Before I start my funny scenarios, I just want to say I don't own them... well, I wrote them out but I don't own the original idea of them. Onwards!

You Know Supernatural Changed Your Life When...

You need to have salt around you at ALL times:

Cas is lounging on her couch, watching reruns of Supernatural. Suddenly, Charlie (LunaMaize)  walks in and stares at his weird sister.

"Uh... why are all the cabinets in the kitchen filled with salt?" He asks and Cas doesn't even look away from the flat screen television as she answers.

"In case supernatural creatures try to break in." She answers as if it were obvious. Charlie tilts his head, his dark blue eyes filled with confusion as he furrows his brows.

"Supernatural creatures?" He repeats and Cas sighs, nodding. Her long black hair is a disheveled mess, giving the impression that she barely rolled out of bed.

"Yup. Hell Hounds, ghosts, demons, etc." She lists flippantly, turning the volume up to hear it. Charlie stares at her a moment before re-entering the kitchen. He pops his head out a minute later though.

"You do realize I'm a demon and I'm technically "invading" your kitchen for snacks, right?" Castiel's matching blue eyes of her twin brother's widen before she glares at him.

"Stay away from the pie." She threatens. "My boyfriend will kill you." Charlie nods, knowing that to be true. Dean was a scary fellow when pissed, despite being a goofball the rest of the time.

"Noted." And Charlie is back in the kitchen, looking for anything to eat. He knows his sister was a huge foodie and most likely ate everything already. Perhaps he should just go on a grocery run.

"Carry On My Wayward Son" makes you cry more than any other song:

Charlie was currently torturing souls in the basement, smiling ruefully when he hears their screams of agony. They cry and beg for the demon to stop only for him to become more cruel with their punishment.

Another wail catches his attention, one he doesn't like hearing.

Charlie sets down the tool he was using to carve into his victims before holding up his right finger to them.

"Hold that scream for a minute," He mocks before climbing the steps out of his basement and heads up a second set of stairs until he reaches Cas' bedroom door. He knocks, removing his gloves that are stained with blood, dropping them onto the hallway floor. "Cas? You okay?" Charlie calls in concern. He presses his right ear up to the wood door and listens carefully. Rock music and sobs. He furrows his brows before removing his head and reaching for the door knob. "I'm coming in!" Charlie calls again, twisting it and entering.

What he finds is his twin sister sobbing on her bed, her radio on and playing a familiar song. Charlie's concerned face turns to a "are you kidding me?" one. 😑

"Cas, you know "Carry On My Wayward Son" makes you cry like a child. Why do you listen to it?" Charlie questions, sighing in annoyance.

"I don't know!" Cas sobs, her voice muffled by her pillow since she has her face pressed into it.

"This is Twist and Shout all over again." Charlie complains only to get a pillow to the face. "What was that for!?" He exclaims, glaring at his sister only for her to glare back at him, tears still cascading from her dark blue eyes.

"You know how I feel, why would you say that?" She whines and Charlie is even more annoyed.

"Seriously? The Kim Kardashian meme? What the fuck, Cas?" Charlie complains before shaking his head. "Whatever. Keep your sobfest down, some of us have a job, you know? Those souls won't torture themselves." And Charlie is slamming the door shut, leaving Cas to "sobfest" as Charlie so delicately put it.

You've seriously considered getting the anti-possession tattoo to keep yourself safe from demons:

Castiel looks at the tattoo parlor with a serious expression.

On one hand... she wouldn't have to worry about getting possessed...

On the other hand... needles.

She shivers in fear, her feathers quivering.

"Cas!" Castiel jolts when she hears her brother call her and turns to face him, watching him run up to her after buying new torture weapons from Demons R Us. His spade tipped black tail was wagging with excitement at the thought of using them. Charlie looks from his sister to where she was looking and gives her a raised eye brow. "What are you doing?"

"Contemplating on getting an anti-possession tattoo..." Cas trails off, glancing at her brother. "No offense." She adds. Charlie merely shrugs, hugging the bag of torture tools to his chest as he looks back at the tattoo parlor.

"None taken... but... you do remember you have an angel blade and the ability to smite demons, right?" Charlie reminds and Cas blinks before grinning.

"Oh yeah!" She replies, as if barely remembering... then again, she did have a terrible memory. Charlie sighs with a shake of his head, holding his tail out to his sister.

"Come on, I'll buy you ice cream on the way home." He mutters, leading her through the mall and to the food court, her hand wrapped safely around his tail and a happy smile on her lips as she hums cheerfully to herself.

