Mommie Dearest

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Demian: A | 5 USERS: A+
What Are Hardy Boys Doing In This Closet?

..."Ervin's Diner," where they crowd themselves into a window booth while Bobby futzes around with someone's iPad. Eventually, he cracks the local constabulary's database but unfortunately finds nothing out of the ordinary, so Castiel volunteers to "search the town." After checking to make sure no one's looking at them, he closes his eyes and...nothing happens. D'OH! "We can still see you," Dean duhs. "Yeah, I'm still here," My Sweet Baboo unnecessarily confirms. Heh. Castiel takes another moment, then closes his eyes once again and thinks real hard. "Now it just looks like you're pooping," Dean observes. Castiel realizes something's gone horribly wrong, and after much banging of heads together, the four decide that Mother must be blocking My Sweet Baboo's angelic mojo. "Well, that's great," Dean grumps, "because without your power, you're basically a baby in a trench coat!" Castiel gives his earthbound boyfriend A Look, then averts his eyes out the window in something I'm going to go ahead and call a snit. "I think you hurt his feelings," Sam whispers, and Dean rather amusingly makes this helpless "Buh!" face until Bobby announces he might have a lead. He's landed on The Center For Disease Control's "Undiagnosed Diseases Weekly Report," which contains news of a call the agency received "last night" from a certain "Doctor Silver" there in town regarding a mysterious ailment afflicting "a twenty-five-year-old African-American named Ed Bright." Bobby pulls up a copy of Mr. Bright's driver's license, and it's Douchetard Number One from the very top of the hour. DUN! General bitchery ensues from Dean's corner of the booth regarding the weakness of the lead, but as it's all they have to go on at the moment, we're soon following along as Dean and Castiel...

...drop by the good Doctor Silver's offices, where they find his assistant already leaving for the day. Seems the good doctor never showed up for work that morning, and as he never bothered to call in, either, his exceedingly helpful assistant doesn't quite know what else to do. With Dean's suspicions thus aroused, he and My Sweet Baboo duck around to the service entrance out back, and as Dean attempts to pick the lock, he notices several splotches of blood befouling the decorative brickwork on the adjacent patio. Dean wastes little time breaking into the office's storage shed, and as he barges in, he nearly trips right over...the rotting corpse of Douchetard Number One! "GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" This episode is just all kinds of fun for you, isn't it, Raoul? "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I'm so glad you're enjoying yourself. In any event, Douchetard Number One died with his eyes open, likely because his eyelids had already fallen off in fetid strips from his face. "GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" Half the skin's gone from his forehead, as well, and what little there is left appears to be, well, suppurating. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oh, this is simply delightful!" That's one word for it, hon. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "What kind of doctor calls the CDC, and then stashes the gooey corpse in his shed?" Dean grumps. My Sweet Baboo hasn't a clue, of course, so the two duck out in search of some kerosene for what I hope are obvious reasons while we jump over to...

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