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Sheep by hellhoundsprey, AU, Boy King of Hell Sam Winchester, Mind Control, Horror, Extremely Dubious Consent

Castiel looks up at Sam, excited like a child. Sam gives him a warm, fatherly smile. Castiel is filled to the brim with joy but he doesn’t leap and dance like his soul wants to. Sam squeezes his hand. Castiel squeezes back.
Sam whispers, “Watch, Father,” and Castiel wants to ask what he should watch, and then his head turns to his right, away from Sam, where one person after the other tips themselves over the cliff, smiling, their eyes fixed on Castiel—no, on Sam, right behind Castiel.
The wind whips everyone’s hair and clothes around like in play and they don’t laugh as they fall but Castiel does; one excited sound he can’t quite suppress, and something tells him he should be screaming instead (and maybe he did). His free hand comes up to cover his mouth, to stifle his giggles.
The ocean is too loud on its own to hear the bodies splashing, submerging. Within seconds, Castiel and Sam are the only people left on the cliff. The waves keep moving countless miles below them.
The salt is light in the air; Castiel can finally remove his hand, can stand and wait for instructions. Eyes on Sam, who turns to smile at the water; back at Cas. A giddy boy, awaiting a treat.
Castiel’s face feels split with his wide smile. “Sam, are you God?”
Sam says, “Something like that.”

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