@Dean Winchester: -Naomi throws confetti, thinking the Angel finally succeeded at his mission(?)-

-Faints(?)-

@Dean Winchester: What was that? -He decided he had to keep hitting him until his brain goes back to its place(?)-

I... wuv you? -reached a hand for him, the angel probably made a serious damage on his head by now(?).- I need a popsicle.

@Dean Winchester: Any last words? (?)

-whines like a cry-baby girl(?)-
No, it is not ok!

Y-You're.... myyy.... -he can hardly speak lmao-
Just stop hitting at me, IT HURTS!(?) -oh, now he can talk?-

@Dean Winchester: Say it like you mean it, SAY IT, Dean -Wth is happening here(?)-