You hear a dog barking but don't see one so you think Hell Hounds are after you:

Charlie raises a brow when he sees his sister run into the living room, slamming the back door behind her.
Her chest is heaving and she has a panic filled expression, her blue eyes wide comically.

"Where's the holy fire?" Charlie teases, sipping at his milkshake, uninterested in his sister's shenanigans.

"That's not funny!" Cas complains, pouting at him. The door rattles behind her and she yelps, the sound of faint growling coming from outside. Charlie sighs.

"What did you do this time?"

"Nothing! I was playing fetch with Daisy and accidentally threw the ball up into Heaven and now neither of us can get it back." Charlie raises a brow at her quick explanation.

"How is that nothing? And why can't you go up into Heaven? You're an angel!" Cas turns sheepish at that but a scowl soon grows on her lips.

"Because, Gabriel decided it'd be a good idea to mess with Michael's Harry Potter collection... and then say it was all my idea. So now, Michael is mad at me and Gabriel and banished us both from Heaven." Cas complains and Charlie chuckles before covering it up with a cough when she glares at him.

"Well, ask Balthazar to help you. You two were friends, right?" Charlie suggests and again, Cas turns sheepish.

"He's disappointed in me for falling in love with a human." Cas answers and Charlie laughs.

"Okay then... Raphael?"

"Mad at me because Dean called him a ninja turtle." Charlie laughs again.

"Gadreel?" Charlie asks again.

"Banned too." Charlie shakes his head.

"Not even gonna ask why. And-"

"Everyone else hates me because of Dean." Cas cuts Charlie off.

"Damn." Charlie mutters before shaking his head. "Well, guess you better run because Daisy is going to kill you." Cas frowns.

"Gee, thanks." With that, she runs to the front door and takes to the skies, Daisy breaking down the back door and giving chase. Charlie sighs.

"That angel has issues."

(I'm gonna skip the impala one and the spalshin holy water thing)

You draw devil's trap under every rug you own:

Castiel was currently in her room, putting up some more of her drawings on her art wall when she heard it.

"CASTIEL!!!" Charlie roars and Cas becomes confused. Her brother sounded really angry. She lands on her carpet floor softly then exits her door, making her way down to the living room.

"Charlie?" She calls curiously only to stop in her tracks when she sees the fuming demon standing on the "welcome" rug in front of their front door.

"You live in a house with a demon... why the HELL ARE YOU PAINTING DEVIL'S TRAP UNDER THE BLOODY RUG!?!?" Charlie roars. Cas winces before pouring.

"In case bad demons try and invade us. Why are you so mean?" Cas complains and Charlie levels her with a deadpan look.

"Hi, I'm Charlie, I'm a demon." Charlie says in a bored tone and Cas huffs.

"You're so rude!" She whines, stomping her foot.

"The trap, Cas!" Charlie growls.

"You're bossy," Cas then smirks as she walks over, "and short." She teases before letting him free. Charlie brushes past her and heads to the basement. Cas grins. "3... 2... 1..."

"CAS!!!" Castiel laughs, turning and heading over to help her brother once again.

You feel the need to put down some salt in front of your bedroom door before you go to sleep:

Cas hums to herself as she brushes her teeth in her bathroom that's connected to her bedroom. She then hears something hit her door followed by Charlie cursing. Cas rinses her mouth out before exiting her bathroom and walking over to her bedroom, opening her door carefully.

"Why couldn't I open your door?" Charlie asks and Cas gestures down to the salt line in front of her door.

"Protection. What did you want?" Cas asks him.

"Just wanted to say goodnight." Charlie replied and Cas smiles brightly.

"Night hermanito!" Cas hugs Charlie before proceeding to shut the door in his face. Charlie huffs.

"And in the demon." He grumbles, walking away.

You wish you had a brother like Sam or Dean:

Cas stares at her empty container of mashed potatoes she made for herself yesterday.

"CHARLIE DID YOU EAT MY TATERS!?" Cas yells at the top of her lungs.

"YEAH WHY???" She hears him shout back.

"BECAUSE I WANTED TO EAT IT YOU JERK!!!" Cas screams back.

"OH..." Silence. "MY BAD!!!!" Cas sighs.

"Now I know how Dean feels when Sam buys him cake instead of pie. Disappointment in being related." Cas complains.

"I HEARD THAT!" Charlie screeches and Cas rolls her eyes. Slamming the refrigerator door shut and stomping her way back up to her room.

(Skipping the watch the show thing... but...)

I think I'll save the rest for later if you guys like this one. Carry on my wayward readers!

Always crazy,

CasHasSass

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