatsuit: accurate

Moriartysbitch: what is 'destiel'?

Cainsbitch: I will kill you. But this time, you'll stay dead

Hedgehogman: and that's my cue to leave

(Hedgehogman has left the chatroom)

Trickster: I'd like to see you try, Deano

Meatsuit: destiel is life

Moriartysbitch: what is it?

Cainsbitch: NOTHING!!!!!

Meatsuit: the ship name for Cas and Dean

Cainsbitch: I WILL KILL YOU TOO!

Moriartysbitch: I see...

Trickster: getting a little defensive there, are we Deano?

Cainsbitch: I WILL FIND YOUR FEATHERED ASS AND I WILL KILL YOU

Meatsuit: Dean! Manners!

Cainsbitch: GO SCREW YOURSELF! HOW'S THAT FOR MANNERS?!

Trickster: YOU ARE NOTHING YOU PUNY MORTAL!

Meatsuit: WE ARE NOT PUNY!

Cainsbitch: WHAT HE SAID!

Trickster: SAID THE HUMAN TO THE FRIGGING ANGEL!!!!!

Cainsbitch: COME AT ME!

Meatsuit: YEAH! WE'LL WHOOP YOUR ASS!

Trickster: YOU WOULDN'T GET NEAR ME YOU MEATSUIT!

Cainsbitch: SAMMY IS NOT A MEATSUIT!

Meatsuit: YEAH! BRING IT, GABE!

Trickster: OH, IT'S ON! COME ON THEN YOU WIMPY, SULKY, SELF ABSORBED CHILD!

Cainsbitch: THAT'S IT! I'M GONNA KILL HIM! NOBODY SPEAKS TO SAMMY LIKE THAT EXCEPT ME!

Meatsuit: STAB HIM, DEAN! STAB HIS ASS!

Virgin: THAT IS ENOUGH! *takes away Dean's pie, Sam's lettuce and Gabriel's sweets*

Virgin: you are all GROUNDED!

Cainsbitch: Cas... did you just... did you just GROUND me?

Meatsuit: nooooo! My lettuce!

Trickster: #sassycassie

Virgin: shut it, Gabriel

Trickster: yes sir

Virgin: you are all acting like CHILDREN! So, you are grounded for one week

Cainsbitch: that's not too bad

Virgin: one MONTH, then

(Virgin has left the chatroom)

Meatsuit: wow, thanks Dean

Cainsbitch: shut up, Sam

Trickster: my sweets *sniffs*

Cainsbitch: this is all your fault!

Meatsuit: yeah, you started it!

Trickster: I'm going to my room. You guys are mean

(Trickster has left the chatroom)

Meatsuit: ...

Meatsuit: destiel

(Meatsuit has left the chatroom)

Cainsbitch: YOU CAN RUN, SAM, BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE

(Cainsbitch has left the chat room)

Moriartysbitch: ...

Moriartysbitch: and they say I'm the psychopath

(Moriartysbitch has left the chatroom)

The chatroom has shut down.

A/N: okay, so that happened. Sorry that was kinda crazy at the end. But, you know, no regrets. Please vote, comment etc. Love you guys xxx

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