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[Dean finds himself calm pretty easy because of Cas's tone. If he's not worried about it then that obviously means he's telling the truth.

There's no danger.]

What sort of jackass would breed those things?

Lucifer. Crowley was furious.

[Until he made thirty-five thousand dollars selling the puppies, anyway.]

But trained properly, they are under the control of their owners, and the worst Crowley's hellhound might do without a command otherwise is accidentally knock you over.

[He's huge, okay.]

My hellhound is still small, as are the other puppies. Growley and Lucifer's hellhound are the only adults in the Port, so you will know which you are encountering.

Yeah, sounds like somethin' the king of lies would do. Spawning friggin' Cerebrus.

[He rolls his eyes and scrubs a hand down his face.]

Nothin' makes sense here.

Look, as long as all of you keep your hellhounds the hell away from me we won't have a problem.

Edited 2012-05-18 06:29 (UTC)

I will command Growley and Abaddon not to bother you, but I have no control over the others.

Regardless, the salt and shotgun are not necessary as of this moment. Would you like to return to the fair?

[Since Growley's not actually going to eat him.]

I don't do round trips.

[He holds his hands up.]

But thanks for the ride. Even if it turned out t'be pointless.

If you had told me your issue when I asked the first time it would have saved us from doing something pointless.

[Just saying.]

Sorry, should've gone toe to toe with the damn thing just t'be sure it wasn't a threat. Y'know since so many of 'em like to roll in the grass and chase squirrels instead of drag people downstairs.

[Deadpan.]

I think my reaction was pretty friggin' reasonable.

If you had been in any danger I would have protected you. You were not at risk after I arrived.

[Obviously, Dean. He could take out a hellhound if he had to, no problem.]

Edited 2012-05-19 08:22 (UTC)

Stupid thing's probably finishin' off my funnel cake.

[Dean looks pretty petulant. He doesn't handle embarrassment right now.]

Likely. She is fond of sugar.

[And food in general. She'll eat pretty much anything, and no worries Dean. Castiel isn't judging ~~much~~.]

And souls.

[Dean still looks pretty ticked.]

Just keep his hellhound and your hellhound away from me and we won't have any problems.

Only those she is ordered to retrieve.

[But he nods, amiably.]

They will be ordered to stay away from you.

Thanks, and thanks for the ride too.

You can go ahead and head back. I'll be fine here.

[He nods slightly at the thanks, and at his other words.]

If you are certain, Dean.

[And then he's gone in a flutter of feathers.]

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