The Outcast

Chapter 5-Cannibalism and Fake Ears

The boys have been arguing ever since we got back. Mostly about Sam's abilities, sometimes me, others Ruby. It's really getting on my nerves. Every time I try to pass the time by sleeping their voices seem to ring louder in my head. It's really annoying. I walk over to were they are arguing. They continue to unacknowledge me. Finally I step in between them.

"Ok guys, bedtime." I put two fingers to both their foreheads. They both collapse. "Thank you for shutting up. You were rather annoying." I say to their sleeping forms. Then I grab their feet and drag them to their beds. Hauling Dean up I dump him in his bed. Then I do the same with Sam. "Night boys." I walk over to my chair and snuggle into my blanket. After that I waste time by sleeping.

-early the next morning-

I woke up before the boys. I bet your wondering, "Why and how does an angel sleep?" Well I don't really get tired. I just sleep to pass time. And depending on where I am and how warm my blankets are I can pass a lot of time, if you know what I mean. I usually wake up at like 8:00 every morning, but sleep if just so nice.......anyway. Because I'm up before the boys I'm going to get coffee and maybe some muffins and donuts or something. When I get back the boys are still sleeping. Oh well, might as well watch tv. I turn on BBC because I like British people and the tv shows are good. Besides British people have such creative cuss words, although half of the time they only drop the f-bomb. About an hour after I woke up, Sam comes to, rubbing his eyes.

"Did you get enough beauty sleep?" I ask Sam. He looks up,

"How long have you been here?" He asks getting up. I pretend to think about it.

"All night. Since you went 'goodnight' to about an hour ago. When I went to get some food and coffee. Which is probably cold now. But you have a microwave." I say looking back to the tv. Sam walks into the kitchen area and starts making coffee. I shrug,

"There's donuts too." I say rolling sideways off of the chair, catching myself before I hit the ground. I walk over to the table and grab three donuts. Holding one out to Sam I take a bite from one of the others. He took it from me, taking a bite he turned around to pour his coffee. Leaning against the wall I watch him with a poker face I have long perfected.

"So.....you're an angel." He states questionably.

"Nicest badass in the business. Also I'm chronically insane, with multiple personalities." I say taking a sip from my Carmel cinnamon latte. Sam looks at me like I am chronically insane.

"What?" He asks with the patented Sam-Winchester-Is-Confused-Face.

"I need a bio I can hand people when they ask who and what I am." I say mostly to myself, then I turn my attention back to Sam. "It's a long story. Have Dean give you the lowdown when you are traveling to your next gig." I smile. "I'm really terrible at introductions. My name is Zipporiah, you can call me Zip, I've been your non creepy stalker since you were like two." I then go on to talk all about me because who are we kidding? I've been with this kid his entire life, I know him better than he knows himself.

About a half an hour after I finish my bio, which I am going to write down, Dean wakes up.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty, Prince Charming hasn't knocked yet, thought I was going to have to kiss you." Dean groans and flops down face first into his pillow. I turn towards Sam who has a slightly bemused look on his face. I lean towards him and whisper, "You princesses sure need a lot of rest before you put on your tiaras." Then I walk back towards the kitchen to finish my box of doughnuts.

Dean walks in about 15 minutes later in clean clothes after his shower. The Winchesters don't fully understand the gravity of wearing pajamas. Pajamas should be worn at least all night and while eating breakfast. I am still wearing my pajamas, an oversized t-shirt and pajama shorts, which by the way match. Sam took a shower shortly after he woke up. Then he changed in to a plaid shirt, and like five other layers of unnecessary clothing. I pretty obviously still haven't taken a shower. I should take a shower, at my place, then I should look through my closet and find a really formal dress and then I should kill something and blood will splatter all over my clothes. Then I will show up at the Winchesters and spend the rest of the day creeping them out. Sorry that was random but just picture it.