Okay, so Metatron made every angel in Heaven fall except himself, right? This means that, assuming there weren’t any angels chilling on Earth at the time, theoretically, the only true angels left in the world now are Metatron, Lucifer, and Michael.
What if the Winchesters and all the fallen angels have to team up with Lucifer and Michael in order to take down Metatron?
What if they open the cage? What if we get our precious Luci back? And hey, I suppose they can rescue Adam while they’re at it. (Although at this point, if Adam ever does come back, I really want him to be a demon bent on revenge.)
OH MY GOD, WHAT IF LUCIFER AGREES TO HELP THEM IN EXCHANGE FOR BEING LET BACK INTO HEAVEN AND HE’S NOT SEEN AS ENEMY #1 ANYMORE?!
METATRON COULD REPLACE LUCIFER ON THE SHOW AS WELL AS ON TUMBLR.
I WANT THIS REALLY BADLY.
So here’s the plan, we give all the angels Redbull
My school may lead you to believe that it’s all about pride, responsibility, and character, but I know better. It took me years of searching, but at long last I have discovered my college’s true secret.
The “Mustang Way” is, in fact… left.
Left is the One Way.
I’VE HAD THIS COTTON CANDY BEFORE! I can confirm that the bucket does in fact actually say this.
I couldn’t resist.
I’m scared of this
I really like this one!
Remember in “The God Complex ” when the Doctor looked in the room that held his greatest fear?
He looked in the room and said
come on everyone thought that at least for a moment!
Sherlock fandom sat on a bench in front of the blue house that was its home. Its father hasn’t been home since last year. Well, Sherlockian knew this would happen. Every time, he would come, be there for few weeks and disappear. But, it hurt even more every time.
It craved for new thing, but they never came. So, it found an outlet for its sorrow. Loads and loads of crack. So much that people were starting to get worried. Some even went so far to hate it, but Sherlock didn’t see any other way out. It just wanted it’s daddy back. Even when its baby cousin, Elementary, first came home, it was mean and unpleasant to it Their relationship got better over time, but Sherlock was still ashamed of what happened and wanted to make amends. It knew what will happen with its best friends and it was prepared to be there for them.
Supernatural fandom was crying as it walked towards Sherlockian.
-What happened?- it asked, as it took out its famous orange blanket to cover the sobbing fandom.
-They have…. fallen. All of them…. And Cas is… And Sam is dying… And Dean and everyone….- said Supernatural through tears.
-Hey, it’s gonna be all right.- said Sherlock, gripping Supernatural into a tight hug.
-How do you know!? How can you be sure!?- cried Supernatural.
-They are all alive, and well. Cas will be a badass, with or without his wings. They will get Metatron, just wait and see.- All of the sudden, they heard Doctor Who fandom yelling:
-God damnit Moffat! You can’t just leave me here to wait until 23th november! No, this is just cruel!-
-What happened to you?- asked Supernatural.
-Season finale! My worst fear has come true: We all skipped Nine.- It sat next to them, tugged the blanket on itself, and slammed its head between its hands.
-Listen to me, Who. You managed to survive a 20 year long hiatus, you can survive this. And, after, you will get to see Ten and Rose. It will be beautiful.- said Sherlock.
-How do you deal with it? The hiatus? The cliffhanger? Does it get easier with time?- asked Supernatural. Sherlockian smiled a sad smile.
-Not at all. But, you know how I deal with it.- it said -I know you all think I’m crazy, but I guess that’s my coping mechanism. If we stick together, we’ll make it work. Calm down, have a cup of tea and we will write some fanfiction. Can you do that for me?-
-Well, it can’t be that bad. We’ll see Olivander as the Doctor.- said Who.
-And Cas and Dean are the same species now. Makes it easier.-
-We have friends here and we are in this together.- said Sherlock. -We’ll make it. Hiatus has nothing on us.- Sherlock put its hands around its friends and they all smiled. They knew that, as long as their little blue house existed, they would survive everything.
Other fandom watched them from the window of their house.
-They will all go crazy, won’t they?- asked the youngest, Hannibal.
-Yes, my child, they will.- confirm Marvel -But, let them have it. I guess this house is made just for that.-